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Baby It's You

All these lights are changing
See them everywhere
 
In my veins like lightning
I don’t even care
 
And the crowd is heavy
I don’t wanna move
All these colours in me but all I see is you
 
And nothing else matters
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby It’s you
 
All these painted faces singing back to me
There’s an ocean here but you are all I see
 
And nothing else matters
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby it’s you
You
Baby It’s you
Baby it’s you
Baby it’s you
 

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Young Man

[Intro: Silas Timberlake & Jessica Biel]
Da-da
Da-da
Yeah, good job
 
[Chorus]
I said, young man
Sit down, let me tell you how it's s'posed to be
How they told me
I said, young man, if you wanna make God smile
Make plans, you've got to be ready
You don't understand, right now you're a young man
You gon' have to stand for something
 
[Verse 1]
Beautiful boy, got it from your momma
Damn, she look good, you might get a sister
By the time you get the picture
If you want a woman this good, gotta clear your system
And it's all right
If you need to cry, you've got my permission
You can do anything in the world if you listen
 
[Chorus]
Like a young man
Sit down, let me tell you how it's s'posed to be
How they told me
I said, young man, if you wanna make God smile
Make plans, you've got to be ready
You don't understand, right now you're a young man
But you gon' have to stand for something
 
[Verse 2]
We don't ever back down, don't back down
We don't have to act out, don't act out
And even when you fall, don't stay down
If you need me around, you know I stay down
And anywhere you go, you can go your own way
If you ask me how I know these things, remember I once was a
 
[Chorus]
Young man
Sit down, let me tell you how it's s'posed to be
How they told me
I said, young man, if you wanna make God smile
Make plans, you've got to be ready
You don't understand, right now you're a young man
But you gon' have to stand for something
 
[Bridge]
Someday somebody's gonna break your heart in two
And I'll be there
Someday you're gonna break somebody's heart
That's what we do
One day I'll be gone, son, but right now I'm home
No, you'll never be alone
Maybe someday you'll be talking to your own
Young man, yeah
You know your daddy's so proud of you
My little young man
Mama can't just get enough of you
My little young man, yeah
You know your daddy's so proud of you
My little young man, yeah
 
[Chorus]
I said, young man
Sit down, let me tell you how it's s'posed to be
How they told me
I said, young man, if you wanna make God smile
Make plans, you've got to be ready
You don't understand, right now you're a young man
You gon' have to stand for something
 
[Outro: Silas Timberlake & Jessica Biel]
Daddy
Is it daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Yeah, that's daddy
Say, 'I love you, daddy'
'I love you, daddy'
Sweet boy
 

Fuck'n Up

Snuck you out of your bedroom window-
Almost every night.
We'd park out front and watch the cars fly by.
Backseat lovers in a hurricane-
Never wanted to go home.
Back by five so your parents never know.

Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.
Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.

You let me sleep on your couch that winter-
At your college dorm,
When I didn't have the strength to move back home.
Your father offered me a job that summer-
At the family store.
Son, what are you wasting your life for?

Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.
Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.

Ohh-
Ohh.

Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.
Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.

Called you from so many hotel lobbies-
Always out on the road.
Oh, how all the years just come and go.
We had to sell the car last fall-
So you never made it to the shows.
Another reason why we cried
When we heard my song on the radio.

Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.
Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.

Oh, here's to growing up-
And never giving up, oh.

Oh, here's to growing up-
And always fuck'n up.
Ohh-
Ohh.
Ohh-
Ohh.
Ohh-
Ohh.
Ohh-
Ohh.

Too Much Monkey Business

Runnin' to and fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never failed in the mail, yet come a rotten bill
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Salesman talking to me tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week
Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked
Wants me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book
Ha, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Same thing every day, gettin' up, goin' to school
No need to be complainin', my objections overruled
Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail
I ought to sue the operator for tellin' me a tale
Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

I been to Yokohama, been a fightin' in the war
Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car
Ha, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks
Wipe the windows, check the tires, check the oil, dollar gas
Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business
I don't want your botheration, go away, leave me be

Too much monkey business for me

Roll tango

Father cried that hot summer day
Playing his accordion
Always making the crowds weep
Grandfather stumbles as he passes the hat around
Collecting the coins from each and every one
Enjoy the sound of a broken heart
 
When the arrow flies
'Splits' the apple of your eyes
Watch the strong man turn aside and flinch
Not knowing that outside the camp
Something wicked is on its way
Like a line of blood
In the palm reader's hand
 
No escape from a sideshow fate
No escape from a sideshow fate
There's no escape from a sideshow fate
Enjoy the taste of a broken rule
 
There's no escape from a sideshow life
 
Card tricks with passports
And the deck stacked against us
No one sees the mermaid crying in her tank
 
Behold the circus in the capitol
Perform their pickpocket spectacle
Sentenced to a tightrope life
We don't know the net's been sold
 
Under the spell of a gypsy's curse
Under the spell of a gypsy's curse
Under the spell of a gypsy's curse
Under the spell of a gypsy's curse
 
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Written by: Joey Burns, John Convertino, John Burns