feel The morning dew on my skin I need to know you'll be here within I'm calling, will you be here with me? Calling, is this our destiny? I'm calling
The world can beat me black 'n' blue It can hurt so much it's just not true Down and out and down at heel But it sure can't change the way I feel I feel
Hard to imagine the blood that's runnin' through the veins Nothin? but trouble, inside of me liberty in chains Born to a nation, the children and their
I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house I'm coming home, I'm coming home to your house I'm coming
I'm you precious pearl Is this for real? How do you feel? (Tell me boy) Is this for real? So take me, hold me Make me feel like I'm you precious pearl
'm going to do So go to hell now 'cause I don't care for you I don't need you, you're a stone in my shoe You think I'm stupid, well, I've got news for
If you reach on high, do it, if you reach on high If you reach on high, do it, if you reach on high If you reach Over the bridge of sighs To rest my
Come on and walk with me Through this landscape of love Come on and walk with me Through this landscape of love Come on and walk with me Through this
[chorus] La vida loca. La vida loca. [x2] [chorus] [x2] La vida loca. Amor y arte. bailando en la arena. Los hombres del mundo. [chorus] [x2] Un
You walk on in and my heart catches fire My head explodes with visions of desire Mmm, you touch my heart, oh you You tear me apart I can?t even think
I got a packet, I keep it for my mind I'm so impressive, so handsome and so kind There's people wantin' to talk to me all day There's people hangin'
When you find, when you find that your world is upside down And you feel that life is a circus and you're the clown. Don't give up, don't be down, don
Ah, ha, do the inner city hustle A bad break all of that noise and bustle I need a space, a highway right to where you're going The main line, just down
People in power waste their time To young and creative, to lives of crime Logic's a tool so very unusual We all had enough of the crack abuse It's time
1 2 3 4 We'll ride coast to coast in my holy ghost Chrome wheel, fuel injected, high on hope Soul engines cruisin' on down the road Wind down your glass
a waste. The whole wide world has got bad taste." [chorus] What price beaty now. [x3] (oh what price beaty) "smalltown bangs, headless gangs. Police and law, the people
neck And put a beware sign on the lawn 'Cause the more I'm around some people The more I like my dog Yeah the more I'm around some people You know the
put us together again People talk so let people talk we won't hit the ground if we are the talk of the town people talk People talk so let people talk