| Crisis in the supermarket | |
| Prices, prospects, not the nicest | |
| My wife is about as cold as ice is | |
| When stressed she's not the wisest | |
| Who is?We all got baggage | |
| Hers is financial | |
| Peace to my uncle | |
| AnsellThanks to, well, all from him | |
| We still have a home to live in | |
| I'm learnin' to ride the riddim | |
| When she come in, face full of arguing | |
| Another nice night is ruined | |
| Remembering back when | |
| We were just into each other | |
| Now we just injure each other | |
| Without thinking | |
| And when the silence fall | |
| And the world gets really small | |
| She crawled into bed, | |
| I'm in my 350 | |
| ZHigh-speed meditation just to ease my head | |
| Light beep on as | |
| I slide in | |
| Put the music on to keep me from crying | |
| A tear may escape as | |
| I scrape first gear | |
| I have no fear, | |
| I'll never stop trying | |
| I'll never stop trying | |
| I'll never stop trying | |
| I love the surge | |
| The pull away from the curb | |
| The way the sound reverberate | |
| As I push my foot down | |
| Accelerate straight out of town | |
| And with the help of | |
| James Brown on the tape | |
| I reach escape velocity on the | |
| M3Transcend my physical boundaries | |
| Blend with the mystic reality and finally | |
| I'm freeTraveling instantaneously through space | |
| Till I reach that place within me | |
| That has no trace of a beginning, has no end | |
| And where | |
| I both receive and send | |
| My soul fills the universe end to end | |
| And feel myself heal and mend | |
| My mind is still and | |
| I'm floating | |
| Look down, throttle still wide open | |
| Inner serenity comfort me | |
| Past junction 23 | |
| On my way back, full chat as | |
| I'm flyin' | |
| I won't crack and | |
| I'll never stop trying | |
| I'm flyin, | |
| I'll never stop trying | |
| It's like all of a sudden and everything's different | |
| You can still see everything around you | |
| But it's all completely lost its significance | |
| It's not important anymore, this inner acceptance | |
| That you are we | |
| And everything that is, is you | |
| Emotions unstick and fall' | |
| Til all that remains is joy |