Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

Of you my love It's nothing ever out there but some gathering clouds I just wanna take care of you my love You came up in my heart Like the sun and the stars Maybe I'll be the moon So we can shine pretty soon Then we drift through the night When it's

'Til we die We won't be forgotten we'll never give in This war we've achieved has allowed us to win (We'll never be broken, we won't be denied) (Our war is the present we need to deny) Our friends are all hurting from moments and regrets and charity

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me

I'll shit on you! I'll shit on you I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da I will shit on you I don't care who you are I don't give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck

You are appreciated Don't ya know we love ya? Sweet lady Place no one above ya, sweet lady Don't ya know we love ya? And dear mama And there's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand

Say my name And every color illuminates We are shining And we'll never be afraid again And we will never be afraid again We were cold and we were clear With no colors on our skin When we first came here We were light and paper-thin

Scour the house, flip the wig, Shake the tree, Your whereabouts are known Until your whereabouts are known to me Your whereabouts are known to me You with the jaundiced eyes, Drunk on your own reflection Propped up with desks and flags, Eight chairs

I don't care I don't mind Even if you have Even if you need I don't mean to stare We don't have to breed

You're so good to me I'm speechless An extra hour on the clock Just to show you how beautiful you are You're so good to me boy One extra holiday just to kiss you all over your face Ahw, you got me speechless I'd need extra day on the week Yeah I'd need