The storm is on the horizon I'm standing here alone Got a pistol on my hip And it's gonna be some shit If you want it then bring it on See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier And when they asking who I'm is, shit You just tell them that I'm the one (One, one,

I know love, I know pain Got a little rusty in the rain I've been lost, I've been found I left my mark on my little bitty town Yeah, raise me if you could, baby Raise me a whole lotta hell And if I ever get to heaven I'm gonna have a story to tell, yeah

If I was your mother, mother If I was your mother Tell me what I got to do To make my life mean more to you I could get so close it's true Tell me who I got to be To make you a part of me Would you let me hold your hand Would you say you were my baby

Simply beautiful, simply beautiful, simply If I gave you my love, I tell you what I'd do I'd expect a whole lot of love out of you You gotta be good to me I'm gonna be good to you There's a whole lot of things you and I

So keep your auditions for somebody Who hasn't got so much to lose 'Cause you can tell by the lines I'm reciting I've seen that movie too Because I've seen that movie too The one where the players are acting surprised Saying love's just a four letter

The whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieving Who's got the brain of JFK? What's it mean to us now? Oh, it's sound insurance But I can tell you, this is no lie You, you've been taught We'd been the same, now they got you in

I've got a livin' that's rough, a future that's tough You know what I mean Blankers and boasters, all the bluffers and posers I'm not into that scene You can tell me that I got no class Look around, you'll see who's laughin' last Don't give me speeches

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room

Simply beautiful Simply beautiful simply beautiful simply Simply Beautiful If I gave you my love, I tell you what I'd do I'd expect a whole lotta love outta you You gotta be good to me I'm gonna be good to you There's a whole lotta things you and I

There's gonna be no future If we don't figure this out (Come onto mama, come on, mama) Come to mama Tell me who hurt ya Oh, come tomorrow Who are you gonna follow? The only prisons that exist are ones we put each other in Why do we gotta tell each other