If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby
Time... rolling along with the waves, A thousand miles away Holding you close in the rain, Seems just like yesterday
Lost... hope in a faraway place And in my hand remains, A black and white print of a face, I'll never see again
I gave my life to save her The ocean turned to red In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all Cut down like lambs at slaughter, Good men were left for dead In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all