I bellycrawl through the city of sin, the state of the art The summer of my discontent, the fall of my heart I’m ready for the masquerade and faded, jaded from the start Sedated motley crusader, unafraid to wait and play my part If I’m made in the shade of my Creator, tell me where’s the Maker’s mark? Parade of now and later haters passing by me in the dark And Lord I know I should be learning from the Sermon on the Mount But the devil on my shoulder’s telling me to leave a bodycount I’ve been around the mountain, seen the Valley of the Dolls Chasing Long Tall Sally and the Demon Alcohol They got 99 bottles of beer up on the wall And I got 99 problems so I’m gonna drink ‘em all And ladies love me ‘cause they think I’m a pretty boy toy But I’m closer to Pretty Boy Floyd, I’m an outlaw Before you dare admire me, take a closer look Honey, welcome to my diary, welcome to the Jungle Book So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome Is that the angels singing or the ringing of the telephone? So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome I think I hear you knocking, baby, nobody’s home (Nobody’s) Home in the Hollywood Hills, they’re doing blow in Chateau bungalows They got their Guns N’ Roses, overdosing in the afterglow I hear the voice of reason creeping through the stereo And I’m leaping out the window, screaming “Yo, Geronimo, leggo my ego” A crowd of people waiting down below, they want a hero Cause they can’t take another gigolo, another zero Cause we have read the writing on the stalls And we know we're gonna fall, jungle gonna kill us all So crawl baby doll, go where eagles dare to fly Be aware of the stars and infinity on high Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die Screaming lions and tigers and bears, oh my! I no longer admire my own reflection in the vanity A sabretooth tiger tearing at my own humanity Or can it be the jungle’s making a man of me, who knows? Wrote a song about it, wanna hear it? Here it go… So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome Is that the angels singing or the ringing of the telephone? So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome I think I hear you knocking, baby, nobody's home Why do kingdoms fall and nations crumble? (It’s the law of the jungle, it’s the law of the jungle) Why do bad men rise and good men stumble? (It’s the law of the jungle, it’s the law of the jungle) What is this new folly, little dreamer of dreams? We’ll clothe the emperor in roses that we painted for the Queen Let the dead wolf speak, let the trumpet ringer blow And we’ll tumble like the walls of Jericho I was raised by the wolves, now I’m hunted by the pack They got me running through the jungle with a monkey on my back A lack of satisfaction led me to abandon jungle law Now I’ve got the eagle by the talon, got the tiger by the claw And my philosophy will shock a flock of seagulla to the wall Screaming, “Ollie. ollie, oxen free, I’m coming for you all” And now this animal’s a part of me, I thought you oughta know Welcome to the jungle, welcome to the show So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome Is that the angels singing or the ringing of the telephone? So welcome to the jungle book Take a second look, grab the hook before we fly away One shot, two shots to the dome I think I hear you knocking, baby, nobody’s home

I send a loveletter through the razor wire While the caged birds sing like a gospel choir, under hostile fire We are lost vampires in our funeral attire on a cemetery high And it's hotter than Texas in July In the wreckage of abandone­­d lives secondhand alibis and ex-wives Please God, get me home before the magic dies Cause I realize there’s a man behind the curtain And I’m certain that he’s working 9 to 5 to survive And keep his dreams alive and feed a family of five With no car to drive, when all hope has died And his thoughts collide, he can’t hide He’s so sick of this cheap disguise It’s not what it seems Kinda like the way you wear glasses though your eyes are fine It’s a beautiful lie She was Aphrodite with a Bowie knife carving her initials in the afterlife And it’s my first night at Fight Club, so I guess I gotta fight Like a broken glass on the underpass, like a teardrop in the sea Like a firefly in the Vegas night, you dont seem to notice me It’s supposed to be love But I’m flying without the “f” If I don’t say I gave it all ‘til I got nothing left And I know this lonely road we travel on Cause I call it home, baby you’re a tiger You’re a survivor And I know this lonely road we travel on But you’re not alone You’re a survivor Baby, you’re a tiger in a tropical storm Surprise! Now you find yourself on a road less traveled Thoughts unraveled, my Adams apple drops like a judge’s gavel Here you are again in that cocktail dress, and I confess It’s nothing less Than the most intense form of loneliness to be second best But I digress We undressed on the mezzanine A "Pretty Hate Machine" meets "A Love Supreme" And somewhere in between these hopes and dreams These hearts they came apart, torn at the seems To be the king and queen of impossible things And now she’s “Gone With the Wind,” I call her Scarlett O’hara She’s running like her mascara, I feel like “Cliché” Gueverra A parachute that never opened, it’s the end of an era She stared into my Labyrinth of sins, turn back Sarah This affair has got a price and I could never understand That she was stuck with Peter Pan While mice and men were making plans "Paradise Lost" in between these hourglass sands She couldn’t stay in Neverland, she’s slipping through my Scissorhands The American dream it seems to me Is a pretty wife who’s silent when her husband cheats The pain of seeing too clearly And the loss of youth Is a small price to pay For the absolute truth Women were built to suffer That’s why they need constant declarations of love Marriage isn’t something we do now and then Except in America And I know this lonely road we travel on Cause I call it home, baby you’re a tiger You’re a survivor And I know this lonely road we travel on But you’re not alone You’re a survivor Baby you’re a tiger And I know this lonely road we travel on Cause I call it home, baby you’re a tiger You’re a survivor And I know this lonely road we travel on But you’re not alone You’re a survivor Baby you’re a tiger in a tropical storm

What fresh hell is this? All ye voyeurs and narcissists We are the bastard children of a thousand love songs Children set free in the wild Honey child, I’m a napalm serenade ready for the epilogue Bottle rocket baby, I’m a sinner in the synagogue Idiot savant, really I’m a dilettante But tonight I can be anything thing that I want Step one, I connect and inject a directive Right into the neck of the digital collective And once infected it’ll spread like a flame Can’t reign or contain the information in my veins I’m a counter-culture vulture circling cowboys on the plain Of the world wide web or wild wild west You know to me it’s all the same And all around the Starfleet they coming out they carseats And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that After midnight all these hearts are turning digital Forgive the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts no longer physical Long live the children of the cloud Hey you get off my cloud I’m endowed with the right to take a virtual life We hashtag these bodybags and smoke Instagrams While we can, got the world in the palm of my hand I’ll be damned, I’m a dominatrix with a fix Yeah, we’re living in the Matrix, I think I saw a glitch This attraction isn’t natural, it’s actually a trap So you got a broken heart? Well theres an app for that Now do you want it? I don’t know Do you need it? Maybe so It’s WTF OMG TMI LMFAO We put the "end" in "friends" and t put the "lie" in believe And then we dangle from the mangled tangled web we weave And I concede that I’m a bitter politician, digital aborigine Original magician, switching with the ace up in my sleeve And all around the Starfleet they coming out they're carseats And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that After midnight all these hearts are turning digital Forgive the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts no longer physical Long live the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts will start a ritual Forgive the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts will need a miracle Long live the children of the cloud Clouds overhead and it looks like rain Now the sky gonna cry are you not entertained So ladies grab your fellas Fellas grab your umbrellas Sing it loud We are the children of the cloud Clouds overhead and it looks like a storm No shelter from the Helter Skelter Here to keep us warm So ladies grab your fellas Fellas grab your umbrellas Sing it loud We are the children of the cloud What fresh hell is this? A bonfire for the arsonist We are the poster children for a thousand swan songs Children set free in the cloud Sing it loud, I’m an artificial heartthrob Armed with a megabomb Dead man moonwalking Talking revolution And all around the Starfleet they're coming out they carseats And looking for a heartbeat, don’t they know that After midnight all these hearts are turning digital Forgive the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts no longer physical Long live the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts are turning digital Forgive the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts no longer physical Long live the children of the cloud After midnight all these hearts will start a ritual Take off the dress and live it loud After midnight all these hearts will need a miracle Long live the children of the cloud

It’s a dangerous liaison, got my phaser set to stun These are the days of wine and razors at the age of twenty-one Could I be infinite? Could I be everything I dreamed? Or will I get pulled back through the cracks and trapped Attracted like a tractor beam? I’m in between a rock, shot clock and a guillotine A fiend for the silver screen since I was barely seventeen Making love behind elevator doors, between floors Living in the Big Apple but I’m rotten to the core I’m twenty-four, and I’m headed for the war Like a bull to the matador Falling, spralling down on a double edged sword Then bleeding out and crawling back for more And if memory serves I’m an alcoholic Well, if I’m not, then I’m drinking a lot And I forgot about the, whatchamacallit? Placing bids on burial plots No pot of gold where the rainbow hits the ground It’s the city of the angels, baby, not a halo around Forget the names of the flames and the pain And all the little things you lost Just get the fame at any cost…yeah Then it creeps up on ya Kinda like the sunrise in California You got it made from the cradle to the grave If the rhythm is the master, baby, maybe you’re a slave And you know we tried to warn ya Cause nothing hurts like California You got it made from the cradle to the grave Who needs a savior if there’s nothing here to save? It’s a dangerous liaison, got my phaser set to killI’m twenty-seven, south of heaven, and you’re looking for a thrill Could I be infinite? Could I be everything you dreamed? Christian Grey or Christian greater, maybe something in between? I mean, I’ve seen a lot of papers and a lot of magazines But you’re the hottest thing floating in those painted-on jeansBut the finer things don’t mean a thing to the queen Here, follow me to the ocean and I’ll show you what I mean And what a scene, when they found her body washed up on the shore And all the paparazzi Nazis crowded around her like a corpse Of course, I was a million miles away in a Hollywood hotel With a fellow libertine, a hot young thing, we called her Jezebel And what the hell, I may as well embellish this as well You tell me I’m a different person, but it doesn’t ring a bell So if you need me, baby, better telephone the catacombs Cause I’m better off alone…yeah Then it creeps up on ya Kinda like the sunrise in California You got it made from the cradle to the grave If the rhythm is the master, baby, maybe you’re a slave And you know we tried to warn ya Cause nothing hurts like California You got it made from the cradle to the grave Who really needs a savior when there’s nothing here to save? And oh, the lies we told How we would never grow up and we’d never grow old But we sure grew cold, got bought and sold Hello operator, help me Heartbeats on hold And oh, the songs we sing Of unspoken promises and broken wings And it stings how we sold our soul for the silver and gold Hello operator, help me Heartbeats on hold It’s a dangerous liaison, got my phaser set to love Yeah I’m in my dirty thirties looking for answers from above Like, am I infinite? Or am I just a poet’s dream? Meaning, if you say you love me I’ll I believe in anything I’m on a wing and a prayer, and yeah, sometimes I wanna be a star Not the kind you see on t.v., but you wish on from afar So forget the spot and hit me with a shot of moonlight Cause I got it all together now, right? Right? Then it creeps up on ya Kinda like the sunrise in California You got it made from the cradle to the grave If the rhythm is the master, baby, maybe you’re a slave And you know we tried to warn ya Cause nothing burns like California You got it made from the cradle to the grave Who really needs a savior when there’s nothing here to save? And oh, the lies we told How we would never grow up and we’d never grow old But we sure grew cold, got bought and sold Hello operator, help me Heartbeats on hold And oh, the songs we sing Of unspoken promises and broken wings And it stings how we sold our soul for the silver and gold Hello operator, help me...

Welcome to the future, where everyone is famous for 15 seconds Above it all guard your heart My dearly departed Before they take it and shake it and break it and make it A faceless work of art Before the venomous enemy sends another friend to tear it apart Before you lose yourself around the bend And end before you start I was a melancholy bounty hunter living inside of a dream A fiend, the afterlife of the party The boy who killed the king And I wanted to be a better man but I got lost along the way I got a fistful of silver and a kiss to betray We used to be one nation under God I guess He got in the way, but hey With all of our might, we’re still gonna fight Who needs Him anyway? If I could pray today, I’d pave the way and stop my own decay Turn my wrong to right, the dark to light But no one can show me the way Cause they’re so wrapped up in themselves they’re mummified Pride got ‘em Christ found His bride dead A suicide at rock bottom And I still believe in God, I think it’s just a shame That in 2,000 years they won’t remember your name, sing All around the world today they know my name And I’ll never be the same Still the wind gonna blow and you and I both know The party’s over so we gotta go I held the rain I felt the pain And I’ll never be the same Still the band played on and they were singing our song And you and I sang along, sing Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo And I’ll never be the same But I’m glad you came To help me celebrate the death of a household name, sing Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo And I’ll never be the same But I’m glad you came To help me celebrate the death of a household name Is everybody tucked in? The celebration is about to begin Of all the gin joints in the world You stumbled and tumbled into mine Fumbling for your keys and leaving the scene of the crime Believing the line that all men are swine And created equally blind, defined She gave back the ring and everything but can’t get back the time Because weeks turn to months, months turn to years Years turn to tears, tears turn to beers, beers turn to Everclear She gave up her school, forget a job or career But when she met the other woman it became crystal clear And now we’re here, right or wrong You know the song remains the same She can’t change the past, she can only change her name And do the walk of shame around the chalk line of an old flame If we can’t blame each other we can blame it on the rain It ain’t gonna rain no more no more It ain’t gonna rain no more It ain’t gonna rain no more no more It ain’t gonna rain no more Chorus Hello...Maybe...Everything Above it all weather the storm Cause even when you want to quit You gotta muster up the grit To carry on And must admit your faults and failures Stitch a heart forever torn A rose by any other name Will still remain among the thorns I was adorned in Technicolor, shades of gray and braggadocio The caterpillar turned to Godzilla over Tokyo Pinnochio became a real boy like he should Then he popped a fist of molly and he moved to Hollywood I was addicted to the rhythm Self-inflicted masochism Then I felt the thunderclap of the boom-baptism Tell my mom and dad I love them, and the quest ain’t in vain Call all we ever wanted to be Was a household name

Stay in the car, hit the locks If I’m not back in 10 minutes tops, call the cops And tell 'em they cant be stopped Cadavers in coffeeshops I prefer my undead with a little bit of life They march like an Army of Darkness Through Arkham Asylum with kryptonite crosses But I will not help you foster this apocalypse I got the key, so listen to me I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo The hills are alive with the sound of these slaves Who don’t know the airwaves are gold plated graves But they sing and they dance and they sway and obey and decay While these forces set torches ablaze So what are the chances that we’ll ever thrive In a beehive where the best you can do is survive? Tonight, I need you to stay here, stay alive And maybe these lips will collide Just give me a shot I’ll climb the antennae to radio freedom And lead 'em to victory Ready or not Cause they got the money and power The hour of reckoning beckoning Give it to God Cause I’m on the side of the angels But I know my demons too well And they like it hot So give me the lighter, I'll set em on fire And watch 'em burn brighter, get higher I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up But I can't seem to drown out the sound I think I'm surrounded, it's satellite down Stereoblivion Vivien Leigh in a "Streetcar for Hire" I turn the radio up But I hear no one honest It's dark but the dawn us upon us They’ve broken their promise So we’ve got to harness The underground’s burning So pass it around Hey! Open the door! The levee has broken They’ve spoken We’re not safe here anymore They’ve got us cornered like animals Some kind of cannibals Bearing their teeth and their mandibles Hannibal Lecter got nothing on this kind of violence The silence of man is a curse We're caught in the friction of this new addicition Our own crucifixion So ready the hearse So what are the chances that we'll ever see Past the dirt and the dust and the smoke and debris? They keep shoving these jokes down our throat 'til we choke Can't you see we're surrounded? It's just you and me They're coming in fast But the car ain't gonna drive I syphoned the tank and threw gas on the hive But I need you to stay here with me, stay alive And maybe these hips will collide I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo I turn the radio up but all I can hear is the echo

Please don’t feed me black eyed peas I still remember that smell, cocoa butter and tea leaves And Michael Jackson jackets with the zippers up the sleeve Watching daytime dramas whenever momma would leave I was hanging from a tire swing in The Giving Tree In the Dixieland summer, it was 1983 And everything was beautiful and nothing hurt but our knees Digging in the dirt while she worked and made us grilled cheese And if we’d read the instructions she’d make us blueberry muffins And mama paid her every day because she had next to nothing We gave her snuff on holidays, took her home around the way Burning tires in the yard to keep the spirits away And I know sounds like a Confederate cliché Three little white boys raised by a black maid It’s a part of my childhood, something I would never trade These moments slip away But memories never fade I remember that church on the day you died It was a celebration and nobody cried Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright But I swear tonight I’m gonna see those lights Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright But I swear tonight I’m gonna make it right That boy became a man, that man became a song It was a tale of love and loss and dark and light and right and wrong Through the mountains and the valleys, city sidewalks and the alleys He would ricochet, but someday he would find himself nostalgic For the little things, tire swings, hello maybe everything Jello pudding, pop rocks, tin cans on a string Running through the forest to the chorus of birds Singing songs to the heavens, yeah, without a single word But I’m gonna find a way, I’ll find a way To get back to him someday I’m gonna find a way, I’ll find a way Everything’s gonna be OK We go round and round and round and round and round and round Like a record ‘til we all fall down But I still see her face when I look up at the sky Yeah I still hear Bessie saying “don’t you cry” Shhh…honey child, don’t you cry… Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright But I swear tonight I’m gonna see those lights Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright But I swear tonight I’m gonna make it right Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright But I swear tonight I’m gonna make it right Bestella These hearts were born to roam It’s a long way home Alright, alright, alright, here we go (Long way home) Brothers and sisters, I wanna rock right now (long way home) Brothers and sisters, I wanna rock right now (long way home) Brothers and sisters, I wanna rock right now (it’s a long way home)Brothers and sisters, I wanna rock right now (long way home)

It was all a dream, I woke up screaming in a Yellow Submarine Underwater where treasured daughters slowly turn to drama queens I’m feeling seasick in the mainstream, I need some Dramamine I’m here to make a scene, know what I mean? I’m dressed up to the nenes, I mean the nines "Love is What I Got", so call me Sublime I feel like INXS, I must confess, you’re "One of My Kind" And I must be out of my mind to tangle with this madamoiselle Now it’s a one night standoff in a Vegas hotel She was at the bar doing Jager bombs the size of the Death Star And I’m an urchin, soul-searching through the swamps of Dagobah I thought that I was bulletproof, my heart was made of Kevlar But now I’m flying like Tracy Chapman in a Fast Car, Nascar Her guard up like the Kremlin, window shopping, never buying Notches in her bedpost like Gremlins, yeah they’re steady multiplying It’s alright, ma, I’m only sighing, ain’t no crying though I’m Lion-O, I wanna hear the Thundercats say “ho!” I want next year’s model in last year’s bottle Be careful what you wish because it’s coming full throttle These old heartaches become new mistakes These new mistakes become little earthquakes She was the Princess Bride, I can’t hide the pain I’m like Prince, yeah she left me standing in the Purple Rain I gotta whole lotta love, now it’s falling from the sky This is what it sounds like when doves lie I saw your face last night on the radio I saw your face last night on the radio Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of love In a melancholy Maserati with somebody to shove I wasn’t smoking and drinking, yeah I was too busy thinking About how the truth can kill like John Wilkes Booth did Lincoln This ship is sinking, ran aground into a bank of sand I feel like Ron Burgundy, yeah I need an anchor, man Cause if you’re just a talker, yeah then I don’t even bother It’s like Skywalker on Maury Povich, saying “Darth, you are not the father” She stole my heart, now there’s a hole in my soul I guess the blues had a baby and they called it rock n’ roll This ain’t Maybach music, this is payback music and I use it If you choose it, love is like a bomb, defuse it, don’t abuse it Cause you’ll lose it, I’m just trying to be the beast, I mean the best The one who flew over the cuckoo’s nest, I won’t settle for less This is the Genesis of bliss, an Invisible Touch I’m the Incredible Hulk and you’re my latest gamma crush I want next year’s model in last year’s bottle Be careful what you wish because it’s coming full throttle These old heartaches become new mistakes These new mistakes become Alabama Shakes She was the Princess Bride, I can’t hide the pain I’m like Prince, yeah she left me standing in the Purple Rain I gotta whole lotta love, now it’s falling from the sky This is what it sounds like when doves lie I saw your face last night on the radio Warp speed, Number 1, make it so I saw your face last night on the radio I gotta go, this radiator ‘bout to blow Nightfall in Babylon and we’re just babbling on and on We’re rabble rousers, singing songs like Robert Plant, we Ramble On With our tambourynes, I mean our tambourines we'll shake the sun Cause we're gamblers yeah we know when to talk And we know when to run Don’t fake it, we’re not gonna take it, Twisted Sister, Mister Mister I’ll Take These Broken Wings and sing until you get the picture Lloyd Dobbler, I’ll Say Anything, I’m out here on your block With my boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boombox I want next year’s model in last year’s bottle Be careful what you wish because it’s coming full throttle These old heartaches become new mistakes These new mistakes become little earthquakes She was the Princess Bride, I can’t hide the pain I’m like Prince, yeah she left me standing in the Purple Rain I gotta whole lotta love, now it’s falling from the sky This is what it sounds like when doves lie I want next year’s model in last year’s bottle Be careful what you wish because it’s coming full throttle These old heartaches become new mistakes These new mistakes become Alabama Shakes She was the Princess Bride, I can’t hide the pain I’m like Prince, yeah she left me standing in the Purple Rain I gotta whole lotta love, now it’s falling from the sky This is what it sounds like when doves lie I saw your face last night on the radio I saw your face last night on the radio I saw your face last night on the radio I saw your face on the radio

Dis-moi, qu’y a-t-il derrière ce regard vide? Que vois-tu? On dit que la vérité te libère Ferme la porte, avale la clé Welcome to the world of the plastic and spastic Elastic hearts that trip the light fantastic A classic massacre, Jurassic Park They running wild in the kingdom, Disney after Dark No bark, but the bite of a shark Spitting sharp darts, but they missing the mark We embark on a mission from God to set 'em straight And shake the fake snakes 'til they break They rolled out the red carpet and we ran right through it We aint come here in a Caddy, man, we came here in a Buick And I knew it they full of it The wool they gonna pull it Grooving like a moving target in the market for a bullet Got the shotgun blues and brand new tattoos On the level with the devil, got nothing left to lose Place bids and bets like rap Russian Roulette But I'm a poet, not a rapper, you ain't seen nothing yet Looking for A Love Supreme like chasing Jason Bourne Heavy is the head that wears the crown of thorns The secrets we keep weigh us down like concrete Sleeping with the fish, make a wish in the deep That no one would know what goes on below Rock Pandora’s boombox, on with the show Need a personal Jesus like Depeche Mode Down the long and winding road, I let 'em know Sometimes it gets so dark, and you're feeling Like a Roman candle looking for a spark Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Sometimes it gets so hard And youre feeling like a house of cards You might fall apart Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Just because you've become a young man, now There's still some things that you don't understand I’ve seen a million pretty girls and they all look the same I just want one with soul and an amplified brain She could teach me things and I could teach her back Put a candle to her heart and make her pulse react In fact Jack, let's get down to the brass tacks Crack walls, make 'em fall like stocks on the NasDaq Pack heat rat-tat-tat Blowing holes in their sould like rock n roll aint never heard of "Rap Attack" Lost faith in a black Cadillac When my parachute failed I took up arms like Iraq Rebelled, repelled down the wishing well, stole back my nickels Got skeletons? I will never tell We take take litte dreams, try to make them more Playing fiddle in the middle of a war But riddle me this as smoke creeps under the door What happens when you get the thing you would die for? Sometimes it gets so hard And youre feeling like a battle scar upon the boulevard Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Sometimes it gets so dark And youre feeling like a bleeding heart Up in a pool of sharks Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Don’t give it up to me but give it up to God Everybody gotta rise from the gutter and debris Baby, float like a butterfly, sting like a bee Take these regrets and make them history Then lock the door, swallow the key If it was up to me, I’d tear down the sky Step right into hell, look the devil in the eye Take back everything that he stole from me Then lock the door, swallow the key Just because you've become a young man, now There's still some things that you don't understand So follow me, I'm a felon with a skeleton key Open up your ribcage, set your heart free Im a work of art, a part of something greater than a man A Joker brushstroked by the Master's hand I was an empty kind of vessel, hollow body guitar One foot in the gutter and the other n the stars Without His love, I won’t get very far Damn right I’m gonna show my scars, see? Ces squelettes ils dansent Pas d’introduction ou d’adieu Seul l’amour dans le chaos Bonjour est peut-être tout

Hello, maybe I’m a star Or maybe I'm a bridge too far Just another cable car with scar On the boulevard of broken dreams These fugazi frauds will take advantage of our crazy hearts If we let 'em You and I have always been the underdogs Our inner dialogues are jihads But we try so hard So bring me that horizon Or a hooker that accepts memorized credit cards Just kidding Every end is a beginning and we’re in the ninth inning But we sit here grinning and sinning While the totem keeps spinning Making sure it’s not a dream, an "Inception" scene Is it real or is it Maybelline? Were pilots in the stone temple Flies in the Vasoline I went berzerk like Wolverine But I’m coming clean (know what I mean?) I remember those New York nights and those LA dawns The big city lights and those country farms And how I woke heartbroken to the sound of alarms Couldn't take it so I cut the tattoo from my arm It reminded me of that Semi-Charmed Life Standing at the gates of heaven with a switchblade knife St. Peter with a heater telling me to think twice (Boy, you better think twice) But every morning I wake up, take up, shake up These cobwebs from my head Take the halo from my bed And I chase butterflies and the words I said Around the table like a fable that I read as a kid Uncovering things once hid And these demons come up from below to take my God-given glow But they wont, so I sing Hello maybe everything The songs we sing Will be an offering for days spent in between The friction of our hopes and dreams Hello maybe everything The songs we sing Will be the only gifts we have fit for a king So hello maybe everything Hello Hello Maybe everything will be alright Maybe we could fall in love tonight And hitch our wagon to a satellite Catch a falling star, realize who we are Just rebels without applause and I pause because I've seen the roses turn blue In the presence of her crimson lips And her fingertips And I’d love to tell her how I feel but I am not equipped I'm just an anchor on a sinking ship Every day I wake up, take up. shake up this blood inside my pen And I run to where I end and where you begin I can't pretend, you're my only friend And I don't want this book to end, I want another chapter I want the dead lovers of the world to heart our laughter Rise to the rafters While we dance happily ever after These hearts shoot sparks and champagne rainbows But never quite work the same You’ll always be my New York skyline I’ll always be your acid rain This eternal flame will keep burning And the world will keep turning Wild horses will never be tamed Still I remain Cause I’ve been through hell But I cant complain That’s why I sing Hello maybe everything The songs we sing Will be an offering for days spent in between The friction of our hopes and dreams Hello maybe everything The songs we sing Will be the only gifts we have fit for a king So hello maybe everything Hello Hello Hello