Okay, you're on your own, it's late
The girlfriend is on another date
With the hero in your dream
Turn around, ask yourself
So you think you're gonna win this time, manchild?
Is it the pain of the drinking
Or the Sunday sinking feeling?
The car never seems to work
When it's late, your girlfriend's on a date
And the hero with her in your dream
In your sleep, it seemed like you
Turn around, ask yourself
Turn around, ask yourself
Manchild, will you ever win?
Manchild, look at the state you're in
Could you go undercover
And say you're a brand new lover?
Could you be someone else for a night?
Maybe someone else will love you
You sell your soul for a tacky song
Like the ones you hear on the radio
Turn around, ask yourself
Turn around and ask yourself
Manchild, will you ever win?
Manchild, look at the state you're in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, manchild, manchild
From Monday down to Friday
You're working on another man's car
Or is it in the factory?
It doesn't matter where you are
Just turn around and ask yourself
This communication
Accentuate the positive to give some illustration
See manchild, you'll know I'm
I turn the microphone on
Control communication when I'm kicking it and so on
To the point where I need
Air that I breathe
Into an audience that's waiting
And is stacked to receive
For the meantime another mean rhyme
I keep on saying it
I know what the time is
And the crowd will keep on playing
Through the speaker boxes
Loud's my diagnosis
'Cause I believe in miracles and words in heavy doses
Enough R-E-S-P-E and C-T
Respect yourself, express, no stress
The mic is easy, just believe
That all you need is the air that you breathe
(Turn around, ask yourself)
Manchild, will you ever win?
Manchild, look at the state you're in
Manchild, he will make you cry
Manchild, manchild, manchild
He's the apple of your eye
Once bitten, twice shy
Why don't you bite me again?
Just take it in, write and go tell your friends
Are you ready for the words?
I turn the microphone on
A figure of speech to reach you at the back
And so on the start
I'm stimulating dance floors
Raise your body temperature now
And this demands for
Power in the amp
You know loud's my diagnosis
'Cause I believe in miracle words in heavy doses
