Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Once again. . Bucktown USA is the place where I rest. Should I say chill 'cause there ain't no rest for me yet. Shit, I can't say chill 'cause the property's hot.
With your hair so white you could light up the night. Burning out like a shooting star. From the stage to the squeeze. From T.V. to striptease. . I loved you in the back of my car.
I had to get some real professionals for the job, son. Numerous cats, word up, that's right official niggas word up. This is what you call ? Straight blazin' through what?.
Just another tour, just another gig, just another sound and lighting rig. A rock n' roll show and a couple of beers but some of those boys had other ideas.
give me a ticket for an airoplane. i ain't got time to take no fast train. oh ,the lonely days are gone. i'll be right home. my baby she wrote me a letter.
It started off like any other show. Sunday nights on the radio. Terry played the songs we wanted to hear. And Terry said things no one else would dare.
[Tek]. To all my peeps locked down, comin back 2 life. I know it's been a mega zone, since I sen't you this kite. But I had to K.I.M., you know the city don't sleep.
No matter what the people say. This song leads the way. It's the order of the day. From your boss DJ. I can't see it. Right from the top. To the very last drop.
Nights are long. And the wind is howling down. Into the hollows. Somewhere deep inside. I can hear you calling out. Across the great divide. Right or wrong there's a feeling in my heart.
Give me your hopes, give me your dreams. Give me your conscience and your fears. I'll keep them safe, I'll hold them dear. And I'll believe in you. . When you're blind I'll be your eyes.
Don't take them faces at their value in a cynical town. Yeah, can't you smell the stale air?. I had no skill but I had heart so then I turned it around.
We're Not the North Bank. We're Not the South Bank. We are the the West Side Upton Park. . We meet in the Boyleyn every Saturday. Talk about the team that.
Maybe we're standing on the threshold. With our eyes open wide. Let the river keep on flowing. We can reach the other side. Caught in this endless revolution.
Hey, people down the street don't know what's goin' on.. They don't know where I'm going.. They don't know where I'm from.. I've got no time to explain to them..
A precocious kid always had to do it my way, my way. Go on, tell 'em what I did. I only will admit it my way, my way, yeah. Always had my eyes set on the top.
So they say that we're on the way out. They say it's all just hype. Just take a look of fear in their eyes. Cause it's the in thing to abuse us. Behind our backs of course.
I'm not one for love songs. The way I'm livin' makes you feel. Like giving up but you don't. And I want everything for you. . My disappointment. 'Cos you've been left behind.
Evil Cockney Laugh!. HAHAHA!. . Backstreet boys are here to stay. . Nothin' will get in their way. . We're the firm and they all know,. . when we come they don't wanna know,.