Can't stop addicted to the shin dig  chop Top he says I'm gonna win big  choose not a life of immitation  Distant cousin to the reservation  defunkt the pistol that you pay for  this punk the feeling that you stay for  in time I want to be your best friend  eastside love is living on the westend  Knocked out but boy you better come to  don't die you know the truth is some do  go write your message on the pavement  burining so bright I wonder what the wave meant  White heat is screaming in the jungle  Complete the motion if you stumble  go ask the dust for any answers  Come back strong with 50 belly dancers    The world I love  the tears I drop  to be part of  the wave can't stop  ever wonder if it's all for you  the world I love  the trains I hop  to be part of  the wave can't stop  come and tell me when it's time to    Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone  so smart she's leading me to ozone  Music the great communicator  use two sticks to make it in the nature  I'll get you into penetration  the gender of a generation  the birth of every other nation  worth your weight the gold of meditation  This chapter's going to be a close one  smoke rings I know you're going to blow one  all on a spaceship persevering  use my hands for everything but steering  Can't stop the spirits when they need you  Mop tops are happy when they feed you  J. butterfly is in the treetop  birds that blow the meaning into bebop    The world I love  the tears I drop  to be part of  the wave can't stop  ever wonder if it's all for you  the world I love  the trains I hop  to be part of  the wave can't stop  come and tell me when it's time to    wait a minute i'm passing out   win or lose  just like you  far more shocking than   anything i ever knew  how about you  ten more reasons why   i need somebody new  just like you  far more shocking than   anything i ever knew  right on cue  ***SOLO***    Can't stop addicted to the shin dig  chop Top he says I'm gonna win big  choose not a life of immitation  Distant cousin to the reservation  defunkt the pistol that you pay for  this punk the feeling that you stay for  in time I want to be your best friend  eastside love is living on the westend  Knocked out but boy you better come to  don't die you know the truth is some do  go write your message on the pavement  burining so bright I wonder what the wave meant  Kick start the golden generator  sweet talk but don't intimidate her  can't stop the Gods from engineering  feel no need for any interfering  your image in the dictionary  this life is more than ordinary  can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these  coming from a space  to teach you of the pliedes  can't stop the spirits when they need you  this life is more than just a read thru