Don’t waste your whole life trying
To get back what was taken away.
When I run I didn't feel like a runaway
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying...
Why oh why?
Are we starting up and going down?
My oh my
Just the two of us in Nothingtown
Our superhero play
We'll leave this town today
And I'll row it if you steer it
I'll yell until you hear it
Hold on tighter
With my lighter
Shining through
You know it smells like shit,
God-damn, tag team, the double header,
Son of Sam:
"Fire always makes it better!"
Navigate with style and aplomb
Cause wherever you're at
That's the tip, use on!
Lies-lies, says he's down in the Bahamas
Tries tries bangin' little hoochie mamas
No way, none of this is true
Well he'll see there comes a day
When the joke's on you, yeah!
Ahhhhh, it's time to relax,
and you know what that means,
a glass of wine, your favourite easy chair,
and of course this compact disc playing and your home stereo.
So go on, indulge yourself,
that's right, kick off your shoes, put your feet up,
lean back and just enjoy the melodies.
After all, music soothes even the savage beasts.
Dime-dime -
So good to see ya,
Nine-nine -
Don't want to be ya,
Crime-crime -
Fine sensimilla...
Well you'll see there comes a day
Catches up to you, yeah...
Knock down the walls -
It's alive in you,
Knock down the place -
You're alone it's true
Knock down the world -
It's alive in you,
You gotta keep your head up
through it all, you're gonna...
Bust out on it (original prankster)
Break out, yeah (original, yeah)
Bust out on it (original prankster)
You never stop now, stop now -
That's what the main men say!
You can do it!
You can do it!
Until the break of dawn!
Life-life сannot go by the letter
Time-time, prozac can make it better
Noise-noise, any kind will do,
Can you feel it slip away
When it's all on you?
Crime-crime, rocking like Janet Reno
Time-time, eighteen and life in Chino
Freud, Freud, all along it's true
Well you'll see there comes a day
Catches up to you, yeah...