Lyrics

To you my friends Society thinks you're a sinner And in the end No one will catch the games you play I am not afraid That no x-ray machine Will no give your cargo away No no no give your secrets away (away away) To you my friends Oh, on your journey across the sea I must contest That what you do is awful risky I want you to know I'll be thinking of you every step of the way Yes yes every step of the way (Drop the beat) Yea you finally got your bag, yea you finally got your bag today, yea yea yea You finally got your bag, yea you finally got your bag today, yea yea yea Who you gonna gonna call, if you don't come back I said, Who you gonna gonna call, when you finally got your bag Who you gonna gonna call, when you finally got your bag Who you gonna gonna call, when you don't come back To you my friends Society thinks you're a sinner And in the end No one will catch the games you play I am not afraid That no x-ray machine Will no give your cargo away No no no give your secrets away (away away) No no no give your cargo away No no no give your secrets away No no no give your secrets away