care Can anybody hear me Is anybody there Is there anybody out there CHORUS (X2) Words and Music - Jane Produced by David Bronze Lead vocal _Jane Piano - Reg Webb / Jane
you drunk I know you're collecting disciples I know you want to be the godmother of soul punk Someday, someday There are skyscrapers for you, Jane Never
about going home She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone" And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is
still there and they say the snow is getting deeper don't go out there you can't leave him like that go back upstairs so i run down the fire-escape i
everything would be alright (transparent): there's a clearing to the right there's mango clutching his knees looking at his feet watching the trees bees bees like he's always there
All is quiet on the Western front, There appears to be a lull. John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight With the little thoughts inside their skulls
a great escape escape...escape...escape Yeah ah aha ha All I can say is that my life is pretty plain i like watchin the puddles gather rain And all I can do Is
all i can think about is revenge the slaughhter inside my head never ends and to all who deny this sin baba eed janed cach-men ethnic genocide on million
Jane From the earth up through the trees I can hear her calling me Her voice rides on the breeze Oh, it's haunting me No, can't get away No, there's no escape
the cut, collect cash pay Only TNT I see is Gilligan's castaway With Mary Jane and Ginger Oh, from which you spent the night by accident, I creep like a ninja When the mack is
the Crooked, busting heads strictly for cash Taking out contracts on hatas, with my beam and a mask You can run you can hide, but it ain't no escaping
you're half lame you're round back Is that an angel went for hand low Everybody's looking at you more like a J. Lo There is so much more to you So put
All I can think about is revenge, The slaughter inside my head never ends. And to all who deny this sin Baba Eed Janed Cach-Men. Ethnic genocide,
awake... Mary Jane From the earth, up through the trees I can hear her calling me Her voice rides on the breeze Oh, it's haunting me No, I can't get away No, there
about going home, She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone." And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is
black, the other Chinese The white girl said, "My name is Dawn And I love your gear by Louis Vuitton" The black girl said, "My name is Jane" And she
