Manchild

[Intro] From Monday down to Friday You're workin' on another man's car Or is it in the factory? It doesn't matter where you are From Monday down to Friday You're workin' on another man's car Or is it in the factory? It doesn't matter where you are [Verse 1] Is it the pain of the drinkin' Or the Sunday sinking feelin'? Uh, the car never seems to work When it's late, your girlfriend's on a date And the hero with her in your dream In your sleep, it seemed like you [Pre-Chorus] Turn around and ask yourself Turn around and ask yourself [Chorus] Manchild, will you ever win? Manchild, look at the state you're in [Verse 2] Could you go undercover And sell your brand new lover? Could you be someone else for a night? Maybe someone else will love you You sell your soul for a tacky song Like the one you hear on the radio [Pre-Chorus] Turn around and ask yourself Just turn around and ask yourself, "Is this communication?" Accentuate the positive to give some illustration See manchild, you're no one, you turn the microphone on Control communication when I'm kickin' it and so on To the point that I need the air that I breathe Into an audience that's waiting and ecstatic to receive For the meantime another mean rhyme (I keep on sayin' it) I know what the time is and the crowd will keep on playin' it Through the speaker boxes loud's my diagnosis 'Cause I believe in miracles and words in steady doses Enough R-E-S-P-E and C-T Respect yourself, express, no stress, the mike is easy Just believe that all you need is the air that you breathe [Chorus] Manchild, will you ever win Manchild, look at the state you're in, yeah Manchild, he will make you cry Manchild, manchild, manchild He's the apple of your eye [Outro] Once bitten, twice shy, why don't you bite me again? Just take it in the right and go tell your friend Are you ready for the words? I turn the microphone on A figure of speech to reach you at the back and so on The style I'm stimulating dance floors Raise your body temperature now and This demands for power in the amp, you know loud's my diagnosis 'Cause I believe in miracles, words in heavy doses