end I?ll keep holding on to you single years perfecting lives with strangers if only you if only now I?ll keep holding on to you single years perfecting love with strangers
's just another murder, nobody mourns no more My tear drops gettin bigger but can't figure what I'm cryin for Is it the miniature caskets, little babies
'm seeing songs No poet has ever painted Voices call out to me, straight to my heart So strange yet we're so well acquainted I let the music speak, with
little soldier boy Mama's little pride and joy Both hands on her apron strings "Don't you touch that dirty thing" A warning signal from above Inspection with
saw you Walking in the rain away from me Visions of your future lay before you You are free I saw you in the company of strangers Laughing just a little
hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With hungry mind and open eyes They left the planet long ago The elder
radio stations Hopin he with new hit single, is tryin to mingle Today, he is in your town, puttin it down You in the car with your friends, followin my
We could deal with whatever together Sunshine, all that other weather, when we chasin forever Chorus: I wanna stay with you forever I wanna spend all my life with
' in my living room Dozed off to sleep So I start to dreamin' I dreamed I walked in a place and I saw a real strange, weird object Standin' up talkin
Come down to the manger, see the little stranger Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the prince of peace The wheels start turning, torches start burning And
an audience with OzAnd although he would not tell you why initially When you bowed before his throne He decreed you'd hence be known As Glinda the Good - officially! Then with
Dave Always with a group of babes Sayin', "Mami's out" Like Sugar Ray 'Cause Cuban Link don't play miss I flip and do some strange (Shit) Witchu like hit you With
don't need strangers around [THUY] Just get out [ENGINEER] Right! I won't make a sound (grabs his sack and leaves) [THUY] And as for you Come with
the miniature caskets, little babies Victims of a stray, from drug dealers gone crazy Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was Crack came and it was strange
years away Through astral nights, galactic days I see the works of gifted hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With
your radio stations Hopin' he with new hit single, is tryin' to mingle Today, he is in your town, puttin' it down You in the car with your friends,
