I said it must be cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til

Feel the heat of the sand Well you played air guitar in the bar showed up the cover band Well maybe I was crazy, falling for you baby Must have stayed in the rays too long 'Cause I still feel you darling Long after the sunburn's gone The sandals in your

The show must go on My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind

(Ooh, ma, ooh, pa) must the show go on? (Ooh, pa) take me home, take me home, take me home (Ooh, ma) let me go There must be some mistake I didn't mean to let them take away my soul Am I too old, is it too late? (Ooh, ma, ooh, pa) where has the feeling

Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell

No-one is going to take me alive Time has come to make things right You and I must fight for our rights You and I must fight to survive Come ride with me Through the veins of history I'll show you why god Falls asleep on the job And how can we win,

Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers If you want the things you love You must have showers So when you hear it thunder Don't run under a tree There'll be pennies from heaven For you and me Every time it rains It rains pennies from heaven

No one's going to take me alive Time has come to make things right You and I must fight for our rights You and I must fight to survive Come ride with me Through the veins of history I'll show you a God Falls asleep on the job And how can we win,

Oh, don't ask why I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Show me the way For if we don't find