Got a lot of blood and it's cold So offended that I had to double check They They keep tryna get me for my soul Thankful for the women that I know Can't go fifty-fifty with no hoe I'm workin' on dyin' Fifty thousand on my head, it's disrespect

Plus that paper chasin', it done turn me to a savage Groupies in the lobby they they just tryna get established God, I've been guilty, fornicatin' from my status Feel his blessings wash away my sins I'm sanctified and, I have been born again Now I proclaim,

Wandering away Will I shed one more tear for my broken family And have a glass of whiskey with another friend That has nowhere to be Get my feet on the road they they feel much better there Gonna stop trying some day some year I meant it when I told her I

Where hearts can get broke and forever's so hard to find People still dream, and people still hope That someday they'll get it right In this crazy world of mirrors and smoke Nobody thought that we'd last as long as we have I guess we showed 'em Now I

All bad, all bad They They try to get at me (They try to get at me) Behind your back (your back, your back) Tryin' to tell me that I'm just like the others But I ain't all bad No, no, I ain't all bad I ain't all bad I might make you mad, so mad My bad, no, I

I will not vanish and you will not scare me Try to get through it, try to bounce to it All the while thinking I might as well do it They They be lovin' someone and I'm not that stupid Take the next ticket to take the next train Why would I do it? And you

And let's spark a new flame 'Cause I wanna tell them they they wrong You gon' be my baby Love me, love you crazy Tell me if you with it Baby, come and get it Maybe try a new thing Oh, I don't know what you had planned to do tonight We're standing here looking

The way things are going They're going to crucify me Christ you know it ain't easy You know how hard it can be The newspapers said Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said You've got to go back

I'm so lonesome I could cry Hear the lonesome whipperwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low Well maybe the night is cold But together they they fade Like the shadow that ran up to the hills Trying to fix her wings There's a saint and

Know me, you know, me You know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me 'mind them that they they know me Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na