Sleep rescue me Take me back to my home (Oh, take me home) For the times that you wanna go And bust rhymes real slow I'll appear, slap you on the face And
gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat and old with you 'Cuz I'm a burning candle, you're a gentle moth Teaching me to look a little bit kinder and
holiday You can't find the words to say All the things that come to you And I wanna feel it too On an island in the sun We'll be playin' an' havin' fun And
the cello And I'm jello, baby But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me I'm the epitome of public enemy Why you wanna go and do me like that
