Arriving in boats Black hooded coats Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed Covered my head But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leades, she's small Pinned my ass to the wall For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time She'd be readin' my mind
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it This is Critcal Mass
So far, so good I heard the other say So good, so far They're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it This is Critical Mass
Now the tallest of two With a brush full of blue Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun That it's really well done But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart Tellin' me if I'm smart I'll practise and phase
Out and admit when the shoe doesn't fit And I went screamin' out down the hall
Need it Need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the wall We're all there Sang the voice of twenty more I drink to your alas We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it We are the Critical Mass
Time and space is takin' me away Time and space is takin' me away Time and space is takin' me away Time and space is takin' me away
Compositores: Steven Tyler, Tom Hamilton, Jack DouglasPublicado em 2005 (10/Mai) e lançado em 2007 (01/Mai)ECAD verificado fonograma #2113068 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM