You're probably wondering why I'm here And so am I So am I Just as much as you wonder 'Bout me bein' in this place (yeah) That's just how much I marvel At the lameness on your face You rise each day the same old way And join your friends out on the street Spray your hair and think you're neat I think your life is incomplete But maybe that's not for me to say They only pay me here to play (I wanna hear Caravan with a drum sola!) You're probably wondering why I'm here And so am I So am I Just as much as you wonder 'Bout me starin' back at you (yeah) That's just how much I question The corny things you do You paint your face and then you chase To meet the gang where the action is Stomp all night and drink your fizz Roll your car and say, "Gee whiz!" You tore a big hole in your convertible top What will you tell your mom and pop? (Mom, I tore a big hole in the convertible) You're probably wondering why I'm here And so am I So am I Just as much as you wonder If I mean just what I say (yeah) That's just how much I question The social games you play You told your mom you're stoked on Tom And went for a cruise in Freddie's car Tommy's asking where you are You boogied all night in a cheesy bar Plastic boots and plastic hat And you think you know where it's at? Yeah You're probably wondering why I'm here (Not that it makes a heck of a lot of a difference to ya!)

I got 'em, I got 'em I got 'em (Zamn, Lamb, what you doin' with that?) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (Roll it up) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (Got my thing on me) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (Got it on me) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (I trap and I) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (And I drink, and I drink, drink) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (I got mine) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em (I got mine, do you got yours?) I got 'em, I got 'em, I got 'em I got all kinds All type of sticks and it ain't no lie Nigga wanna play, I'ma pull up with fire Draco, AR-15 with the beam on Y'all ain't gon' wanna play, bro You like stay home (Bro, you like stay home, yeah) Yeah, loaded full, loaded paper, loaded baked potato (Yeah) I got them young niggas ready to blaze ya Y'all niggas playin', I turn you to a vapor (Vapor) More and more money, more and more haters Sticks-R-Us, they know not to play with us Grown man shit, nigga, you's a dummy Smokin' crack rock, nigga, you's a junky (Junky) You like to fall off track, you's a flunky Back in the traphouse for me, I get money With this rap shit, nigga, I'm back to my gunnin' Got my chains on, nigga ain't taking nothin' In the booth turned up, nigga, I got money Tryna have this bitch lit from Monday through Sunday Loaded, loaded, bank account got paper Loaded, loaded Glock for my hater Pop in your house like I'm Freddy Krueger Young nigga, Glock with the Ruger, ooh I don't really like to do the Rugers, ooh Some of y'all niggas do what they gotta do And they like to do what they gotta do Paid 'em in full just to come and shoot Boy, you know you through, boy, you know you done And they got the gun, boy, you better run They don't wanna hear the gunfire They don't wanna see their partner die They don't wanna see their mama cry Pissin' on your grave when you die Got no remorse, no lie Get your get-back, yeah, pussy ass nigga But you can't, pussy nigga, 'cause you died, yeah (Ahaha) But you can't, pussy nigga, 'cause you died, yeah Yeah, I got my dawgs, man, put shit in the bowl They ain't ate in a minute, they'll shake ya, yeah, yeah In Beverly, nigga, this money don't make us, yeah, yeah Came from the hood, OG's didn't make us, yeah Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, nigga? (Yeah) What is they talking 'bout, Nothin', they bluffin' Talking 'bout money, but they ain't gettin' nothin' I can see it, nigga, you ain't doin' nothin' Look at your pockets, man, you ain't got nothin' I'm like, "Damn, bruh, that don't make no sense" You ain't got no money, not even fifty cents You can't buy no fucking cigarette or shit Talking 'bout beefin', man, put that to an end I cannot beef with no J, you not my friend I'ma chase the money if it ain't comin' in Play with more money than I ever did I had to cut 'em off, I found they wasn't in Keep me a money counter 'cause it print I'm thumbin' through money, thumbin' through this shit I got these hoes in the trap bent Thumb in her booty, Perc' kickin' in Hit her from the back, now I'm going in Suck me up, bitch had say hello to my friend Mini, mini, mini MAC-10 And the car black tint Late night, she suckin', fuckin' That ain't nothin' Thinking 'bout the time I had her with her friend I just reminisce Pop in your house like I'm Freddy Krueger Young nigga, Glock with the Ruger, ooh I don't really like to do the Rugers, ooh Some of y'all niggas do what they gotta do And they like to do what they gotta do Paid 'em in full just to come and shoot Boy, you know you through, boy, you know you done And they got the gun, boy, you better run They don't wanna hear the gunfire They don't wanna see their partner die They don't wanna see their mama cry Pissin' on your grave when you die Got no remorse, no lie Get your get-back, yeah, pussy ass nigga But you can't, pussy nigga, 'cause you died, yeah (Ahaha) But you can't, pussy nigga, 'cause you died, yeah

Long ago, but not so very long ago The world was different, oh yes it was You settled down and you built a town and made it live And you watched it grow, it was your town Time goes by, time brings changes, you change too Nothing comes that you can't handle, so on you go You never see it coming when the world caves in on you On your town, there's nothing you can do Main street isn't main street anymore Lights don't shine as brightly as they shone before Tell the truth, lights don't shine at all In our town Sun comes up each morning, just like it's always done Get up, go to work, start the day You open up for business that's never gonna come As the world rolls by a million miles away Main street isn't main street anymore No one seems to need us like they did before It's hard to find a reason left to stay But it's our town, love it anyway Come what may, it's our town

Moon River, wider than a mile I'm crossing you in style some day You dream maker, you heart breaker Wherever you're going I'm going your way Two drifters off to see the world There's such a lot of world to see We're after the same rainbow's end Waiting 'round the bend My huckleberry friend Moon River and me Two drifters off to see the world There's such a lot of world to see We're after the same rainbow's end It's waiting 'round the bend My huckleberry friend Moon River and me It's you and me

Well, the sun's not so hot in the sky today And you know I can see summertime slipping on away. A few more geese are gone, a few more leaves turning red, But the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed. So I'll be king and you'll be queen, our kingdom's gonna be this little patch of green. Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass? Won't you lie down with me now, September grass. Oh, the memory is like the sweetest pain. Yeah, I kissed the girl at a football game. I can still smell the sweat and the grass stains. We walked home together, I was never the same. But that was a long time ago, and where is she now? I don't know. Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass? Won't you lie down with me now, September grass. Oh, September grass is the sweetest kind, it goes down easy like apple wine. Hope you don't mind if I pour you some, made that much sweeter by the winter to come. Do you see those ants dancing on a blade of grass? Do you know what I know? That's you and me, baby. We're so small and the world's so vast, we found each other down in the grass. Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass? Won't you lie down with me now, September grass. Lie down, lie down, lie down, lie down. Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass? Won't you lie down with me now, September grass. Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass? Won't you lie down with me now, September grass...

I'm not smart enough for this life I've been livin' A little bit slow for the pace of the dream It's not that I'm ungrateful for all I've been given But nevertheless, just the same I wish to my soul I was back in Montana High on my mountain and deep in the snow Up in my cabin over the valley Under the blankets with you Over the ocean from here (oh) Over the mountains from there (oh) Who can imagine the scale of the forces That pushed this old mountain range up in the sky? Tectonic creation, erosion, mutation Somethin' to pleasure God's eye The world is a wonder of lightnin' and thunder And green of the ground as we fall from the sky The old and new faces, the tribes and the races Thousands of places to try Over the ocean from here (oh) Over the mountains from there (oh) One sits and waits while the other one wanders And squanders his time with a life on the road Down from the mountain, across the wide ocean The world is in motion and cannot be slowed Enough for today... the demands of the moment The thing on my mind is the work in my hand Wood for the woodstove and water for coffee Somethin' I can still understand We got a few friends but not many neighbors The trip into town takes us most of the day And after, "Hello", and "it's sure good to see you" It seems like there's nothin' to say Over the ocean from here

Hey girls, gather 'round Listen to what I'm putting down Hey baby, I'm your handy man I'm not the kind to use a pencil or rule I'm handy with love and I'm no fool I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can If your broken heart should need repair Then I'm the man to see I whisper sweet things, you tell all your friends They'll come running to me Here is the main thing that I want to say I'm busy 24 hours a day I fix broken hearts, I know that I truly can Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come Oh, now, they'll come running to me Here is the main thing I want to say I'm busy 24 hours a day I fix broken hearts, baby, I'm your handy man Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come, come Yeah, yeah, yeah Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah That's me (Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come) I'm your handy man (Yeah, yeah, yeah) That's me (Come-a, come-a, come-a, come-a, come, come) I'm your handy man (Yeah, yeah, yeah)