We get down down down Let's get loud loud loud till there's love and nothing else We feel sorry for ourselves We all need somebody's help And I get so overwhelmed till it's hard to tell What I'm thinking 'Cause the more that you give the more that comes

You need somewhere to start I will be here, I will be here When the big road falls apart And you think that the feeling will linger I will be here And when it all seems to fall apart You can't breathe You don't know what you're thinking I don't know,

Now you're just somebody that I used to know But you didn't have to cut me off Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing And I don't even need your love But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop

While my guitar gently weeps Still my guitar gently weeps. I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping I don't know why nobody told you How to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled

So many pros (It’s like somebody’s growin’ them on trees) For your um, for your information, baby I’m that winner, you need to go and ask somebody Meet me out, can you make it? Please don’t make me lie to you, lady I’m in it, I’m not in it, but poochie

I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn There once was a woman A strange kind of woman The kind that gets written down in history Her name was Nancy Her face was nothing fancy She left a trail of happiness and misery

Andrew Auernheimer Pulling on her weave It's that Andrew Auernheimer You have to help me Please help me Man made the web, you don't need a name Man made of faults, I ain't too ashamed Every thought I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just before the

In the ghetto (in the ghetto) On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' And his mama cries As the snow flies A poor little baby child is born 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed People, don't you understand The

That tobacco town where I grew up The tailgate down on a jacked up truck A ring we earned 'cause we owned that state A tombstone with my daddy's name Has got my compass losing North And I need someone to remind me who I am Carolina can Now the six string

Friends that come and go Yeah, they'll be there when you need them, They say that when you don't I could give up on my heroes Could let myself down, too But what would I do If I lost my faith in you? My faith in you Yeah, this world will turn its back