I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free so far from me
You’re all I want, my fantasy
Oh, look what you’ve done to this rock ‘n’ roll clown
Oh oh, look what you’ve done
Photograph, I don’t want your
Photograph, I don’t need your
Photograph, all I’ve got is a photograph
But it’s not enough
Kodachrome
They give us those nice bright colors
They give us the greens of summers
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day
I got a Nikon camera
I love to take a photograph
So mama don’t take my Kodachrome away
And, though the news was rather sad,
I had to laugh,
I saw the the photograph,
He blew his mind out in a car…
My lordy Lord; maintain, it’s hard ‘cause I’m a soldier at war
Cause everybody wanna try to bring out tha devil in me
But tha evils ain’t betta than me, weed keeps me at ease
Take notes cause here it comes
Tha murda mo comin’ to carry you, oh you oh
Wake up and they sittin and pullin their gauge out, Murder
And they put it up to your temple and they blow your brains out,
Now come into my world and you can see that we are more than thugz
(We more than thugz, more than thugz, more than thugz)
With just a little twist of harmony, bud-smokin’ lethal warriors
(We warriors, warriors, warriors)
Shooting at the walls of heartache
I am the warrior
Shooting at the walls of heartache bang, bang
I am the warrior
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
'Cause I’m going down in a blaze of glory
Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I’m the devil’s son
Call me young gun
Just a god given holy roller.
In a god forsaken land.
He didn’t choose this killing ground.
He didn’t want this scrap of land.
You’ve got to scorch the earth, yeah.
and make the rivers run dry.
Until we learn to hate like him.
Kill for killin’. Live to die.
Ride on you son of a gun. Ride on. Ride into the setting sun.
Ride, captain ride upon your mystery ship
Be amazed at the friends you have here on your trip
Ride captain ride upon your mystery ship
On your way to a world that others might have missed
I thought that they were angels, but to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me now
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away, come sail away
In America every man is free
To take care of his home and his family
You’ll be as happy as a monkey in a monkey tree
You’re all gonna be an American
Sail away sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away-sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
I like to be in America!
O.K. by me in America!
Everything free in America
For a small fee in America!
We’re an American band,
We’re an American band,
We’re coming to your town,
We’ll help you party it down…
We’re an American band!
Well, we were just another band out of Boston
On the road and tryin’ to make ends meet
Playin’ all the bars, sleepin’ in our cars
And we practiced right on out in the street
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
‘Cause the man from Mars won’t eat up bars when the TV’s on
And now he’s gone back up to space
Where he won’t have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don’t stop
Just blast off, sure shot
‘Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin’ cars and eatin’ bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds
There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’s told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it’s all worthwhile
For here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do
Venus and Mars are alright, tonight!
Don’t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night’s alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
'Cause Saturday night’s the night I like
Saturday night’s alright alright alright, ooh