CHORUS Here we go on the road That's all we have to know Cause we be steadily stomping at every show J put your hands up J pull your mic out And tear
With depravity, I break lots of gravity Blast past the atmosphere to the last frontier I go boldly through space and time The sky's the limit but they
This song goes out to all the ones with coke bottle glasses To all you lonely kids who were picked last in gym class We got your back, Are you up with
TGIF 'cause the stress ends soon Got your friends on your couch, your disc rocking tunes As you stand with your band in a room that is strewn With Zeus
Welcome everybody to our humble abode Like Ford to Orenthal, let's get the show on the road So turn down your lights and turn up your speakers Everybody
Check out the scene, we?re stuck in a tractor beam With the R-2 Unit and the whole Skinnee team From the moons of Endor, to the Land of Lando I take the
It was 5:45 on a Friday I was waitin' for a train goin' my way I stood packed on a platform in Brooklyn Where everybody's pushin', but nobody's lookin
Rumor has it that there's been a job botched That the ball's been dropped by hands made of blocks Blame bounces back and forth like a shuttlecock But
I'm coming home, I'm coming home I'm lickin' my wounds in hotel rooms Breathin' in fumes but I'll be there soon I'm lickin' my wounds in hotel rooms
Hey big J Did you read the headlines today Some are sayin that it's very odd People killing for the love of god Stop drop roll listen If you missed the
You tell me hey, big Daddy, you're looking like a million Flash a billion dollar smile, then change like a chameleon You talk dirty to make me come clean
It's in the air like pestilence spreading to the settlements Infecting residents trapped in irrelevance 'cause presidents - dead or alive - take precedence
Chorus One for the corner Two for the train Three for the kids with the beats on their brains Four for the sunshine that's blazing hot It's all we got
Majestic, you guessed it A natural born winner like Bruce Jenner You can stretch it but the Skinnee J is thinner Tim cues up the tape, here's a tip to
Baby come on, baby come on you and me baby Baby come on, we can ride our body's together And we can do whatever we want to do, so come on
for you tell me whats her name (JS) Sharon (Mr. Biggs) Where does she live (JS) Uhhh... (Mr. Biggs) Her mans name? (JS) Billy (Mr. Biggs) She got kids (JS
We can't even be friends 'cause every time I see you We be doing things that we should not be doing 'cause boy You got a girlfriend, girlfriend, even
I really enjoy ya Just hangin' out doing things I got a lot of love for ya No games ain't nothing changed Now why ya wanna call my cell Talkin' 'bout
