Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah Cheers to the fricken' weekend I drink to that, yeah-e-yeah Oh, let the Jameson
upside down bei maejor trey songz lets go they know my name at the bar goes so hard want it swiping for the card drinks on me mee drinks on me (girl
ATL mothafucka, you know my name bitch, they call me Nitti hoe, eh tell me your name homie, Valentino, you know my name bitch, they call me Nitti hoe,
I've got the blues for San Francisco It's where I long to be I've got the blues for San Francisco It's where I long to be There's a club they call Sugar
What's a man supposed to do When the blues have got him down What's he gonna do When the blues have got him down You go down to the liquor store And you
And we are growing along spiritual lines Will never mean we should stop to have big fun time Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray and
And we are growing along spiritual lines Will never mean we should stop to have big fun time Oh oh oh Should it be for the very first of all to pray
Living in colour, we're living in colour I can see the paint on your toes Living in colour, we're living and Even in the blackout, I know I am floating
Well, this is easier now I've found all the pieces That I lost in the flood And it wasn't that much And though it's easier now I will always remember
Swim until you can't see land Swim until you can't see land Swim until you can't see land Swim until you can't see land Swim until you can't see land
And I've been digging that hole tonight On my knees, beneath the moon All I need is a place to lie Guess a grave will have to do Won't you give me two
We salute at the threshold of the North Sea in my mind And a nod to the boredom that drove me here to face the tide and swim (Whoaaaa) I swim (Whoaaa)
Can you hear The road from this place? Can you hear footsteps Voices? Can you see The blood on my sleeve? I have fallen in the forest Did you hear me
This is a story and you're not in it, uh, huh Fuckin' pages torn out Here is a bedroom that you've never been in and Here is your shovel, there's the
The crumpled ocean with No boat trip The dark waters stole My clothing The shape stirs beneath me A pulse pounds along blood streams First bite marks
My cry for a fist-full of sand Breathes silence Hold me, if only I can see land The world just blinks Lead me, I'm stupid from a lesson learned You've
Well, the booze in my blood Runs fast and loud And my brain shouts down to my mouth Say whatever I think Say it at him And when the dam bursts open And
Well, here's the evidence of human existence Displaying men magnets in two damn boxes And I cannot find the name for them They hardly show that I have