Listen, I got the shivers and the chills Got an awful pile of bills to pay That's the prize for all the thrills Breakdown, I got the medals and the scars
of war The sport of kings There's nothing much at stake Just everything But when you break it down It's all the same One gets the Nobel Prize The other
Come and take a ride with me Up to the stars above Far away from all the hatred here disguised as love Come fly away with me Where everyone's a star
This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they did This Time they knew what they were doing the whole time This Time they knew what
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I walk the earth with a devil at my side I'm on my search and he's still not satisfied He will not stop until he's not satisfied I thought I should,
Am I wrong To lay my hands on things that hurt Was it right To give my heart away Am I wrong To lay my eyes on things that burn Was it right To sell
I see your eyes Pupils so wide I could fall into them I see your lips My fingertips Only want to touch them You swallow me Like ecstasy So delicious
Born to win To win and win again Ignore the pain inside Blood and fame, bred and games Keep the masses entertaint A dirty job that someone's gotta do
way again We'll never have to cry Or ever say goodbye And if the world should disappear Don't be afraid I'll right here I'll never leave your side Buried
Freezing, waking up alone Starring, at the ceiling and the phone Thinking, that this house once a home Falling, for a hundred million miles Shattered
Can you forgive me For all I've done Give me absolution Just this once Take me in your arms Back into your fold Here where I belong When the stars above
Is the south side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the north side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!) Is the east side in this muthafucka? (Hell yeah!)
young farmer Brought his sons to town for feed And noticed that the streets were quiet And he knew what that might mean The smoke rose in the distance His farm
weasel was the man for me Little willie weasel was the man for me (the following is a reprise featured later) Now when farmers boys on the first fair
