We ain't going to the town

We're going to the city

Gonna track this shit around

And make

Show me the dirt pile

And I will pray that the soul can take

Three stowaways

Vanish

Rosemary

Heaven restores you in life

You're coming with me

Through the aging, the fearing, the strife

It's the smiling on the package

It's

Through the storms and the light

Baby, you stood by my side

And life is wine

But there are days in this life

When

Touch your thighs, I'm the lonely one

Remember that last sweat, because that was the right one

Oh, all your mysteries are moving in the sun

I show

I had seven faces

Thought I new which one to wear

But I'm sick of spending these lonely nights

Training

I have a sequin for an eye

Pick a rose and hide my face

This is a bandit's life

It comes

How are things on the west coast?

I hear you're moving real fine

You wear those shoes like a dove

Now strut those shoes

Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to

That is all that I can do

You are a past sinner, the last winner,

I'm timeless like a broken watch

And make money like Fred Astaire

I see that you've come to resist me

I'm a pitbull