One sheep, Two sheep, Three sheep, Black Sheep No further ado I give introduction Of Dres and Mista Lawnge A newfound baby sound production I'm not out to [vick?] you To strip or evict you But merely do the things you wanted to but weren't able Like move a party side to side Sway for sway And stride for stride First fine tune Then hit volume Aw sheep, hit the bass and got the boom So move to a rhythm that's quite uplifting Just when you thought that nothing would rise, I'm drifting Higher (higher) Yeah, higher I'm not a king, a prince, a ruler or a squire I'm not a prophet and I'm not a messiah I'm not a wolf or another flat tire... Listen I'm the Black Sheep man, oh yeah, I'm here And even if you turn, I bet your girlfriend stares at me And with me You step, she just might come get me Not slow but with a bounding leap She'll be pulling my wool... (and what else?) Count Black Sheep One sheep, Two sheep, Three sheep, Black Sheep It's a Black Sheep "La Cosa Nostra", or "Thing Of Ours" A family affair that overflows the reservoir Of dollar short and daily sports who don't know what to do Because I'm rocking you, rocking you, rocking you Now listen because in a unit or family A poppa, a momma And brothers or sisters, see An atmosphere of love in the air Can give a clue or hunch To the way we all became black Brady Bunch (okay) To continue There's a sister who is bright A brother who's a wiz Another that's not right Stays out all damn night You wake him up too early, cursing ready to fight You say left and he says right-o You want to see E.T. but brother there puts on porno Love the family pet, I bet you even feed him Rave Brother cooks your tabby in the microwave (meow) He'd probably swipe your wallet if the light got dim Now you have your doubts But you never put it past him And in the end, on that one you never sleep (never sleep) Cause he's a Black Sheep One sheep, Two sheep, Three sheep, Black Sheep What's up party people Party people, how ya doing Black Sheep coming through And then I guess that we're pursuing A bit of your time We'll skip over my sign And get into a beat and a bass line Stepping to the fellas Fellas, peace and how you be Keep the party orderly We all can get booty So before you rift, go play the bar again Chill, count to ten And bring me back a Heineken Cuties, cuties, cuties, where's the hoes? I knows and you knows and I know you know No jam complete without a flock of bo peeps Am I right? Am I, am I, am I right? Quite Focus that I see tonight be The epitome of sexy Then again, it's just me Honey next to you might look like doodoo But don't nap, a cutie might be in her crew In any event I see the movement And wonder where it is that the time went But I'm out See ya when the sun goes down And the Black Sheep are in your town Throwing down Be there in a second so don't sleep And if you do Count the Sheep One sheep, Two sheep, Three sheep, Black Sheep

Don't fret precious, I'm here Step away from the window Go back to sleep Safe from pain and truth and choice And other poison devils See, they don't give a fuck about you Like I do Counting bodies like sheep Counting bodies like sheep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep (Go to sleep...) Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go to sleep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums Go back to sleep I'll be the one to protect you from Your enemies and all your demons I'll be the one to protect you from A will to survive and a voice of reason I'll be the one to protect you from Your enemies and your choices, son They're one in the same, I must isolate you Isolate and save you from yourself

Black top shine Like an oil slick in the night Got a new life waitin' out West It's gonna fit me right No bill collector on the telephone Nothin' but me and the open road You know the devil may care But I'm never comin' home Leaving it all behind me in the city Now it's wall to wall stars shining in my eyes I got no bill collector on the telephone Nothin' but me and the open road You know the devil may care But I'm never comin' home No bill collector on the telephone Nothin' but me and the open road You know the devil may care But I'm never comin' home In the city lights I can't relate I need outer space in interstate I got no bill collector on the telephone Nothin' but me and the open road Don't you know the devil may care? But I'm never comin' home Comin' home Comin' home Comin' home

Do you really believe that you can never be sure? They're leaving bodies in stairwells Washing up on the shore Do you really expect us to care what you're waiting for? When you're high in your castle Keeping an eye on the door The door, the door If I only see what I can see I know it isn't there And if only need what I can keep I know it isn't fair Oh, baby You can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing Oh, I will stop at nothing And you can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing No, I will stop at nothing now Do you really believe that you are one of a kind? If you don't have a heart I can offer you mine Do you really expect that you will always be fine? When you're high on your throne and Never toeing the line, the line, the line If I only see what I can see I know it isn't there And if only need what I can keep I know it isn't fair Oh, baby You can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing Oh, I will stop at nothing And you can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing No, I will stop at nothing now Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away From all that we've done Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away From all that we've done Oh, baby You can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing Oh, I will stop at nothing And you can look away While they're dancing on our graves But I will stop at nothing No, I will stop at nothing now Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away From all that we've done Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away From all that we've done Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away Lookin' away, you're lookin' away From all that we've done

This heart of mine Keeps decent time Though my ears may be weak And my eyes may be all but blind I still have sense enough to fear That I'm not much without you near I've paid my dues Loved one or two But still it keeps boiling down to you So choose to be my victory or vice Either way, I still want you here tonight Heaven knows it's hard to find another Oh, hell knows it's got a home for folks like me There will come a day (there will come a day) When the Earth will cease to spin (Earth will cease to spin) You'll hold me close and say (hold me close and say) "My god, where have you been?" I've been around Old Chinatown Happily lost But oh, so easily found Yeah, counting the stars above the hill Beneath some old moon Humming my tune I'll see you soon