the trail Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go Keep runnin' homie Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go They on the trail [Chorus:] With so much drama in the industry Hip Hop Police
bath of cops dying on my way yeah, i've got something to say fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police fuck tha police and i
(Radiohead cover) Karma police Arrest this man He talks in maths He buzzes like a fridge He's like a detuned radio Karma police Arrest this girl Her
cant do something my way, well i must be crazy if i follow every word you say. when the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away. [chorus[ call the police
Karma police, arrest this man He talks in maths He buzzes like a fridge He's like a detuned radio Karma police, arrest this girl Her Hitler hairdo is
You consider me the young apprentice Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes Hypnotized by you if I should linger Staring at the ring around your finger
Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live
Fifty million years ago You walked upon the planet so, Lord of all that you could see Just a little bit like me Walking in your footsteps Hey Mr. Dinosaur
Gazed into the visions of the night Seen the darkness fall I've heard a mountain fall away from sight Heard the thunder call Seen the beast I call my
Sleep lay behind me like a broken ocean Strange waking dreams before my eyes unfold You lay there sleeping like an open doorway I stepped outside myself
Towers tumbled - all the buildings crumbled Volcanoes rumbled Insurance salesman mumbled Ballerians bumbled - all the heroes stumbled Politicians fumbled
Too much information running through my brain Too much information driving me insane I've seen the whole world six times over Sea of Japan to the cliffs
You ask me how I've become mad now There was a day, I had so much say What of my feet? Life seemed to be sweet I was admired but I was so tired Go through
Bed's too big without you Cold wind blows right thru my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was
My sisters and I Have this wish before we die And it may sound strange As if our minds are deranged Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky
Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies We can't hear anything at all
There is no political solution To our troubled evolution Have no faith in constitution There is no bloody revolution We are spirits in the material
Though it's me that's on fire not this cigarette And what do I care if she leaves me alone If I need somebody I'll pick up the phone I'll put on my good
