Written by Pato Fu
A Well I give up understanding It's against my will Time's pushing me away from the pop 'Cause I feel like a robber And I look like a cop Boogie woogie mother fucker This here music can't stop A G# G G# A In my life I try and I try E It's time to make my mind A Live or die What I'm asking you At the end of my pray God give me just to be friendly Been trying to calculate my fate Been trying to meet you -Solo: (Dm C Bb A)