i like the feeling of the morning sun i like the rain on my face in the fall i come heavy not to be outdone come on heavy or don t come at all i like the scent of a woman s hair and the way on her shoulder it falls i come heavy because life ain t fair i come heavy or i don t come at all get your ticket don t be late to the great psychotic ball don t you stick it get it straight or don t come at all i like the beauty of a fresh red rose and a sip of the fine alcohol i come heavy from my head to toes i come heavy like a wrecking ball all god s angels give you pain all my madness know my name we made our choices then a steady pulse or fast you took the higher road i took the psychopath the age of old question persecutes the good in me and my relief comes in what will be will be give me all your money til my cup overflow my mouth is full of honey my shirt is soaked in bordeaux