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Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would
young he played the drums, opened for artie shaw
Wanted to be a jazz legend and a superstar
But his dreams faded when they had little david
He secretly
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

Hannah you're with me in spirit wherever I go
To the ends of the earth and all points between
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

Tell me where are you going
Sweet mademoiselle
To London or Paris
To the Grand Hotel

Where
Max'll will make it all right
Ken's asleep in back
Artie's reading a map
That's takin' us where we're heading to
We should be there soon
There's
to let it bring me down
I'm wantin' out of this dirty town

Artie, take a look at me
I might not want to think of all the little things
That piss you
end

I'm gonna keep on rockin' all through the night
Shake it, shake it, baby, 'cause it feels so right
Motivate your body, gonna cure your soul
your pocket pull out your wallet
And put it in the air and sing

I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

I'm tired of your psychology
To bring me to my bended knees
And if I could only talk to you
to wreck your body
And ana na na na na na na na na na ana
Cool V bring it down
Anything you say
Sure Pinocchio
Have it your own way 
You took me for a ride
Well, I'm crawling out of this gutter
You hurt me down inside
What was
you
Fake Scarface, coming out your mouth all loose
He think he thugging it, ice mugging it
'Cause he drugging it
My rap loop, I still shoot
Ask
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

"...everybody plays this one right, everybody gets a fresh, hot latte and a scone..."

Oh what
All these fine memories are fuckin' me down

I dreamed it was a dream that you were gone
I woke up feeling so ripped by reality
Love is the king
[Yung Berg:]
Do you believe in dreams?
Will it come true?
If you believe in me, then I believe in you.
Yeah Casha
It's your time babygirl
Look
Written by dennis deyoung and james young
Lead vocals by james young and tommy shaw

Mirror, mirror on the wall
The face you've shown me scares
[ CHORUS ]
S.C. Cartel bumpin fat tracks in your ear
Rollin in your hood and you know it's all good
Rollin down the 'Shaw in my Lexus
( ? ) rims
at stories

So, Artie buys you a drink
Autumn's left him for another
Then he drops it discrete
So and so's his brother

Prince of no depression, no?
know, I know)
Why'all gotta love me
When the weight of the world was on my shoulders
You were there
When it got heavy, I held it
You were there
a little Texas stray and all alone
It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called Shaw
In his brogan shoes
you stuck in a three
So you know your floss game ain't nuttin to me
When the sun hits the cross, yo it's something to see
are-be	, Kid Capri niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, these metaphors be raw
Take the shanks out of Shaw Redemption and hold it to your jaw
Climb aboard, jump out the ninety ninth
attack is purely mental and its nature's not hate
It's meant to wake ya up out of your brainwashed state
Stagnate nonsense, for if you persist
You'll get
you forgotten, I'll tap your jaw
I also kick like kung fu flicks by Run Run Shaw
Made frauds bleed every time I g'd
Cause I've perfected my drunken
a little Texas stray and all alone
It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called Shaw
In his brogan