10, 9, 8, 7, 6 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Never scared to be different The impossible's put into existence For instance, this is me What did you expect from the 5
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction Satisfaction Yeah, blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It gives me satisfaction Can
Kel, Cris And we just clubbin' on some smooth, shhh Ludacris, can't hide or deny That I wanna get you down to them Vickie Secrets And your body, I won
And that's my word and my balls So here's a temporary fix for your permanent flaws This album helps you to release 'cause life is irkin' us all Enough
Stop movin' so slow, I got mouths to feed Hurry up and let's go, I got mouths to feed Rain, hail, sleet, snow, I got mouths to feed So you already know
a new love dear... Oh please release me let me go I said I just don't love you anymore To live together is a sin so release and let me love again Release
His lips are warm while yours are cold Release me darling, let me go Oh please release me, let me go I don't love you anymore To live together is a sin Release
cold Release me, my darling, let me go Please release me, let me go I don't love you anymore To live together is a sin Release me and let me love again Release
This is the intro Why are you looking hard With a hood on and Timberland boots Staring at me for one hour When you could walk up and shake my hand? Why
landed on my knees I got free money But no release I was hit and run I landed on my face And I got free money But no release There's a neon light Selling
Call it superstition Followed and fell Under the falling Under the spell Singing Bury me Bury me Spoken in tongues Of many colours In the colours of
You reap what you sow Put your face to the ground Here come the marching men Your colours wrapped around You reap what you sow Put your face to the ground
Watch them do The falling over Watch them do The standing still CHORUS Nothing but the knife to live for One life all I need Give me one good reason
(Flesh) (Bone) (Splinters on the telephone) (Whispers) Bullet in the head Down Head Down Got power to burn Got means Got flowers to burn Between those
Everybody shouts on, "I love Lucy" Pee Wee reads the evening news A pre-owned song or a second-hand Uzi Everybody got a job to lose Here come the golden
Train... Train... Train... Train... Take a walk downtown to where the victims go Take a last decision and the cars to move it Past information Tunnel
I hear the roar of a big machine Two worlds and in between Hot metal and methedrine I hear empire down, I hear empire down I hear the roar of a big machine
Some people get by with a little understanding Some people get by with a whole lot more I don't know, why you gotta be so undemanding One thing I know