Guess I'll always have to be Living in a fantasy From now on That's the way it's got to be It's you for you, and me for me Monday has come around again I'm in the same old place With the same old faces always watching me Who knows how long I'll have to

In a borrowed car we sang evaporated. It's beautiful when you go low and I go high. Watch you dear, oh we'll beat this. If I believe enough the Lord will provide. Lay on hands, hymns and praises. Sing in tongues, salvation true and right. Jesus saves if

Tonight, tonight. Hey, tonight, Gonna be tonight, Don't you know I'm flyin' Hey, c'mon, Gonna get it to the rafters, Watch me now. Jody's gonna get religion All night long.

I can make the stars dance The sky is everywhere, so meet me under there I can make the stars dance dance dance with you Light up the moon, I can make the stars dance If you want me to Wake up to your dreams And watch them come true I'll make you whisper

Shut up and drive, drive, drive So if you feel it let me know, know, know Come on now what you're waiting for, for, for My engine's ready to explode, explode, explode So start me up and watch me go, go, go Get you where you wanna go, if you know what I

They want all for one and none for all I want to be there to witness the downfall We are paralysed What’s it going to take to get us to stand up? ‘Cause you can see it in their eyes, they don’t give a fuck So cast your votes, watch them shed their skin

Strike a match and set me on fire Watch it burn and flames getting higher You light me up, sweet old desire So won’t you come close to my fire? Close to my fire Ain’t no need to tell me why Baby, it’s cold when you’re gone Don’t make me wait, wait too

Private eyes They're watching you They see your every move They're watching you watching You watching you watching you I see you, you see me Watch you blowin' the lines When you're making a scene Oh girl, you've got to know

Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop) Audemars don't go tick-tock (Tick-tock) Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch) Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc) Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah) Treat the Gucci store

That's the way you come to me I'm head over heels And I'm always gonna be That's okay I love the way you come to me Sun breaks I can't wait Til I'll be on my way again I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack