All the gents and all the ladies Music can make you fell shameless I don’t care for some religion We don’t need no subdivision Now it’s time to get the bad things out You gotta just inhale-inhale the sound, yeah Out the closets go the monsters Got no millions, still got thousands
Baby could you please stay? I’m thinking this way So tired of lies, so tired of fights So tired to see them pass ain’t right So could you stop the roleplaying Could you be your own, hey