When the party's over And everyone's gone home Play the music slower And leave me all alone Cuz this is where it starts You'll find me in the dark Yeah
from bad, fair from foul, right from wrong Now your mother's singing that sad song (My baby ain't never hurt nobody!) But he still got smoked at Bebe's
Impressed by another Guitar Hero He's a top score and you're a zero You're out of your league There ain't no rubber on the tracks, it's gravel You fall
is to overthrow The rap government from Crenshaw to Tupelo It's like a bug always tickin in my mind It's tellin me "buddy, it's time" [Chorus - *
the top of the stairs said baby's got a balloon gonna take it to the top of the stairs who comes to parties said all dressed up like that you a hero with
together. Guess from where it from. Amos opened it to somebody else. I throw him a party. - You're not going away, right? [Fred Casely] - It's getting
S.O.S. across the universe Where's your honest We need your honest Calling all honest men Calling out all over the world (Sending out an S.O.S.) Where
Get over it Get over it All this bitchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it Get over it Get over it It's gotta stop
, it's hard to imagine we came from the same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother was far
left home. One morning my manager Alex came in and broke up one of our nightly Easy Rider Parties. An Easy Rider Party was when everybody would come over
from bad, fair from foul, right from wrong Now your mother's singing that sad song (My baby ain't never hurt nobody!) But he still got smoked at Bebe's party
the Lord's great acheivement (Glory Train). Lucifer, the Lord's favorite, and the best looking angel by far, makes a little mistake, as will happen at parties
back, it's hard to imagine we came from the same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother was far
