Ballad of an Old Man - Real Ones

(Going around in circles baby) (And I don't care where I go) I know, I'm going around in circles baby You know, I'm going around in circles Here I go And I don't care where you go I know, I'm going around in circles baby You know I'm going around in circles March 2nd, I was cursed I never felt felt my body hurt I'ma end up in a hearse By March 21st I know, I'm going around in circles baby You know, I'm going around in circles baby I wanna kill myself But I'm too big of a coward I have no self control I have no power You know, I'm going around in circles baby I know, I'm going around in circles baby I owe the government hella cash And I can't get it hella fast They 'gon take it out of my account And I'ma die broke I know, I'm going around in circles baby You know, I'm going around in circles baby I'ma die a broke man Not a cent in my hand 'Cause life ain't fair All kids beware You know, I'm going around in circles baby I know, I'm going around in circles baby I never met another one (Never met another one) And my face 'gon meet this gun (I don't care) And I don't care where I go And I don't care where you from Give me a sign

You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you You say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard, but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask, "Is this where it is?" And somebody points to you and says, "It's his" And you say, "What's mine?" And somebody else says, "Where what is?" And you say, "Oh, my God, am I here all alone?" But something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?" And you say, "Impossible", as he hands you a bone And something is happening here But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts among the lumberjacks To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway, they already expect you To all give a check to tax-deductible charity organizations Ah, you've been with the professors And they've all liked your looks With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooks You've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books You're very well read, it's well known But something is happening here And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels And without further notice he asks you how it feels And he says, "Here is your throat back, thanks for the loan" And you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Now, you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word "Now" And you say, "For what reason?" And he says, "How?" And you say, "What does this mean?" And he screams back, "You're a cow" "Give me some milk or else go home" And you know something's happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law against you comin' around You should be made to wear earphones 'Cause something is happening And you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?

You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you're gonna say when you get home Something is happening but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You sneak into the window and you say, "Is this where it is?" Somebody points his finger at you and says, "It's his" And you say, "What's mine?", someone else says, "What is?" You say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?" Something is happening but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You hand in your ticket to go see the geek Who wokes up too when he hears you speak And says, "How does it feel to be such a freak?" And you say, "Impossible" as he hands you a bone Something is happening, you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You have many contacts out there among the lumberjacks To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination (imagination) But nobody has any respect, anyway they just expect You to hand up a your check to tax-deductible charity organizations The sword swallower walks up and then he kneels He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels And without further notice asks you how it feels And says, "Here's your throat back, thanks for the loan" Something is happening, you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? You crawn into the room like a camel and you frown You put your eyes in your pocket and you put your nose into the ground There ought to be a law against you comin' around You got to be made to be wearing a telephone Something is happening and you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones? Something is happening here but you don't know what it is Do you, Mr. Jones?

Yeah, yeah, yeah Dunwell Whoah-oh Man still a keep the focus just like you told me to Me just never see a day weh me a live without unno Is a part a the journey fi lose people weh you love Man find the strength inside just fi stay above Love ones wouldn't waan see me inna jail true me shed a blood Love ones would a waan see me get rich and still deh a road R.I.P. me friends, yo me do this fi you Rest in peace family, oh me miss you too Wish dem did deh yah fi see me dreams come true Me still a fulfil the things weh you waan me do Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, that a life Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, inna li-ife Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Before we rise Fi the ones weh never reach a the finish line Memories of the race is still on my mind You tell me don't stop run Till me run the place And look out fi the snakes Cah dem will pull your lace R.I.P. me friends, yo me do this fi you Rest in peace family, oh me miss you too Wish dem did deh yah fi see me dreams come true Me still a fulfil the things weh you waan me do Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, that a life Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, inna li-ife Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Before we rise Oh, good come with the bad Happy come with the sad It's hard to carry on without you Man still a keep the focus just like ypi told me to Me just never see da day ya, without unno Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, that a life Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Though good come with the bad Happy come with the sad, inna li-ife Is like we 'affi fall before we ri-ise Before we rise

Pick up your phone, put on your coat Everyone's looking up at you Push through the crowd, into the sound Of everyone talking about you Don't be afraid Honey, one day this will fade So put on a smile, do it in style Make them all desperate to be you Make them all desperate to be you Make them all desperate to be you Don't think twice Give yourself to another night Hold on tight Hope that you make it out alive Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones It's just a phase, you're not to blame For everyone trying to please you But you're too young to come undone So don't let them try to deceive you Don't be ashamed Honey, one day this will fade So put on your coat, give them a show Make them all desperate to be you Make them all desperate to be you Make them all desperate to be you Don't think twice Give yourself to another night Hold on tight Hope that you make it out alive Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones We are the (we are the), we are the (we are the) We are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones We are the (we are the), we are the (we are the) We are the beautiful ones We are the, we are the We are the beautiful ones Oh, baby, don't think twice Give yourself to another night Hold on tight Hope that you make it out alive Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones Oh-oh-oh, we are the beautiful ones Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful, so beautiful We are the beautiful ones