If you escape from people too often,, you wind up escaping from yourself.
Crime is increasing, trigger happy policing. Panic is spreading, God knows where we're heading.
Music, not sex, got me aroused.
Natural fact is, I can't pay my taxes. Make me wanna holler and throw up on my hands.
To share is precious, pure and fair. Don't play with something you should cherish for life. Don't you wanna care, ain't it lonely out there?
And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong