Express yourself, don't tell me what to do, babe Express yourself, oh yeah, oh yeah Express yourself, oh yeah, oh yeah Express yourself, oh yeah, oh yeah Express
unhappy about. And it's because we didn't understand, you know, because there's all this social doctrine that says, you know, that the infinite God, with all this expression
. I?ve Got News For You ? Ray Charles You said before me met that your life was awful tame Well, I took you to a night club and the whole band knew
Ed was at the end of his rope, an expression he detested "There is no rope", he would scream at the laughing walls There is only the end, no hope, no
Its the black attack born on the corner Nigga grew up fast to get that looter ready to shoot 'er And he do anything to achieve it, better believe it grew up in a band
flash sugar cane alley cats Lo in parade With the black spades Courvoisier spillin' on the rocks Intoxicating the satin dogs with his private bands
You said before we met That your life was awful tame Well, I took you to a night club And the whole band knew your name Oh well, baby, baby, baby I've
I think you got a low self opinion man I see you standing all by yourself Unable to express the pain of your distress You alienate yourself And everybody
Rip Stab Stab? And It doesn?t help that I couldn?t get my hair to do that flippy thing either?Like that guy from that band can do...Some days, ya know
Stabby Rip Stab Stab". And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know
Stabby Rip Stab Stab'. And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thingy. Like that guy from that band can do. Some days, you know
and that was enough Pray more than that and you couldn't stay tough Tough as the busted thumbnails on the weathered hands They worked the gold plate off their wedding bands
by, got a box in the mail In the box was a bullet made of gold Melted down from the ring, recast with two rings and a band And he stared at it sitting
write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write is a love
alone to a movie show So I turn to the sounds in my car There's a band playing on the radio With a rhythm of rhyming guitars There's a band playing
that I'll never know Then I saw you on the streets alone Had you paged on the corner phone The words just kept me straining to express You're hard
live it I swear that?s my true religion I spent 25 strong just in true religion Then I hit adidas just to get my feet up That?s another 20 bands d*mn
tell me do you like my swing Well girl you better know she right ya now you is a part of the plan I notice on your finger she you wear a wedding band