Текст песни
My head spins and I've been slipping
I've been slipping, I've been slipping lately
All my sins, I've been tripping, I've been tripping, my God
Brand new life, I've been looking
I've been looking, I've been looking lately
All these nights, they've been cooking
They've been cooking me raw
I am just a man, I am just a man
Who lusts, gives, tries
Sometimes, I lose my way
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, I might break
Angry at all the things, angry at all the things I can't change
When you're lost in the universe, lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says, "Your whole life's in the hand of God"
Break it down
Your whole life's in the hand of
Your whole life's in the hand of God
My ex girl, I've been seeing, I've been seeing
I've been seeing lately
She's got hope that we're getting back together, my God
I just know that I'm horny and I'm lonely, just admit it's crazy
She just holds on to something that she knows is long gone
Damn
I am just a man, I am just a man
Who lusts, gives, tries
Sometimes, I lose my way
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, I might break
Angry at all the things, angry at all the things I can't change
When you're lost in the universe, lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says, "Your whole life's in the hand of God"
Break it down
Your whole life's in the hand of
Your whole life's in the hand of God
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, I might break
Angry at all the things, angry at all the things I can't change
When you're lost in the universe, lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother said, "Your whole life's in the hand of God"
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Your whole life's in the hand of God
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Your whole life's in the hand of God
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da, bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da, bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da
Your whole life's in the hand of God
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, I might break (I might break)
Angry at all the things, angry at all the things I can't change
When you're lost in the universe, lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says, "Your whole life's in the hand of God"
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral, I might break
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in the back seat and let my best friend drive
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Overwhelming
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Overwhelming
Your whole life's in the hand of God
Lay me down in Brooklyn if I lose my life
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Push me down the Hudson and turn on the radio
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Long Island's only smiling 'cause my soul is fine
Bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da, bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Bum ba-dem, bum bum, buh-da
I did everything for New York