Don't stop thinking about tomorrow Don't stop, it'll soon be here Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone Ooh, don't you look back If it takes just a little while It'll be, better than before It'll be, better than before, If you wake up and don't want to

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

From a great height What's that? What's that? You don't remember Why don't you remember my name? Off with his head, man Rain down, rain down Please could you stop the noise

She said that I'm not the one that she thinks about and She said it stopped being fun, I just bring her down One more time with feeling Don't leave me all alone Just drop me off at home I said, don't let your future be destroyed by my past. She said,

You wanna kiss the girl Boy, you betta' do it soon You've got the mood prepared Go on, and kiss the girl Sha-la-la-la-la-la, don't stop now Sha-la-la-la-la-la, float along And listen to this song And what that music say? You gotta kiss the girl, kiss the

I'd never shed a tear! I'd rather be anywhere, anywhere, Anywhere but here! If there was no tomorrow, If there's no tomorrow, I don't claim to have the reasons! All I know is, if the world stops spinning tomorrow, Would you stay, the same?! If the world

Your love helps me breathe Oh, I can't sleep When I wake up, want you next to me Don't give a fuck what people think Oh, I can't sleep (I can't sleep) Plug just hit my phone, he said the pack is on the way Said I would stop smoking then I take one to the

It was only a mountain, nothing but a big ol' rock Only a mountain, it ain't hard if you don't stop It just took a little step, a right then a left Yeah, that's only a mountain Then a couple million more, who's counting? Only a mountain Well I bet my

We are on the march of the damned Of the damned March of the damned Can't stop us They don't know why Can't hurt us We'll never die We're walking, the streets

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen I be banging on the pans in the kitchen So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen Stop and listen I'll rock it wicked, no competition on the shit You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter than it A