My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya
My drum, my drum, my drum
Gonna make ya come
My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya
My book, my book, my book
Gonna make ya look
My hand, my hand, my hand
My hand going under
Don t you know baby i m a leading man
I dig down deep when i say i love you
And i can hold my own with the best of them
I guarantee you, you will never see nothing like this again
California, i hope that it wakes you
From all of the darkness
That i...
What I want from you is empty your head
But they say be true, don t stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree.
What I want from us is learn to let...