Come on, come on drama Come on draw, scratch and say it Say it, make it to the bottom Let it climb and drop an apple off the top It's not I don't want
Who like to talk about their feelings? (Sensitive new age guys) Who's into crystals, who's into healing? (Sensitive new age guys) Who like to dress like
I went out last night That's when I met a sexy girl She was looking so right She said, "I wanna take you For a trip around the world" And by the look
(I don't deserve credit for writing this song; it was channeled to me by an entity who claims to have been Chopin's hairdresser. -RR) I'm doing my affirmations
the eye of the tiger. the eye of the tiger. olay! olay! olay! olay! messin' with this spirituality is like playing with a bull. tuggin' on it's horn.
Now it's always once upon a time In New York City It's a big old, bad old, tough old town, it's true But beginnings are contagious there They're always
hello and welcome to inconclusive arguments in today's conference we have a psychologist, a guru, an athlete, a freak, a scientist, a dictator, an anarchist
(reed) Loaded version Can I have your autograph He said to the fat blonde actress You know I've seen every movie you've been in From paths of pain to
Straight from Hell, tongue of deception With their words mystify they are breeding a lie To deceive you Dancers dream, new age illusion 'Cause it's only
When I hear the sound of concrete and steel I sense a rhythm, that science can't feel I feel the beat of our hearts as one I hold your color, when my
Returning at twilight Out of a suffering light As for naked fortune I can color my mind one last time Colors sweet surrounding me The power of sun, believe
It always put me on the edge, To think of all the spoilt lives Today I'm one step further Not sure if I've survived myself Reality is sometimes stranger
Humanity is looking for itself The ancient wisdom taken from the shelf A light so dark, a heaven that is hell In the new age, could it already be In
And New York was great and we loved it all And New York was great and we loved it all But time was riding fast upon my shoulders What a shame The night
I don't believe that God is a man With white hair, sitting in a big chair Judging the world and its morals Forgiving today so we can sin again tomorrow
So you're living in fast world See the people you've already killed See what you've done with that machine of yours You can't justify it, you ain't
"And I looked, and behold a pale horse: And his name that sat on him was Death and Hell followed him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part