Oh life!
It's getting' harder every day
Prayin' for dry land in New Orleans
Prayin' for rain in L.A.
Oh life!
Ain't Gonna find it on a screen
Turn it up!
AM Gold!
I wanna know that I'm not alone
Yeaaa...
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden
We're starvin' what we should've been feedin'
No angels, no saints, no heathens
Just people needing, people needing
Cold thoughts!
Ice cold or medium cool
Don't get stuck in the mirror cuz that shit's rough
Put it down go change it up
Outside, is where I want to go
The moon is up, soft and low
Turn me up that AM Gold!
Turns me on like a radio
Then I remember that I'm not alone!
Yah...
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden
We're starvin' what we should've been feedin'
No angels, no saints, no heathens
Just people needin'
People needin'
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden
We're starvin' what we should've been feedin'
No angels, no saints, no heathens
Just people needin'
People needin'
People needin'
People needin'
People
People needin'
People needin'
People
People needin'
People needin'
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden
We're starvin' what we should've been feedin'
No angels, no saints, no heathens
Just people needin'
People needin'
People needin'
People needin'
People
Turn it up now