I've seen fire and I've seen rain 2

And I need time no more (tomorrow)
When you can’t cry no more (tomorrow)
And a love died before (tomorrow)
Look behind no more (tomorrow)

It’s just another fine day, recall
Don’t follow me down, no more
As we rise we form
A new gold dawn

The sun’ll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow there’ll be sun

There’s always tomorrow for dreams to come true
Tomorrow is only a day away

I’ll be your whatever you want
The bong in this reggae song

I, I just want to be your everything
Open up the Heaven in your heart and let me be

If you believe in forever
Then life is just a one-night stand
If there’s a rock n’ roll heaven
Well you know they’ve got a hell of a band, band, band

Hey, mom, look, I’m up here, I finally made it
I’m playing the drums again, too
Don’t be sad, the band doesn’t sound half bad
And I remember, mom, what you said
You said, “Honey, you look so underfed”

Mama, ooh-ooh, didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on
As if nothing really matters

Get back, Loretta
Your mommy’s waiting for you
Wearing her high-heel shoes
And her low-neck sweater
Get back home, Loretta

Hot lips, hot lips, girl you got hot lips
Burning me all night long
Our love can never go wrong
Baby you’re turning me on!

Baby. I love your hot lips

Pull up to it, don’t drive through it,
Back it, up twice, now that fits nice,
Grease it, spray it
Let me lubricate it

Pull up to my bumper baby

Yeah, we’re running a little bit hot tonight
I can barely see the road with the heat coming off it
You reach down between my legs and
Ease the seat back

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my ‘60 Chevy
Workin’ on mysteries without any clues
Workin’ on our night moves
Trying’ to make some front page drive-in news
Practicing our night moves in the summertime, oh
In the sweet summertime

OK, here we go, we got a real pressure cooker going here
Two down, nobody on, no score, bottom of the ninth
There’s the windup, and there it is, a line shot up the middle
Look at him go. This boy can really fly!
He’s rounding first and really turning it on now
He’s not letting up at all, he’s gonna try for second
The ball is bobbled out in center
And here comes the throw, and what a throw!
He’s gonna slide in head first, here he comes, he’s out!
No, wait, safe - safe at second base
This kid really makes things happen out there
Batter steps up to the plate
Here’s the pitch and he’s going, and what a jump he’s got
He’s trying for third, here’s the throw, it’s in the dirt - safe at third!
Holy cow, stolen base! He’s taking a pretty big lead out there
Almost daring him to try and pick him off
The pitcher glances over, winds up, and it’s bunted
Bunted down the third base line, the suicide squeeze is on!
Here he comes, squeeze play, it’s gonna be close
Here’s the throw, here’s the play at the plate
Holy cow, I think he’s gonna make it!

Stop right there!
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make me your wife?

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life, it will creep
It starts when you’re always afraid
You step out of line
The man come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down

Every time I’m walkin’ down the streets
Some pretty mama start breakin’ down with me
Stop breakin’ down, yes stop breakin’ down
The stuff I got’ll bust your brains out, baby
It’ll make you lose your mind

Everybody’s talkin’ ‘bout a new way of walkin’
Do you want to lose your mind?
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down

Everybody’s talkin’ at me
I don’t hear a word they’re sayin’
Only the echoes of my mind

People stoppin’, starin’
I can’t see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes

Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.