- Ronnie James Dio -      Now I fall deep in, when I shut my eyes I see faces    the traumas stopped and now I'm in another tight place    --- the cracker is on the brain   I look at Will and he feels the same   and I say my god, how come she don't love me?       I don't know why she never gimme gimme gimme love    I don't know why she never gimme gimme gimme love    hip hop don't stop       the shallow water, ravers are for real, time to come   control my temper, so i never turn my palm   this shits designer so I won't complain    I look and Craig and he feels the same and I stop       Now I fall deep in when I open my eyes I can only see space    shut your mouth I give in I see your face    better get my backpack it's time to leave    I'm gonna go with my homie Steve down to Florida    he's got all the chorts there    pick it up pick it up pick it up       I lost control and it's all because of you    I lost control and it's all because of you       here we go here we go here we go       Chris Dumm has got the grilled cheese    talkin' bout the Chris Dumm   I'm talkin' bout the Chris Dumm      till I'm laid to rest    ---- theres no life in the east uh    I know the west is the best    the propaganda been spread    tounges will half to confess uh    till I'm laid to rest    ---- theres no life in the east uh