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Electronic drums and synthesizers
Angular haircuts and black eyeliner We'll start a new wave band And then I'll make you mine You'll play the keyboards And everything will be alright We'll show the Soc's We'll show the jocks We'll show the Heshers We can't be stopped Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Flock of seagulls really busted out Haysi Fantayzee made all of the kids shout We've got a microphone and it's made out of plastic We've got a show tonight, it's gonna be classic We'll take on the world And MTV We'll rock the Math club Christmas party Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on, put 'em on Put 'em on Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind Come on Vivian Put your glasses on Yeah, you've gone away to med school And I've gone out of my mind |
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You came from some town out in the sticks
To become the modern Stevie Nicks You had the guts, a lot of ambition The riot grrrls thought you were bitchin' You bared your soul You showed us your hole Courtney Love don't throw it all away Courtney Love don't you go changin' Courtney Love Courtney Courtney Love I saw you in a movie about pornography You were looking pale and kind of saggy I have to say it made me woozy When you fucked Woody Harrelson in the jacuzzi You wore grungy clothes And doctors fixed your nose Courtney Love don't throw it all away Courtney Love don't you go changin' Courtney Love Courtney Courtney Love Now I'm overweight and ugly Just like you used to be Why can't I be like you Then we could drive away to Malibu I hope I'm not out of place but Courtney Love sit on my face Courtney Love don't throw it all away Courtney Love what about me I'm not gay Courtney Love Courtney Courtney Love Gold dust woman... Never break the chain |
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How do I get through to a girl like you
Workin' at the pretzel station at the mall Beautiful lips like Strawberry Quick I saw your boyfriend he looks like a dick You won't check me out 'Cause I work in the back at the Radio Shack I won't be surprised if you don't call me tonight 'Cause I'm lamer than lame Uncool in every single way But your boyfriend makes you want to cry Don't you think its time you tried a different kind of guy How can even make you understand When I'm wearing the pants with the elastic waistband oh no Saw you on the bus laughing with your pretty friends I was in back with the retarded kids Tried to say hello at the high school dance Then I wet my pants I won't be surprised if you don't call me tonight 'Cause I'm lamer than lame Uncool in every single way But your boyfriend makes you want to cry Don't you think its time you tried a different kind of guy We could be happy I could be the one you're looking for I could get a haircut and I'd give up the video porn No need to explain why you didn't know my name 'Cause I'm lamer than lame Uncool in every single way But your boyfriend makes me want to cry Don't you think its time you tried a different kind of guy Lamer Lamer |
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Met a girl at the movies
She was so beautiful She was the one for me So I asked her if I could call her at home She said "No thanks just give me my popcorn" So I followed her into the theater And found a seat that was right behind her Smelled her hair, smelled her sweater And then I touched myself Feeling bad about myself again Feeling bad oh yeah Feeling bad about myself again today At the school, at the rock show At the rollercade, everywhere I go People are smiling It's always been the same They're wearin' groovy clothes Check me out I'm lame Paid for a membership down at the local gym Tired of getting dumped, let's get really pumped Thought I'd look like Henry Rollins But I still look like Phil Collins Feeling bad about myself again Girls ignore me in the chat room Feeling bad about myself again today We were in Paris We were up in the Eiffel Tower We were getting married and all our friends were there We made love underneath the Parisian moon But that was just a dream Just a dream Just a crazy dream Feeling bad about myself again Feeling bad oh yeah Feeling bad about myself again today Feeling bad about myself again First to be the last one picked first I'm feeling bad today |
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I bleached my hair just like Vince Neil
Then you made me cut it like James Hetfield We're gonna put an end to alternative rock We'll find a way to make the Cranberries stop We went to Sears for pictures at Christmas time But they wouldn't let us make the metal sign No they wouldn't let us make the metal sign I'll bring the wine you bring the bread and cheese It's hard to eat when you're headbanging Makin' out in the middle of the pit How come Slayer doesn't sing about this If anything comes between you and me Then heavy metal heaven, that's where we'll meet We are Pantera fans in love What's with these punk rock nerds, they can't even sing I wish we'd never heard of the Offspring A candlelit dinner, now we're holding hands I taught you how to draw your first pentagram We went miniature golfing but we didn't get far Because we used the clubs to play air guitar Oh we used the clubs to play air guitar now I'll bring the wine you bring the bread and cheese It's hard to eat when you're headbanging Makin' out in the middle of the pit How come Slayer doesn't sing about this If anything comes between you and me Then heavy metal heaven, that's where we'll meet We are Pantera fans in love We are we are Pantera fans in love We saw Ozzy on our first date Our special song is 'Crazy Train' Makin' out in the middle of the pit How come Slayer doesn't sing about this If anything comes between you and me Then heavy metal heaven, that's where we'll meet We are Metallica fans We are Megadeth fans We are Manowar fans in love We are Pantera fans in love |
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There must be 5000 ways to die
And each one ends the same way if you try Your friends all stand around while they dump you in the ground And the people who loved you will ask why, oh why, oh why, oh why And the bastard you hated the most Will stand up and give you a toast He'll say, "We were such good friends especially near the end" Then he'll feel up your girlfriend in front of your ghost So get in your car and drive real fast Up in the attic with a shotgun blast Take a bath with a clock radio Vodka and Valium overdose Have you ever tried? There must be 5000 ways to die And if you're very lucky You'll get your picture in the paper on page three 25 words will summarize how you spent your whole damn life One day on that page, next day into the hamster cage, cage So get in your car and drive real fast Up in the attic with a shotgun blast Take a bath with a clock radio Vodka and Valium overdose All the glamor can be yours with a loaded .44 Have you ever tried? There must be 5000 ways to die |
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The whispers in the hall never bother her at all
Or the laughter from the boys in the gymnasium Frauline Mueller at the scratches on her arm And the German homework is late again, oh no She's a Sleestak... The neighbors are concerned about the bruises and the burns And the seaweed smell that comes in from the rain And there's something wrong with the Johnsons' lawn And someone says "Honey have you seen the cats today?" She's a Sleestak... |
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| 1:59 |
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I would hire the A-team
And I'd crash the General Lee I'd make cocktails like Tom Cruise And I'd roller blade with Corey Feldman for you I'd do anything for you Just about anything for you I'd do anything for you, for you I'd sing the whole soundtrack to Xanadu I'd dance like Kevin Bacon in Footloose I'd catch Pac-Man fever too I'd lose a case on The People's Court for you I'd do anything for you Just about anything for you I'd do anything for you, for you And I'd bid too high on The Price Is Right And I'd sweat to the oldies all night I'd be depressed like Morrissey And slayed by Buffy every week I would do anything for you I would fight the Karate Kid And I would get arrested on CHiPs And I'd get a Michael Bolton tattoo And I'd change my name to Kenny G for you I'd do anything for you Just about anything for you I'd do anything for you, for you |
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Is there life on Mars girl
If there is I'd like to go there Just like Elton John, the Rocketman He sure bought some fucked up clothes there I've heard it said that Outer space is not the kind of place to raise your kids But after my life so far here on Earth I sure wish my parents did I look up to the sky and I pray to the heavens Won't someone come and take me away Someone come and take me away to the stars, to the moon Please make it soon, oh yeah The aliens landed in Roswell And the government hid them so no one could see It happens every week on the X-Files So why can't it happen to me So yes, I might miss a couple friends And summer barbecues on the weekends Another 40,000 coming every day So take me away I've got nothing to lose Nike shoes, black jumpsuits, shaven heads and purple blankets Won't someone come and take me away Someone come and take me away To the stars, to the moon Please make it soon, oh yeah Beam me up Stray me down Probe my brain Cure my boredom Won't someone come and take me away Somehow come and take me away To the stars, to the moon Just make it soon Someone come and take me away Someone come and take me away |
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When you met me at the party you thought I was a nice guy
But you didn't have a clue at what was going on inside I ordered you a drink and asked you for a dance But all I really wanted was to smell your underpants I'm a pervert, a pervert Can't change the way I am I'm a pervert, a pervert Don't want to shake my hand That night you asked me over to watch Hollywood Squares You left me in your room, I left a stain on your teddy bear Can you see it in my eyes, can you see it in my smile? Can you see the way I imagine you doing doggystyle I'm a pervert, a pervert I've got sweaty palms I'm a pervert, a pervert It just goes on and on On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on You called me on the phone, said you wanted to talk But how could you have known what I was doing with my sock Say you want to be my girlfriend but will you love me anymore When you catch me with my polaroid outside the bathroom door I'm a pervert, a pervert Can't change the way I am A pervert, a pervert Don't want to shake my hand I'm a pervert, a pervert I've got sweaty palms A pervert, a pervert It just goes on and on On and on, on and on, on and on, on and on |
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