You can kill my father
You can kill my son
You can kill my children
With a gun…
You can kill my family
My family tree
You can kill my body, baby…
You can kill my body, baby…
But you can’t kill me
My lord, I love you…
My lord, I love you..
Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be
My angel?
Give it up to me
Give it up to me
Do you wanna be
My angel?
So help me
I’m in need of a captain
And I wish you were that for me today
I’m in need of a wax-and-feather set of wings
And then I’ll be okay
As long as I lift up
Where the sun can’t burn away my dreams
Don’t know when I’ll be back this way
Perhaps some day; don’t wait
One of these days I’m gonna settle down
But till I do I won’t be hanging round
Going down that long lonesome highway
Gonna live life my way
One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces.
One of these nights
One of these crazy old nights
We’re gonna find out, pretty mama
What turns on your lights
The full moon is calling, the fever is high
And the wicked wind whispers and moans
You got your demons and you got desires
Well, I got a few of my own
I am the mastermind
And here I am the law
(He is the law)
I’ve ruled the endless dark
Since long before the golden angel’s fall
So you see, next to me, your master plans all look so small
Little mice, when you break my rules you pay the price!
Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
I’ve been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man’s soul and faith
So if you meet me, have some courtesy (whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo)
Have some sympathy, and some taste (whoo-hoo, woo-hoo)
Use all your well-learned politeness (whoo-hoo, woo-hoo)
Or I’ll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah (whoo-hoo, woo-hoo)
Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar
You’re gonna go far
You’re gonna fly high, you’re never gonna die
They’re gonna love you
I gave you love, I thought that we
Had made it to the top
I gave you all I have to give
Why did it have to stop?
You’ve blown it all sky high
By telling me a lie
Without a reason why
You’ve blown it all sky high
You, you’ve blown it all sky high
Our love had wings to fly
We could have touched the sky
You’ve blown it all sky high
If I tell you what I see (what I’ve seen)
You might not believe me (what I’ve seen)
'Cause I saw mother nature pushing Earth in a baby carriage
In a baby carriage
I saw mother nature pushing Earth in a baby carriage
She showed me love
She showed me love
She showed me love
Hello, Earth.
Hello, Earth.
With just one hand held up high
I can blot you out,
Out of sight.
Peek-a-boo,
Peek-a-boo, little Earth.
With just my heart and my mind
I can be driving,
Driving home,
And you asleep
On the seat.
I get out of my car,
Step into the night
And look up at the sky.
And there’s something bright,
Traveling fast.
Look at it go!
Oh, what a thrill!
When the crimson starts to spill
And my Millie goes in for the kill
She takes away my breath
She’s the angel of death for me
Oh, Millie!
Watching every motion in my foolish lover’s game
On this endless ocean, finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say
Take my breath away
Take my breath away
We grew up together
We’ve been here forever
Barefoot in the summer
Cold in stormy weather
She taught me all there is
Like magic and love, lots of forgotten words
Get back, get back again and again
I’ve been here since I can’t remember when
My life is a boat, being blown by you
Nothing ahead, just the deepest blue
To me you’re like the setting sun
You rise then you’re gone
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
I need a fix cuz I’m going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cuz I’m going down
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Went uptown
To see my cousin
Plays his guitar
Sounds like a chainsaw buzzin’
In the crowd
I see his mom and dad
I say, “Hey, hey Uncle
Man, your son is bad”
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes bad is bad
Cool is a rule, but
Sometimes, bad is bad
“Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka
You’re a cock-sucking, ass-licking Uncle Fucka
You’re an Uncle Fucka, yes, it’s true
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you”
“Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka
You’re the one who fucked your uncle, Uncle Fucka
You don’t eat or sleep or mow the lawn
You just fuck your uncle all day long”