| A | B |
|---|
| I want to lay you down | On a bed of roses |
| I know when I die | You'll be on my mind |
| Sitting here wasted and wounded | At this old piano |
| New Jersy to Tokyo | You got to raise your hands |
| Help me lay my cards out on the table | Your mine and I'm yours for the taking |
| Gonna take more than a doctor to prescribe a remidy | I got lots of money but it isn't what I need |
| Superman don't fly | They did it all with strings |
| Only God would know the reasons | But he must of had a plan |
| You paint your smile on your lips | Blood red nails on her finger-tips |
| Different light every night | Garenteed to blow your mind |
| I know you know you you've had some good times | But they have their own hiding place |
| Sometimes you sleep | Sometimes it's not for days |
| Young and wired, set to explode in the heat | You won't tire, cause baby we're born with the beat |
| We gotta hold on to what we got | It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not |
| Tell me baby, when I hurt you | Do you keep it all inside |
| My name is Jim where did I go wrong | My lifes a bargin basement, all the goo s**ts gone |
