Everybody we know does That's what we do, that's what we love That's how we were raised, how we grew up Runs deep in our veins, way down in our blood But everybody we know does Put your boots to the ground 'till the sun goes down Nah it ain't no big deal

Tell me why you ain’t been callin’ Tell me why you waste my time Tell me why you won’t just tell me it’s alright (stop the show) No reason no warning Oh your words weren't deep Yeah I feel like a fool, I'm yours to keep Don't you think I need the truth?

There's gonna be Hell, Hell to pay Up the revolution we're all prepared to die Up the revolution that was the battle cry Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight Spinning

Was it a dream? Is this the only evidence that proves it A photograph of you and I? A photograph of you and I Your defenses were on high Your walls built deep inside Yeah, I'm a selfish bastard But at least I'm not alone My intentions never change

We were designed to last Fast cheap thrills They have been made to pass Deep true love Girl that’s my kind of jam Till I met you We were made to last Every girl I ever kissed : nothing but a lie Swore I was the only one guy in this world that they ever

Come rain or come shine High as a mountain And deep as a river It was just one of those things 'Cause I'm gonna be true Happy together Unhappy together Now won't that be fine? We're in or we're out of the money

I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fumanchu And I loved deeper And I spoke sweeter And he said "Someday I hope you get the chance To live like you were dying I went Rocky Mountain climbing And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water We all came out to Montreux On the Lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky Smoke on the water We all came out to Montreux On the Lake Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place around But some stupid with a flare

Now it's time for change Nothing stays the same The lines on their faces so deep A revolution or reach out and touch the day We're overdue child I'll change I heard some kids telling me How they've lost all the faith in the way