'We're the generation that's gota to be heard' |
Lyrics to 'One of God's Better People' and 'Let Me Entertain You' from Robs first album |
One of God's Better People - rumoured to be written for the man's mother... awwww bless! You're one of God's better people And you don't know That's why you're special And I cry so I can talk like this From my downbeat existence And I know that you can make my wish If my wish is pure But I don't know I just don't know I don't know Let me love you so Now I can't live this without you I'd die with you Without you, without you You're one of God's better people And you don't know That's why you're special It must hurt to see your favourite man Lose himself again and again And I know that you'e my only friend From way back when My wish was pure It was oh so pure It was pure I couldn't love you more Now I can't live this without you I'd die with you Without you Now I can't live this without you I'd die with you Without you, without you And everybody's going to step aside As you spread your wings and you will fly And take me to the other side where they know coz i don't know no more I jus don't know no more I don't know Let me love you so Now I can't live this without you I'd die with you Without you Now I can't live this without you I'd die with you Without you, without you You're one of God's better people And you don't know That's why you're special |
Let Me Entertain You Hell i sgone and heaven's here There's nothing left for you to fear Shake your ass come over here Now scream I'm a burning effigy Of everything I used to be You're my rock of empathy, my dear (chorus) So come on let me entertain you Let me entertain you Life's too short for you to die So grab yourself an alibi Heaven knows your mother lied Mon cher Separated your right from wrongs Come and sing a different song The kettle's on so don't be long Mon Cher (chorus) Look me up in the yellow pages I will be your rock of ages Your see through fads and your crazy phases, yeah Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep He popped a pill and fell asleep The dew is wet but the grass is sweet my dear Your mind gets burned With the habits you've learned But we're the generation that's got to be heard You're tired of your teachers and your schools a drag You're not going to end up like your mum and dad (chorus) Let me entertain you He may be good he may be outta sight But he can't be here so come around tonight Here is the place where the feeling grows You gotta get high before you taste the lows (chorus) Let me entertain you (chorus) Come on come on come on come on Come on come on come on come on Come on come on come on come on (Repeat chorus to fade) |