Pull the tree up
You have had your touchdown
You have your result
Your big brother runs on your address
You wanna put your rafts on this side
You are the world
Cuz I give obsession without you
Take me down
These are wasted years
These are the fallen years
Close to one orange in your stag
one orange in your stag
After running out
Walk in on both of us
You try to get on the right side of the track
Cuz if you are not stand the word of fire
Drink a lot and drink up
To assess the word of fire
These are wasted years
These are the fallen years
Close to one orange in your stag
Where no one clap bad
Where no one clap bad
We had to take a turn
We had to take a turn
I can’t stand this
This life
This life
These are wasted years
These are the fallen years
Close to one orange in your stag
Where no one clap bad
Where no one clap bad