Damn it feels good to be a gangster.
We could’ve been anything
that we wanted to be
with all the talent we had
No doubt about it
we fight and we tout it
we’re the very best at being bad guys
Broken glass, everywhere, people pissing on the stairs
you know they just don’t care.
I can’t take the smell, I can’t take the noise
Got no money to move on, I guess I got no choice
The best things in life are free
but you can give them to the birds and bees
I want money.
I’ve got so much honey the bees envy me.
I’ve got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees.
I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talkin’ 'bout my girl (my girl).
Let me tell you 'bout the birds and the bees
and the flowers and the trees
and the moon up above,
and a thing called love
Let’s not talk about love.
I bruise you, you bruise me.
We both bruise too easily,
Too easily to let it show.
I love you and that’s all I know.
I know you wanna leave me,
But I refuse to let you go
But I’m already gone
and I’m feeling strong
Long Gone Geek!
Cause I’m already gone
and I’m feeling strong
Strong as the heart of the mighty oak!
Shoeless Joe from Hannibal, Mo.
How can I miss you if you won’t go away?
But if you stay, I’ll make you a day, like no day has been or will be again.
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day 'til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
So now I’m praying for the end of time.
To hurry up and arrive.
It’s the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
And as the windshield melts
And my tears evaporate
Leaving only charcoal to defend
Finally I understand the feelings of the few
Ashes and diamonds, foe and friend
We were all equal in the end
I am he as you are he as you are me
and we are all together