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This page features "Walkin' on the sun" "All Star" "Can't Get Enough of You Baby" "Then the Morning Comes" and "Road Man"

"Walkin' on the Sun"

It ain't no joke, I'd like to buy the world a toke. And teach the world to

sing in perfect harmony. And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars.

Hey I know it's just a song but it's spice for the recipe.

This is a love attack, I know it went out but it's back. It's just like

any fad, it retracts before impact. And just like fashion it's a passion for

for the with it and hip. If ya got the goods they'll come and buy it just

to stay in the clique.

CHORUS: So don't delay act now, supplies are running out. Allow, if you're

still alive, six to eight years to arrive. And if you follow, there may be

a tomorrow. But if the offer is shun, you might as well be walking on the sun.

Twenty five years ago, they broke out and they spoke out. Of depression and

opression and together they toked. And they folked out on guitars around a

bonfire, just singin' and clappin' man what the hell happened.

Some were spell bound, some were hell bound. Some they fell down and some

got back up and fought back 'gainst the meltdown. And their kids are hippie

chicks and hypocrites because fashion is smashin', the true meaning of it.

CHORUS

It ain't no joke when a mamma's handkercheif is soaked. With her tears

because her baby's life has been revoked. The bond is broke up, so choke up

on the close up. Mr. Wizard can't perform no God-like hocus pocus.

So don't sit back, kick back, and watch the world get bushwacked. News at

10:00, your neighborhood is under attack. Put away the crack before the

crack puts you away. You need to be there when your babies are old enough

to relate.

CHORUS

"All Star"

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me. I ain't the sharpest tool

in the shed. She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb,

in the shape of an "L" on her forehead.

BRIDGE: Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming, fed to the

rules and I hit the ground running. Didn't make sense not to live for fun,

your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do so much to see,

so what's wrong with taking the back streets? You'll never know if you don't

go, you'll never shine if you don't glow.

Hey now you're an all star, get your game on, go play. Hey now, you're a

rock star get the show on, get paid. And all that glitters is gold. Only

shooting stars break the mold.

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder. You¹re bundled up now, but wait 'til you get older. But the meteor men beg

to differ, judging by the hole in the satellite picture.

The ice we skate is getting pretty thin, the waters getting warm so you

might as well swim. My world's on fire how about yours, that's the way I

like it and I never get bored

CHORUS [2]

Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas, I need to get myself

away from this place. I said yep what a concept, I could use a little fuel

myself, and we could all use a little change.

BRIDGE

CHORUS [2]

"Can't Get Enough of You Baby" [Can't Hardly Wait]

I can’t get enough of you baby, I can’t get enough of you baby. Yes it’s

true, baby yes it’s true.

Whenever we kiss I get to feelin' like this, I get to wishin’ that there

were two of you. My heart cries out, "More baby!" It feels so nice, I want

your arms to wrap around me twice.

I can’t get enough of you baby, I can’t get enough of you baby. Right or

wrong. Baby, right or wrong.

When you had to go, I hated the thought. I only wish the night was twice as

long. My heart cries out, "More baby!" I love you so much, I wish that there

was more of you to touch.

I can’t get enough of you baby (Can’t get enough of you baby) I can’t get

enough of you baby.....yeah.

Whenever we kiss I get to feelin' like this. I get to wishin’ that there

were two of you. My heart cries out "More baby!" I love you so much, I wish

that there was more of you to touch.

I can’t get enough of you baby (Can’t get enough of you baby) I can’t get

enough of you baby (Can’t get enough of you baby) I can’t get enough of you

baby (Can’t get enough of you baby) I can’t get enough of you baby (Can’t

get enough of you baby) I can’t get enough of you baby.

"Then the Morning Comes"

Paint the town, take a bow. Thank everybody, you're gonna do it again. You are the few, the proud. You are the antibody, mind, soul and Zen.

And the world's a stage. And the world's a faze, and the end is near.

So push rewind, just in time. Thank anybody, you're gonna do it again.

The way that you walk. It's just the way that you talk like it ain't no thing.
And every single day is just a fling. Then the morning comes.

Take your knocks shake them off. Duck everybody, you're gonna take them again.
You are your foe, your friend. You are the paparazzi, you are the tragedian.

And the world's a craze. And the world's a faze, and the end is near.

So push rewind, just in time. Thank anybody you're gonna do it again.

The way that you walk. It's just the way that you talk like it ain't no thing.
And every single day is just a fling. Then the morning comes.

And when it comes it moves so slow. Kind of like it's saying "I told you so."
Looking back before she goes. Tomorrow's gonna hurt.

And the world's a stage. And the world's a faze, and the end is near.

So push rewind just in time. Thank anybody.

The way that you walk. It's just the way that you talk like it ain't no thing.
And every single day is just a fling. Then the morning comes.

"Road Man"

Road man, driving in the road van. He's got to beat the clock to the next town.
Road man, driving in the road van. I set up the sound system for the band. Road man, slow it down. And you will get there safe and sound. He says no no no the show must go on.

Road man, driving like a mad man. Breaking land speed records in the van. Road man, he don't mind police man. Leaving a trail of ripped up citations.

Road man slow it down, and you will get there safe and sound. He says no no no the show must go on.

Road man, heavy load. He's got to stop and smell the rose. Road man, he says no go.
I've got to be the king of the road.

Road man, didn't see the train man. Until it was too late to slow the van. Meanwhile the band is waiting for the road man, who was crushed by his beloved sound system.

Road man slow it down, and you will get there safe and sound. He says no no no the show must go on.