I can see you're scared You ought to be I can't make this change You say we need
Select your tone You need to respect For me
I need you More than anyone in my crew I need you Let your car turn
You could ask me to But I don't dare Put the flame to you Ignite your hair
Select your tone You need to respect For me
I need you More than anyone in my crew I need you Let your car turn
As heat consumes The only friend I made in half a year The night spits back spent rockets And you shatter a plastic tear
And the apples drop impatiently Throughout this man's demise To put a roof back on the church And I guess they have to burn or put on ice
The martyr of the Sunday school He was my pride and he was my joy But you killed him And you've seen the last Of junior worship
Select your tone You need to respect For me
I need you More than anyone in my crew I need you More than anyone in my crew Ah-ah-ah-ee-ah-oo More than anyone in our crew Ahhhhhhh-ee-ah-oo More than e- a- in -oo Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh