Lyrics:
To live
And all that you're expecting me to give
It's all about you
Not
Me
It's all about you
Not
Me
You're building my prison brick by
you feel no pain inside your brain
All your worries are soothed by the sound effects
Read it in the Post and the Daily News
Listen everybody lets
"In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
Well, the bible tells us about a man
Who ruled Babylon and all its land.
Around the city, he built a wall
And declared that Babylon would never
Extra, extra
Read all about it
Extra, extra
We heard the good news
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm
Well, the bible tells us about a man
Who ruled Babylon and all its land
Around the city, he built a wall
And declared that Babylon would never
Well, the bible tells us about a man
Who ruled Babylon and all its land.
Around the city, he built a wall
And declared that Babylon would never
Well, the Bible tells us about a man
Who ruled Babylon and all its land
Around the city he built the wall
And declared that Babylon would never
love soon
It's not about you now.
It's what we are
Your mother complains, that you need a man
You haven't mentioned me yet.
And all of your friends
they could read between the lines
‘cause you know I rode a freight train north to Detroit City
And after all these years I find I've just been
you're thinking like that, I think you'll see that you're mad at you too
And I know the feeling's strong
Strong enough to forget about all that I've been
fine,
But by day I make the cars, and by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh
life,
The way it changed ours
And I hope that someday
That you, you people will all have the chance
To read the Helping Friendly Book
And experience
How about the Butthole Surfers and Frank Zappa
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka
And all the Ziggens' around the world
To Jack, the third,
read between the lines
('Cause you know I rode a freight train north to Detroit City)
(And after all these years I find I've just been wastin' my time)
I saw roses choking in the grass flaking paint
In a broken window pane
A mailbox barely standin' by the driveway
I can almost read the name
A swing
they could read between the lines
[Spoken]
'Cause you know I rode a freight train north to Detroit City
And after all these years I find I've just
fallin' off the world
I'm callin' you
Tomorrow's headline, read all about it
They caught the big one and I don't doubt it
Across the country they're
How about the Butthole Surfers and Frank Zappa
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka
And all the Ziggens' around the world
To Jack, the third,
to drugs and stealing
Some junkie killed 'em both
For two dime-bags they were dealing
And sitting home alone
Disgusted by it all
She blew the sole
knew what it was all about
For I read fear not for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy
Which shall be to all people
For unto you he was
extra, read all about it)
They say you can win anywhere if you can win here
And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here
Hustle hard, yeah it really
Motherfuckers
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm
Deliver me from selfishness
Deliver me from brokenness
Deliver me so we can get it all together
I thank you father
For giving me life beyond the grave
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