Lyrics:
hear you shout
Pour the music right out
And sing, you sinners
Whenever there's music
The Devil kicks
He don't allow music
By the river Styx
hear you shout
Pour the music right out
And sing, you sinners
Whenever there's music
The Devil kicks
He don't allow music
By the river Styx
hear you shout
Pour the music right out
And sing, you sinners
Whenever there's music
The Devil kicks
He don't allow music
By the river Styx
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster 'n you can
C'mon hoss lets have some fun
Go on shoot me with a radar gun
You look bored and I sure
[Talking]
Man, who would've thought I would've made it this far?
It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you (c'mon)
It's only
no heart, no, feel no pain
Take your soul and leave a stain, yeah
Come choose your victim, take him by surprise
Go in hard and get him right between
again
Standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Things fall apart and things die
So c'mon c'mon be alive
C'mon c'mon revolutionaries
With hands by your side
You've got to decide
This is
Things fall apart and things die
So c'mon c'mon be alive
C'mon c'mon revolutionaries
With hands by your side
You've got to decide
This is
(Faith)
This love is pure, pure!
We feel, we feel safe (Safe)
C'mon, can you worship with us
Lift your hands and say the Lord (Lord)
C'mon, no music, let me
many days you passed me by
See the tears standin' in my eyes
You didn't stop to make me feel better
By leavin' me a card or a letter
Mister Postman
the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough, sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
to do it again niggas
I hope y'all ready
Check it, check it, c'mon,
Check out the technique
C'mon, spit flow and bag up the next freaks
Soldier wit
over, rubber spinnin'
Big swig, toss another beer can
Too lit, tonight, prayin' on the moonlight
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their
City
Oh yeah. You want to find it, c'mon yeah.
I'm on a plane with cocaine,
And yes I'm all lit up again
Cough up love and touch up
Your mama said
{Bubba} Feel me
{Timbaland}
Uhh! .. Uhh!
c'mon, c'mon, ah c'mon, ah c'mon
Catch me on a, backroad, or cookin in your momma's house
In your
the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough, sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
The rhythm supplied by the superior b side
They had to twist and turn and shout
Turn the jam out, getcha' ready now, c'mon
The situation put you in
not to realize
You don't want me by your side
As the tears stream down my face
I can't believe I've been replaced
If I've ever ever dreamed before
down below (c'mon down below)
It doesn't matter where we go (it doesn't matter where we go)
Yeah, I understand
Lead me by the hand
Won't you take me
the music right out
Sing, you sinners
Whenever there's music
The Devil kicks
He don't allow music
By the river Styx
You're wicked and you're depraved
Nah, nah, nah
The good guys dress in black, remember that
Just in case we ever face to face and make contact
The title held by me, MIB
Means what
Well, it's gonna get hot tonight,
The moon is shining bright,
Well, I can tell by the size of the stars in your eye
It's gonna get hot tonight.
Salamander,
Born in the sun-kissed flame.
Who was it lit your candle
Branded you with your name?
I see you walking by my window
In your
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