This must be the place. I can tell by your glare. I wouldn't touch you on a dare. Seven months to June and even then, so what? My mouth is open, my book
No more hesitation, finally face to face, can you see me? This is a creation nothing can replace, if we want it When we reach for love together, we will
nothin' to fear This hint of disaster is a beautiful face Hiding grins, frontin' chills of warm embrace I'll take you to a place where chimes are ringin
My friend yousta be thin He's get all the women We'd go kick it at the bar But his drinkin' went too far He could see over his belt The brotha was slim
sunshine reflects off, ah dah moon When you think it's over Chim Chim's scarface in the room Chim, Chim's badass revenge Chim, Chim's badass revenge
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the powerhouses To the ground floor of your soul To all who can fathom a subsidiary atmosphere And to all who can listen to the sound of cyber fear Chim chim
Ohh alcoholic Ohh real good liquor Ohh make you throw up Ohh make you clumsy Well... My pop had a party at the house one night On the last day of school
Well let me pull myself up and out Of this toilet that I'm in It's liberating for a little while But living in shit with shit And bein' all about shit
Sitting in a cage all day long Smelling monkey nutts boy the odors strong I can't believe they do this Leave ya in a pile of urine jelly walls My nutts
When you ain't got shit Make you want to loot shit ! When ya fuckin' fed up Dam sure gonna shot shit ! Listen to the government They don't know what to
When I was a kid I would go to the show and see the rock star I'd play my records and look at the album cover at the rock star Sometimes I'd check out
I said yes but she kept sayin' no Yeah the scent was in the air Was it a rose I said excuse me ma'am But you tweekin' my nose She slapped him in the face
You ask me if I'm unhappy well no I'm not fine I ask you the same question and now it's trivia time Well I just turned in my players card girl so here
I get up when I'm down I can't swim but my soul won't drown I do believe I got flare I got speed and I walk on air 'Cause God gimme soul and all rock
Instrumental Words & Music : Simple Minds (C) EMI Publishing Ltd Reproduced without permission