George Michael and Queen:
Killer / Papa was a rollin' stone

So you want to be free
To live your life the way you wanna be
Will you give if we cry
Will w live or will we die

Tainted hearts heal with time
Shoot bad love so we can
Stop the bleeding

Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that wants to give?
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that wants to give?

If we try to live our lives
The way we wanna be

Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that wants to give?
Solitary brother, is there still a part of you that wants to live?
Solitary sister, is there still a part of you that wants to give?

Racism is future kings can only lead to no good
And besides all our sons and daughters already
Know how that feels

It was the third of September
That day I'll always remember, yes I will
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died

Never had a chance to see him, no
Never heard nothin', but bad things about him
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth

Mama just hung her head and said

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone

Hey, Mama is it ture what they say
That papa never worked a day in his life
Some bad talk going around sayin'

Papa had three outside children
And another wife
That ain't right

Heard some talk about Papa and his storefront preachin'
Talkin' about saving souls and all the time leaching
And dealing in dirt
Stealin' in the name of the Lord

But Mama she just said

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone

Say, I heard my Papa was a jack of all trades
Is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow or steal just to pay his bills

Hey, Mama, folks say Papa was never much on thinkin'
Spent most of his time chasin' women and drinkin'
But Mother, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth

But my Mama she just said

Papa was a rollin' stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died
All he left us was alone

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