From the Top of the World

How melody gropes Cuts bullish and digs at the insides Getting back to the prose I remembered a choke in a mob town Kid not even close An admission of gutless Could loosen the ropes With instructions enclosed I remember a time When I lust of the show To our trials a toast An industrious cloud forms Wherever we go And the coast Watching your enemies gloat From the top of the world Kid you're not even close Carry only their hopes And their will to dispose We're loaded with souls now Where we gonna put them baby? Grand Central alone In the dust of a violent city Feeling strangely composed In a merry old dance i hid it Don't want you to go The beginnings of bruising I don't even know With instructions enclosed How to survive an attack At the top of the world To our trials a toast An industrious cloud forms Wherever we go And the coast Watching your enemies float From the top of the world Kid you're not even close Carry only their hopes And their will to dispose We're loaded with souls now Where we gonna put them baby? We only do what's right All over the radio All night Say yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone (it only takes one and only) Yes and I'm gone Yes and I'm gone It only takes one (takes one) It only takes one (takes one) It only takes one (takes one) It only takes one (takes one) It only takes one (takes one) (It only takes one and only...) Only... Only, yeah It only takes one It only takes one and only So baby Bye bye! Sick cleavers or chrome I will gift you a valentine bullet We could mob it alone Like they did in the time When I lust of the show Ad a love of the prose In a tongue that ignited street crime With instructions I know But where we gonna put them baby?