Woke up in the morning, like ten A.M. Walked passed the Listerine, went straight for the gin.
You gotta keep ’em separated.
A time for love, a time for hate, a time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.
Love in the ’90s is paranoid.
While y’all get it goin’, we’ll get it done.
There’s nothing new, no one I want to talk to, nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt.
You’re nobody’s zero.
Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth, blowing down the back roads headin’ south.
Formed in a very strong advanced post, east to west coast, ahead of time, competition not even half close.
I’m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin’ on.
Hey little thing, let me light your candle ‘cause mama, I’m sure hard to handle now, gets around.
But don’t worry, honey don’t worry. This is just a fairytale happening in the supermarket.
Right about now, the funk soul brother. Check it out now, the funk soul brother.
In the jingle jangle morning, I’ll come following you.
All right make it quick, good songs make you rich.
What I need is a good defense, ‘cause I’m feeling like a criminal.
From distant star to this here bar, the me, the you, where are we now?
We get ourselves in situations I don’t understand – that always leads to confrontations getting out of hand.
Get out of my way or I might shove.
Open your mouth and close your eyes and let the overlord’s spoon slide deep inside.
Fast lane, high speed, on the grind, 24/7.
This is not Churchill Downs, this is not Hollywood Park.
Can you hear them? They talk about us, telling lies – well, that’s no surprise.
We’re the renegades of funk.
Clockwork Orange synths, real horror show!
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
And the man in the back said, “everyone attack!” And it turned into a ballroom blitz.
Now who can stop the hail when human senses fail – there was never any warning, no escape.
A bottle of red, a bottle of white, it all depends upon your appetite.
Yo, my words should never fail, shootin’ darts sharper than a carpenters nail.
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
Look now, look all around, there’s no sign of life. Voices, another sound, can you hear me now?
Now tell who’s that clown who pulled this veil on down.
We live in a political world where mercy walks the plank. Life is in mirrors, death disappears up the steps into the nearest bank.
I’m cool like dat, I’m cool.
Breathe, breathe in the air, don’t be afraid to care.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
Party at ground zero, a B Movie starring you, and the world will turn to flowing pink vapor stew.
Look at all the flags and all the banners waving – open up our arms, a magic kingdom, open-armed and greet us all.
Naughty boys in nasty schools, headmaster’s breaking all the rules, having fun and playing fools, smashing up the woodwork tools.
Don’t leave me high, don’t leave me dry.
Can’t stop now, don’t you know I ain’t never gonna let you go, don’t go.
When it all came down on a Saturday night, should I choose a side at 9th and Pine?
PRhyme, PRhyme, I’m in my permanent prime, I ain’t never falling off.
I like to wait to see how things turn out if you apply some pressure.
We can deal with rockets and dreams, but reality, what does it mean?
Rock, rock, ’til you drop. Rock, rock, never stop.
And you’re leaving me, yeah you’re leaving me. You’re leaving me with a hated identity.
My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation like the Emancipation Proclamation. Weak MCs approach with slang that’s dead – you might as well run into the wall and bang your head.
I have a flask but I do not have the wine. I have a suit but I do not have a dime.
We’re going nowhere, but nowhere, nowhere’s on our way.
I want leverage, ice cold beverage, money I can’t count, I blacked out standing on Mount Everest.
Too much walking, shoes worn thin. Too much trippin’ and my soul’s worn thin.
Louie Louie, oh no, me gotta go. Aye-yi-yi-yi, I said Louie Louie, oh baby, me gotta go.
You wanna hear about my new obsession? I’m riding high upon a deep depression. I’m only happy when it rains.
My heart’s on the brink, I thought you should know, and my body shakes, every time you show.
It’s the time of the season for loving.
In touch with the ground, I’m on the hunt I’m after you. A scent and a sound, I’m lost and I’m found, and I’m hungry like the wolf.
She’s just a cosmic girl, from another galaxy.
Dear New York, I hope you’re doing well. I know a lot’s happened and you’ve been through hell.
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells.
I’m shrewd about decimals and my man’ll speak patois, and I can speak rap star.
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
It wasn’t a rock – it was rock lobster.
But it all just came and went faster than I could, have the time to separate the bad from good.
Hush, hush, I thought I heard her calling my name now.
You’re perfect in the way, a perfect end today.
Oh man, wonder if he’ll ever know he’s in the best selling show. Is there life on Mars?
When you attack, I fall back in the wind like the lotus – put the soul in the track like my name was Otis.
Feel good from morning till the end of the day.
It’s weird at my school.
A pirate with a tune on a holiday. Ol’ lazy mister moon want a getaway. And isn’t that a moon for a milky way?
Safe in the heat of the moment, a stillness that comes to me when I’m close to you.
This is my generation.
Bass in your face, not an eight track, gettin’ it good to the wood so the people give you some a dat.
Sweet sweet wild honey bee, eat up eat up eat up honey.
Rock the Casbah.
Tell me what is my life without your love, tell me who I am without you by my side.
Goddamn right it’s a beautiful day.
He’s a pinball wizard, there has got to be a twist – a pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.
Just say I’m all alone, just say where am I going? Just say the phone rang once today for a wrong number.
Truth is here, the truth is here.
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor: don’t bring me down.
I know it’s up for me if you steal my sunshine.
Don’t you want somebody to love? Don’t you need somebody to love?
Everybody makes mistakes, but I feel all right when I come undone.
Hey, hey, we’re The Monkees and people say we monkey around. But we’re too busy singing to put anybody down.
Stop! In the name of love, before you break my heart.
This is the point from which I could never return, and if I back down now then forever I burn.
Girl, I want to be with you all of the time – all day and all of the night.
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope.
You gotta go where you want to go, do what you want to do.
Selfish as you are cannot be undone – you wouldn’t let me let myself become a person.
Take me to the river, drop me in the water.
Take a look around you, you might not like what you see. Yeah, we’re all comfortably living in a privileged society.
I’m leaving you darling and I won’t be back. I found something better somewhere down the track.
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day.
I’m big and important – one angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces for you.
Won’t someone help me to break up this crown – let’s all drink to the death of a clown.
This crowd is tight, tight. Gonna party all night, night.