ll see y'all in the heavens where all the real g's live and that's for real (Chorus) Now some people come and some people go But how you leave this world
drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war There they battled up Iwo Jima's hill Two hundred and fifty men But only twenty seven lived To walk
freight train Singing it's hard Living in the free world Getting saved by the bell People find my company To be strange as hell And its only getting
I've only just begun) (but I get a smile from everyone) it's a wonderland (makes no difference, day or night) (`cos I won't go down without a fight) live
I been in a cave For forty days Only a spark To light my way I wanna give out I wanna give in This is our crime This is our sin But I still believe I
with no mercy, men and women of the cloth Ineffective martyrs for the God they brought forth Is their retribution only time will tell Agents don't believe and the people live
to fade away Preserve your value so that you can live to see a greater day People see you and it's bugged that you mean nothin' You doin' shit and front to prove to people
THE ONLY CHANCE WE HAVE Have you ever sat and thought about other things? Living on the street, hanging by a string Letting people take away your name Letting people
It's only there by popular demand This is Prime Time TV More real life drama This is Prime Time TV It's only there by popular demand It's only here
flippin' me off No shit I'm a grave danger to my health Why else would I kill you and jump in a grave and bury myself Just pull the plug! People say
run and hide Try to get away, you'll be fine You've only got one chance left On your knees, sip that wine, chew the wafer Everything's blank Am I alive or dead People
the grave From the cradle to the grave From the cradle to the grave From the cradle to the grave From the cradle to the grave From the cradle to the grave
's like to live that way First of all, we the one an' only, infamous It's a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it First of all, we the one and only 'Til
you on live at the Barbecue I respect you as an artist thou I'm no longer fond of you I gave you love from the heart unlike the people surrounding you
lives Yet no-one cries The whole world stands accused. (2) Which part dem gone Which part dem deh A multitude of people Dem try dem best to convince Only
wishes To prevent that my mortal remains Should return from Hell, to spread the disease I had when I lived. Money and success, you were my only reason
the innocent's murder? Ridiculous to believe that it's nothing to attest. But it is to believe that nothing can be done. These people are not machines. They're living
beneath our feet. Is it ridiculous to believe that killing the innocent is murder? but it is to believe that nothing can be done. These people are not machines, they're living