Al said goodbye to his mom and dad For the first time in his life Tonight he left the house and walked To the waiting car outside And somehow he thought
Focus a moment On the message sent The anthem of a generation Based on degradation and resent Where money and power And being the man of the hour Has
?Last one out of Liberty City: Burn it to the ground.? I know(x3) I know just who I am and What's in my head is that I don't really give a damn Just
A friend of mine he pointed out to me That who I've become Is not the same person that I used to be A friend of mine he pointed out to me That I'm not
Man, it's really strange This city never stays the same It's always "I've got to keep on moving And I've got to keep on going" But just maybe it's to
am? To think I know nothing but the modern world All my life is spent outside I will turn my head and leave Is my inspiration dry? I'll know more than
I always thought of music as more than words and sound Something more like inspiration, that picks you off the ground When your down And I know that music
Well, it's Dick's son that has his CD's in neat lines And a dad that reads every sign and says, "I only drive 62.5" Well, I don't really mind his coordinated
The world keeps on spinning Inside his head keeps on spinning Wishing he could be on top for once Seems he hasn't spoke a word in months It's the complications
We go together Like rama lama lama ka dinga da dinga dong Remembered forever As shoobop sha wadda wadda yippity boom de boom Chang chang changitty chang
Jenny who can I turn to? You give me something I can hold on to Now you think I'm like the others before Who saw your name and number on the wall Jenny
