Lyrics : I don't practice Santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball Well, I had a million dollars but I'd, I'd spend it all If I could find that Heina and that Sancho that she's found Well, I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her down What I really want to know Ah, baby, mm What I really want to say I can't define Well it's love that I need Oh, my soul will have to wait 'til I get back and find Heina of my own Daddy's gonna love one and all I feel the break, feel the break Feel the break and I got to live it up, oh yeah huh Well, I swear that I, well I really want to know Ah, baby, what I really want to say, I can't define That love, make it go, my soul will have to Ooh, what I really want to say, ah baby What I really want to say, is I've got mine And I'll make it, yes, I'm going up Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him He best go run and hide Daddy's got a new .45 And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass What I really want know, my baby Ooh, what I really want to say is there's just one way back And I'll make it, yeah, my soul will have to wait Yeah, yeah, yeah
Last surviving video of Dia's amazing cover of Losing My Religion on the Tube...perhaps one of the top 10 live performances of any season of The Voice (in my opinion)
Mad World Here we are all around ! But there is still a sparkle We must find in ourselves Like generations before made it We will going through Hope is important
