My head spins, I've been sipping
I've been sipping, I've been sipping lately
All my sins, I've been tripping
I've been tripping, my god
Brand new life, I've been looking
I've been looking, I've been looking lately
All these nights, they've been cooking
They've been cooking me raw

I am just a man, I am just a man
Who lusts, gives, tries
Sometimes I lose my way

Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral
I might break
Angry at all the things
Angry at all the things
I can't change
When you're lost in the universe
Lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says
"your whole life's in the hand of god"
(break it down)
Your whole life's in the hand of
Your whole life's in the hand of god

My ex girl, I've been seeing
I've been seeing
I've been seeing lately
She's got hope
That we're getting back together
My god
I just know that I'm horny and I'm lonely
Just admit, it's crazy
She just holds on to something
That she knows is long gone
Damn

I am just a man, I am just a man
Who lusts, gives, tries
Sometimes I lose my way

Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral
I might break
Angry at all the things
Angry at all the things
I can't change
When you're lost in the universe
Lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says
"your whole life's in the hand of god"
(break it down)
Your whole life's in the hand of
Your whole life's in the hand of god

[sheldon ray & the andre crouch choir]
Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral
I might break
Angry at all the things
Angry at all the things
I can't change
When you're lost in the universe
Lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says
"your whole life's in the hand of god"

Nothing has changed, he is the same
"your whole life's in the hand of god"
Nothing has changed, he is the same
"your whole life's in the hand of god"
Nothing has changed, he is the same

Bum badum, bum bum, bada
Bum badum, bum bum, bada
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Bum badum, bum bum, bada
Bum badum, bum bum, bada
"your whole life's in the hand of god"

Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral
I might break
Angry at all the things
Angry at all the things
I can't change
When you're lost in the universe
Lost in the universe
Don't lose faith
My mother says
"your whole life's in the hand of god"

Tears at a funeral, tears at a funeral
I might break
Just like the 80s films
We'll hook up in my back seat
And let my best friend drive

Nothing has changed, he is the same
Overwhelming
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Overwhelming

Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
"your whole life's in the hand of god"
Lay me down in brooklyn if I lose my life
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Push me down the hudson and turn on the radio
Low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Long island's only smiling
Cause my soul is fine
Bum bu-dee, bum bum, bu-deem
Bum bu-dee, bum bum, bu-deem
Nothing has changed, he is the same
Bum bu-dee, bum bum, bu-deem
I did everything for New York