I'm grieving bleeding I'm crying I'm kneeling in your soul
I'm healing screaming I'm losing my mind in rock & roll
I'm flying steaming I'm beaming Oh please don't take me home
I'm lying dying I'm feeling biblical
No shit man I want more money
It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny
You got me yeah yeah! You drop my soul
You got me yeah yeah! You drop me so high
I'm born again
She said that before she left the house
I'm stripping sliding I'm shining I'm raining
In your soul
I'm heaving scheming I'm wasting my heart on time control
I'm boring pouring I'm saving I'm leaving casserole
I'm kneading peeling I'm masking my face with kitchen roll
No shit man
I want more money
It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny
You got me yeah yeah!
You drop my soul
You got me yeah yeah!
You drop my soul high
I'm born again
You got me yeah yeah!
Complete and whole
You drop me yeah yeah!
You got me so high
I'm born again
I came in the front door and you went out the back
Just wanted to see what was happening
Relax from your panic attack...
You can lose control when fate is your master
And it's a very fine line between success and disaster
But no shit man I want more money
It would all be tragic if it wasn't so funny
You got me yeah yeah!
You drop my soul
You got me yeah yeah!
You drop me so high
I'm born again
You got me yeah yeah!
You drop my soul
You drop me yeah yeah!
You drop me so high
I'm born again
I'm born again
I'm born again