Oh, why can't you behave? Why can't you behave? After all the things you told me, And the promises that you gave, Why, why, why can't you be good? I was faithful and true but what good will it do And do, do just as you should? Yes you had the right touch

There`s no place that still remains Just deserted space all left in grey Why did we lose, the knowledge of time? Is this the price, the hell we pay? The poisoned fear known to man Is he who try to find his path The collective force blaming you "This is

You had to hide away for so long (so long) Where did we go wrong? Mister blue sky please tell us why Hey there mister blue We're so pleased to be with you Look around see what you do Everybody smiles at you Mister blue sky Sun is shinin' in the sky

So long to the boys in the band Goodbye traveling Goodbye travelling Freight train Why am i , iým arriving late tonight And the world is turning Round and round the sun All the places spinning by and by one by one Coming home, iým on time Been gone such

Don't know why My old friend My old friend, I recall The times we had, hanging on my wall I wouldn't trade them for gold 'Cause they laugh and they cry me Somehow sanctify me They're woven in the stories I have told, and tell again

Hey, what it do bitch? Why these other rappers do shit stupid? While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit (ayy) Can't you hear me baby? Yeah nigga, it's me again I'm still around, I guess I win You hear

I'm ready to go Get me out my mind I think I'm ready I think I know I'm ready I know So tell me right now You think you're ready for it I wanna know Why you got me going

So tell me, why do I keep holding on? Oh, why do I keep staring down the barrel of a loaded gun? Then tell me why can't I just can't let go? Somebody knows, then tell me She said she loved me, all night long I couldn't help but let her string my heart

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

Shine on, shine on Humans being There is just enough Christ in me To make me feel almost guilty Is that why God made us breed To make us see we're Humans Being You break this, I'll break all that You break my balls with all your crap Spread your disease