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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
That was a time for falling
I knew you well. There was no time for calling Me when you fell. This is a time to take cover In a wishing well. Summer was blowing all over me When you fell. Sailors can take all the breathing Out of the sail. I took a trip when you needed me... When you fell, Waters were driving me To a deep place; I close my eyes to see Your sweet face. A coke inside me, I slept in hell... Angels can be so deceiving When they love you well. Did you think you would be leaving me? These are some lavender flowers In a broken shell; They comfort me ever since the day when you fell. When you fell, Waters were dancing me In a dark place, I close my eyes to see Your determined face, My secret inside me I slept in hell... This a time for believing In fairy tales - One in which you are brought back to me. Wolf, I cried wolf. Wolf, I cried wolf. Wolf, I cried wolf. |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
will it ever come?
like it did for you like it did for you I kinda heard you singing oh, I never knew no, I never knew my heart skips around when I hear the sound I'm never alone cause you're following me home I'm falling in love my walkman and me with David Bowie yeah (you betcha) with teenage medication flowing through my veins I can face the strain and it's causing a sensation that I can't explain yeah, I can't explain my heart skips around when I hear the sound I'm never alone cause you're following me home I'm falling in love my walkman and me with David Bowie you want me to sing I can, I can you want me to play I can, I can you wanna be in a band I can I'll never be anything more than I was today than I was today (yeah) and will it ever come? like it did for you like it did for you I kinda heard you singing oh, I never knew no, I never knew my heart skips around when I hear the sound I'm never alone cause you're following me home I'm falling in love my best friend and me with David Bowie him and me in a tree i-n-g yeah like it did for you I kinda heard you singing |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
Monday mornin' and the coffee's on
What happened to my perfect world Front page news she's already gone Say hello to the goodbye girl LA traffic don't make it better I wonder if she read my letter 9 to 5 keep it all alive Some days are hard to survive I feel so down about it I don't wanna be alone Just waitin' by the phone I can't stand another night on my own With a new day risin', realizin' That you gotta be free break it down to you and me Is it everything you want it to be I wanted you all along So where did we go wrong? Never had a lot of money but we Spent a good time in the city Drinkin' wine and watching the telly Old movies she sure looked pretty This kitchen feels so alone Haven't cleaned since she's been gone Spend my nights at your favorite bar And I wonder just where you are I feel so down about it I don't wanna be alone Just waitin' by the phone I can't stand another night on my own With a new day risin', realizin' That you gotta be free break it down to you and me Is it everything you want it to be I wanted you all along So where did we go wrong? I don't wanna turn back time I just wanna change your mind I just want a chance to prove to you I really wanna chase these clouds away (clouds away) Save them for a rainy day There's nothin' left to say I don't wanna be alone Just waitin' by the phone I can't stand another night on my own With a new day risin', realizin' That you gotta be free break it down to you and me Is it everything you want it to be I wanted you all along So where did we go wrong? I wanted you all along So where did we go wrong? (2x) |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
It's getting hard
But you don't even know Maybe you can't see I'm getting tired I'm wasted I'll panic on * Hearts are sick and blind Yeah well you don't even know All you gotta do Just stop and ask me Silver chrome and steam Set the tone and send me out It's everything you want Complete the failure No more to say What about today What's really going on And between the blinds And blood shot eyes I thought I'd see my way See my way * Repeat Yeah you're getting awfully close Yeah you're getting awfully close * Repeat Complete the failure Complete the failure |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
It's getting hard but you don't even know maybe you can't see I'm getting tired I've been still I'll panic on Hearts are sinkin' blind) yeah well you don't even know all you gotta do just stop and ask me silver, chrome and steal (steam??) set the tone and set me out it's everything you want complete the failure No more to say what about today what's really going on and between the blind and blood shot eyes I'd thought I'd see my way see my way Hearts are sinkin' blind) yeah well you don't even know all you gotta do just stop and ask me silver, chrome and steal (steam??) set the tone and set me out it's everything you want complete the failure yeah you're getting awfully close yeah you're getting awfully close Hearts are sinkin' blind) yeah well you don't even know all you gotta do just stop and ask me silver, chrome and steal (steam??) set the tone and set me out it's everything you want complete the failure Complete the failure Complete the failure |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
We were good, playin' hard, rollin' down the boulevard
Liquor drinks, between the bars Making out, back of cars Hey, you see that girl? She's the one that wrecked my world Think you're gonna take it far She don't wanna know who you are Sunset strip, back in black, i'm right on track Holdin' court like obie wan, baby's got it goin' on So what am I supposed to do She left me I got nothin' to lose Exit axis bold as love got a new girl i'm thinkin' of One thing you gotta know I thought I did everything just to keep you around I hope that you're happy now I'll keep my good intentions and you keep the car This story's coming to an end Baby we can't be friends Disco trip, party ships, breakin' down those ruby lips Ex-girlfriend, comes in view Sees me there with someone new Hey, you see that girl? She's the one I wrecked her world Baby's in my cadillac, drivin' off no lookin' back What makes you think I'd wanna call? I forgot your number What makes you think I care at all? |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
It don't mean nothing
When you say it's gonna be alright Cause you'll tell me anything, I wanna hear And it don't mean nothing When you laugh at my jokes Cause it's all or nothing when I fall apart Fade, fade, fade Into you You're under my skin now I could shut out the world that we know I'll try to be everything you want me to be And I've got a head start But I'm making the same mistakes And it's all or nothing when I fall apart Fade, fade, fade Into you * Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear Caught in the rush of the crowd Lost in a wall of sound You were ringing in my ear My ear Fade, fade, fade, fade * Repeat... |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
It don't mean nothing when you say it's gonna be alright cause you'll tell me anything I wanna hear and it don't mean nothing when you laugh at my jokes cause it's all or nothing when I fall apart fade, fade, fade into you You're under my skin now I could shut out the world that we know I'll try to be everything you want me to be and I've gotta head start but I'm making the same mistakes cause it's all or nothing when I fall apart fade, fade, fade into you Caught in the rush of the crowd lost in a wall of sound you were ringing in my ear caught in the rush of the crowd lost in a wall of sound you were ringing in my ear my ear fade, fade, fade, fade Caught in the rush of the crowd lost in a wall of sound you were ringing in my ear caught in the rush of the crowd lost in a wall of sound you were ringing in my ear |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
Leave me, lying here cause I don't wanna go (x3)
Tell me tell me what you really want from me You're got me let me know I'm falling off and I need you terribly One down and one to go volcano girls we really can't be beat warm us and watch us blow But now and then we fail and we admit defeat We're falling off we arewatered down and fully grown Leave me lying here cause I don't wanna go (x2) A million miles of running and I hit the wall I bounce back and I run some more But this is it I'm giving up I'm calling quits So get down and meet me on the floor Way to go way to flip off everyone I steal your thunder then I try to bolt But I could stand a little pity now and then I'm falling off I am watered down and fully grown Cause I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go I told you about the seether before You know the one that's neither or nor Well here's another clue if you please The seether's Louise One, two, three waouhhhhh ! Leave me lying here cause I don't wanna go |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
You're so wonderful, I adore you,
I adore you, I adore you, Victrola. You're so audio, don't remove me, To a movie, I am grooving, Victrola. Ahhh... Happy New Year Ahhh... Happy New Year Ahhh... Happy New Year Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Happy New Year Ahhh... You're my winter love, I can lie here With you so near We both live here Happy New Year, You're my sweet dear Victrola Victrola-ahhh-ahhh. |
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from American Pie 2 (아메리칸 파이 2) by David Nessim Lawrence [ost] (2001)
I'll do everything
But you're not that way I'm lost around you And you'll do everything With the same old lies When I can't even try * Yeah you get me high I'm feeling so low How far will you let me go? Yeah you get me high I'm feeling so low I'm knocked down by the vertigo Nothing means a thing When you're cold and gray I'll fall behind you I'll make the same mistakes With the same old lies When I can't even fight * Repeat (2X) Yeah you get me high I'm feeling so low How far will you let me go? Yeah you get me high |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
(woohoooo
woohoooo woohoooo woohoooo) Waiting for opportunity to strike I have been your biggest fan what a tour a little blow to cure your fright that's what it takes to trap a man water me I am not the desert plant they would like before you when I close (will I have my blue eyes...) when I open (...this time?) when I close (should I have my green eyes?) when I open (that shine and shine) when I close (will I have my green eyes?) when I open I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo woohoooo woohoooo woohoooo) in my room underneath the microscope I remember how it felt I thought you knew I was always full of hope but you could only help yourself when I close (will I have my blue eyes...) when I open (...this time?) when I close (should I have my green eyes?) when I open (that shine and shine) when I close (will I have my green eyes?) when I open I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo) I love you ladadada (will I have my blue eyes...) ladadada (...this time?) ladadada (should I have my green eyes?) ladadada (that shine and shine) when I close (will I have my blue eyes...) when I open (...this time?) when I close (or should I have my green eyes?) when I open (that shine and shine) when I close (will I have my green eyes?) when I open I love you (woohoooo) I love you (woohoooo) I love you |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
that was my heart when time was a seed tell
me what it means we made it out okay but soon it turned to dust tell me what it means cut it out and get off the floor because it doesn't make you matter more veda very shining who will you wait up for life love heaven death is that what makes you such a mess veda very shining at the well and out of luck you said "i've had enough" still you couldn't make a man out of me is that such a bad disease just cut it out and get off the floor becasue it doesn't make you matter more veda very shining and who will you wait up for love life heaven death is that what makes you such a mess veda very shining you're not real and yet you seem familiar if that's what you want if that's what you want that was my heart when time was a seed... tell me what it means cut it out get off the floor |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
Flying, when all I want to do is die.
Feels like you're flyin', Oh God, I wish that I could fly. You want to lift me up, But you don't know, and you don't see I'm stuck in my ways, stuck in my ways, oh. Breathing, when all I want to do is drown. You keep on breathing and I keep on sinking down, oh, oh. You want to lift me up, But you don't know, and you don't see I'm stuck in my ways, stuck in my ways. I'm stuck in my ways, oh. You want to lift me up, But you don't know, and you don't see I'm stuck in my ways, stuck in my ways. I'm stuck in my ways. I'm stuck in my ways, oh. |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
Empty hearts can fill an empty room
because of you the sky above remaing clear and blue its nothing new the radio keeps playing static all your favorite songs and why does everyone keep on bringing me back to you If this is the sound broken down and this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall back to the ground Lighting crashes all around me now and here it sound broken wings can carry us to where people stare fall asleep against the window pane inside the rain covers everyone now we're never gonna see the sun If this is the sound broken down this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall don't catch me if i fall back to the ground and if you wanted to stay i'll have you any day and if you wanted to stay i'll have you any way If this is the sound broken down this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall back to the ground If this is the sound (2x) If this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall don't catch me if i fall |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
Empty hearts can fill an empty room
because of you the sky above remaing clear and blue its nothing new the radio keeps playing static all your favorite songs and why does everyone keep on bringing me back to you If this is the sound broken down and this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall back to the ground Lighting crashes all around me now and here it sound broken wings can carry us to where people stare fall asleep against the window pane inside the rain covers everyone now we're never gonna see the sun If this is the sound broken down this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall don't catch me if i fall back to the ground and if you wanted to stay i'll have you any day and if you wanted to stay i'll have you any way If this is the sound broken down this is the last train home the only underground and this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall back to the ground If this is the sound (2x) If this is the fall don't catch me if i fall just catch me when i fall don't catch me if i fall |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
Wake up and talk to me
it's a long time since last night I know we said things, the saddest things and I'm not sure it was wise when the morning's sad you don't look back and you sure don't look ahead the morning sad you know, the morning sad the morning sad never had it so bad never had it so bad I'm writing desperate songs while you're fast asleep inside I could try to sing (I could try to bide my time to wake up) until it rings but my voice comes out uptight when the morning's sad you don't relax you'll be ??? your mind the morning sad you know the morning sad the morning sad never had it so bad never had it so bad I tried a little I tried a lot I'm not a window and you've seen through everything I've got oh, I don't think that I'll be safe until everyone's awake everybody, everybody, everybody, yeah... so wake up and talk to me such a long time since last night I know we said things, the maddest things and I'm not sure who was right when the morning's sad you won't attack cause you're much to weak to bite the morning sad you know the morning sad the morning sad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad never had it so bad no... never had it so bad yeah, yeah, yeah... never had it so bad |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
She caught the gold rush
I could never get enough She's been in magazines What a little beauty queen She'll stick around a while With such a winning smile She could be in black and white I'm color blind, I'll make it right Her head keeps spinning round I'm in over my head There's an art to falling down, down Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you She caught the gold rush I must have lost my touch She's on the movie screen Acting like a rockett queen (Do you know what I mean) She'll go the long mile With such a winning smile Break it down forever now Cause don't want her anyhow Her head keeps spinning round I'm in over my head There's an art to falling down, down Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you My golden girl, she's just a golden girl My little rockett queen Right on the movie screen Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you (repeat) |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
She caught the gold rush
I could never get enough She's been in magazines What a little beauty queen She'll stick around a while With such a winning smile She could be in black and white I'm color blind, I'll make it right Her head keeps spinning round I'm in over my head There's an art to falling down, down Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you She caught the gold rush I must have lost my touch She's on the movie screen Acting like a rockett queen (Do you know what I mean) She'll go the long mile With such a winning smile Break it down forever now Cause don't want her anyhow Her head keeps spinning round I'm in over my head There's an art to falling down, down Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you My golden girl, she's just a golden girl My little rockett queen Right on the movie screen Hey, hey, I got a message for ya You're gonna blow it girl Stuck in your little world Fight, fight, 'till we get it right I got you right where I want you (repeat) |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
At the bar, when he sees her coming over Whatcha gonna do, when she walks up to you? Tongue tied, better get yourself together Pound another drink, to give him time to think 'What's your sign?' - 'Hey, I think you know a friend of mine' All the stupid lines that he had ever heard Wouldn't come to mind He couldn't say a word Tonight, tonight he's gonna get it right Even losers can get lucky sometimes All the freaks go on a winning streak In a perfect world, all the geeks get the girls Got her holdin' steady Forgot her name already Sweatin' hard, not a smooth operator She's got it going on, dancing to her favorite song He's got the line, 'Is it your place or mine?' She turns and walks away Where did he go wrong? But waiting by the car she said, 'What took you so long?' The very next day he guessed she ran away The one and only in his bed so lonely She comes walkin' in, with coffee and a grin Crazy as it seems, it wasn't just a dream And all around the world people shouted out, 'The geeks got the girl!' Last night, he finally got it right Even losers can get lucky sometimes All the freaks go on a winning streak Shout it all around the world 'Cause the geeks get the girls Shout it all around the world 'Cause the geeks get the girls. |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
Waking up late, a grey Sunday morning Got up on the wrong side, so go back to bed Newspaper says, it's gonna be raining At least until Wednesday, but I pay no mind The wonder of it all Caught up in the everlasting fall Watch the years roll by Counting shooting stars across the sky You can wait a whole lifetime to figure out The best days are the ones we forgot about I can't complain, it's been such a mild winter Flip on the TV, those shows that we love The sun will go down, on a north Tulsa sky line Over and over, like the day before The wonder of it all Caught up in the everlasting fall Watch the years roll by Counting shooting stars across the sky You can wait a whole lifetime to figure out The best days are the ones we forgot about We know everything must have an end, we can't pretend It's so nice of you to stick around The wonder of it all Caught up in the everlasting fall Watch the years roll by Counting shooting stars across the sky The wonder of it all Caught up in the everlasting fall Watch the years roll by Counting shooting stars across the sky You can wait a whole lifetime to figure out The best days are the ones we forgot about The best days are the ones we forgot about |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
I can't believe I hung around with you
All this time You drove me crazy with your O.C.D Girl you're out of your mind I'm counting on UFOs to beam me up I just don't know how long I can take this shit I'm over it, girl you gotta go It's over, we're over Just like in crimson and clover We're sinking and I'm thinking How the hell did we get so stupid? It's the end, ex-girlfriend I don't care what you think of me now So long you're gone This is the break up song One more thing before you go Would you please give me my records back My Bloody Valentine, The Pixies, Cheap Trick and Back in Black you can keep the dog we bought But you cant go near the Standard Bar Don't hang around, don't call my friends they won't know who you are It's over, we're over Just like in crimson and clover We're sinking and I'm thinking How the hell did we get so stupid? It's the end, ex-girlfriend I don't care what you think of me now So long you're gone This is the break up song So long you're gone This is the break up song It's over, we're over Just like in crimson and clover We're sinking and I'm thinking How the hell did we get so stupid? It's the end, ex-girlfriend I don't care what you think of me now So long you're gone This is the break up song So long you're gone This is the break up song So long you're gone This is the break up song So long you're gone This is the break up song This is the break up song |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
Whoa, whoa
Last call now I'm out of time And I don't got no valentine Singled out, now I stand alone The underdog at a modern world Suburbia's hot tonight But nothing seems to feel alright I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Set the mould and do what you're told Get a job and start growing old 9-5 can make your dreams come true But I don't wanna be like you I'm not cool and I'll never be I break the rules and I guarantee I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing You call me a loser You say I'm just a user But I'll just keep on moving 'Cause that's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Two, three, four! Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
Whoa, whoa
Last call now I'm out of time And I don't got no valentine Singled out, now I stand alone The underdog at a modern world Suburbia's hot tonight But nothing seems to feel alright I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Set the mould and do what you're told Get a job and start growing old 9-5 can make your dreams come true But I don't wanna be like you I'm not cool and I'll never be I break the rules and I guarantee I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing You call me a loser You say I'm just a user But I'll just keep on moving 'Cause that's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Two, three, four! Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America |
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from Freaky Friday (프리키 프라이데이) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (2003)
Last call now I'm outta time
And I don't got no valentine Singled out, now I stand alone The underdog in a modern world Suburbia is hot tonight But nothing seems to feel alright I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two one two Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Fit the mold and do what you're told Get a job and start growing old 9 to 5 can make your dreams come true But I don't wanna be like you I'm not cool and I'll never be I break the rules and I guarantee I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two one two Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing You call me a loser Say I'm just a user But I'll just keep on moving Cause that's the art of losing Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two one two Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing) Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing) We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America |
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from Freaky Friday (2003)
Whoa, whoa
Last call now I'm out of time And I don't got no valentine Singled out, now I stand alone The underdog at a modern world Suburbia's hot tonight But nothing seems to feel alright I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Set the mould and do what you're told Get a job and start growing old 9-5 can make your dreams come true But I don't wanna be like you I'm not cool and I'll never be I break the rules and I guarantee I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey, ho, let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing You call me a loser You say I'm just a user But I'll just keep on moving 'Cause that's the art of losing Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Two, three, four! Hey, ho, let's go! I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One, two, fuck you! Don't tell me what to do! I don't wanna be like you Can't you see, it's killing me? I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down, I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing Whoa It's the art of losing We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
I want it all
No matter what thought you heard me say No matter what you know you can't escape today Is there any other way? So what if you don't like me I don't give a fuck if you don't like me I can change my lock It seems that I'm rotten to the core Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) It's all wrong I guess that some of us have come and gone I guess we kinda shudda known it all along Never going anywhere Sometimes you gotta pick it up and roll the dice Your looking back and you don't think twice About feeling lonely everyday Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah!) |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
I want it all
No matter what thought you heard me say No matter what you know you can't escape today Is there any other way? So what if you don't like me I don't give a fuck if you don't like me I can change my lock It seems that I'm rotten to the core Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) It's all wrong I guess that some of us have come and gone I guess we kinda shudda known it all along Never going anywhere Sometimes you gotta pick it up and roll the dice Your looking back and you don't think twice About feeling lonely everyday Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Forget about tomorrow You and me we're going down in sorrow Youth of the nation going nowhere Station to station Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah) Teenage alien nation (woah) Teenage alien nation (yeah!) |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I need a better way, to get my head straight
It's not like anybody would know I've got a silver cloud, high above me Running circles around and around me * Turn it up again, we're going nowhere And let the sound surround everyone I'll play the static with the noise in my head And let the sound surround everyone Go off the deep end, I've got nothing to prove And I've got nothing better to do I'm so happy, so fucking happy now That I'm far from the glare of the city * Repeat A better way, a better way, a better way I need a better way I heard the white noise, the waves and radiation They're falling from the sky * Repeat Turn it up again, we're going nowhere I'll play the static with the noise in my head And let the sound surround, turn it up again, Let the sound surround, oh... |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
I need a better way to get my head straight it's not like anybody would know gotta silver cloud high above me running circles around and round me Turn it up again we're going nowhere let the sound surround everyone I play the static with the noise in my head let the sound surround everyone Go out the deep end I've got nothing to prove I've got nothing better to do I'm so happy so fucken happy now that I'm far from the glare of the city Turn it up again we're going nowhere let the sound surround everyone I play the static with the noise in my head let the sound surround everyone Better way, better way, better way I need a better way I heard the white noise with waves in radiation they're falling from the sky Turn it up again we're going nowhere let the sound surround everyone I play the static with the noise in my head let the sound surround everyone Turn it up again we're going nowhere I play the static with the noise in my head and let the sound surround turn it up again let the sound surround uhhh... |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
You sleep better when you're
You eat better when you're You sing better when you're You need me more when you're straight is this the weekend? Is that your girlfriend? She's green and innocent You smoke her like she's incense She's smilin' I'll wait 'til summer's over I'll love you through october I'll give you everything I'll trade you anything for her Stay straight for me Stay straight for me Stay straight for me Stay straight for me |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
Didn't notice I was gone
cause you were tying up your arm oh... and when I stand on my head you never react I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack not one fucking smile and when it comes right down to it I'm gonna run right back to him I want a peace mapped out cause I really love his stoneface, oh I really love his stoneface, oh I really love it a sneaky ?god? has got my man, man that kind of love don't understand him oh, oh and when I swallow my gum you never react I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack not one fucking smile and when it comes right down to it I'm gonna run right back to him I want a peace mapped out cause I really love his stoneface, oh I really love his stoneface, oh I really love it swallow hard, until you I'll be the one to thrill you I'll be the first to kill you and if you won't die, I will when I shortsheet the bed you never react I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack I can't get you to crack not one fucking smile and when it comes right down to it I'm gonna run right back to him I want a piece knocked out of him I really love his stoneface, oh I really love his stoneface, oh I really love it |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
I know what you did. And now he's waiting. He knows
what you did too. You're not what you say you are. If you were why was you head down in his car? It's just not the same, try and try I'm still the last to know. You get the sticker and the prize, you let me in - you showed me how. That honey face complete with pillow case. It just don't become you. Did you listen when he spoke the gospel? You know St. Peter he's a liar, and you're a liar. It's just not the same... |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
A good girl always knows what's right
Don't forget your keys now don't be late I'm told that if you last the night they'll make you drown or float just wait be more like a fire than a firefly cuz that's the best way to be happy sparklegirl it's clear there's an awful lot to fear that so up and I wont try to slow down but I gotta get there first or be buried it's not like us to say we told you so it's no like life to be that fair sparklegirl it's clear there's an awful lot to fear that's so up sparklegirl it's clear there's an awful lot to fear that's so up and i won't try to slow you down but i've gotta get there first or be buried |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
Found a place where we can talk
I found a way to reach a little ground keep your castle in my sandbox build it up so we can burn it down anyway I love my man love to keep him spinning round and round keep him feeling love for my hand any way to turn him inside out I don't wanna go down like the sunlight I don't wanna go out like the moonlight I don't wanna be found at the sound of the bell the sound of the bell the sound of the bell meet me up and down again every time is sweeter than the last once you get a taste of impact you're always hungry for the crash I don't wanna go down like the sunlight I don't wanna go out like the moonlight I don't wanna be found at the sound of the bell the sound of the bell the sound of the bell and this is everything I have loved yeah, I have loved break... my... heart... down, I don't wanna go down like the sunlight I don't wanna go out like the moonlight I don't wanna be found at the sound of the bell the sound of the bell the sound of the bell I don't wanna go down like the sunlight I don't wanna go out like the moonlight I don't wanna be found at the sound of the bell the sound of the bell the sound of the bell yeah... (I don't wanna be found in the sunshine I don't wanna be dim like a night light I don't wanna be down like the sunlight I don't wanna go out like the moonlight...) |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
Staring down the boulevard
Crescent heights the city lights the way To another wasted day Shiny cars and shooting stars California dreaming in my ear I just wish that you were here I'm dealing with scars Just trying to see who we are Nobody said it would be easy Fighting your way through another day I think I know how you feel Looking for something that matters Keeping it together when it's all been shattered We all want something real Summer's on a holiday Pills to chase the blues away Who knows just how far this story goes So listen to the radio Turn it up so you can sing along Even though the notes are wrong I'm building up walls And trying to break all the falls All your life you're wondering We don't know what's happening Somethings gotta give Falling through the atmosphere See the world in black and white These pictures coming clear How many times I wished that you were here |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
This is my favorite disease,
I am sleeping in his dreams. And the TV is on It is seeping into me It is guiding my dreams It is only three So its Jeopardy You can go and burst my tiny bubble Blow me off without a care But I am sleeping where I want to. This is my favorite time. I can sleep until the phone rings And I doubt that it will. You can go and burst my tiny bubble Blow me off without a care But I am sleeping where I want to |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
It's freezing in Bristol
there's love on the tele a girl grinning at me she's doing the shimmy and she's cruel and she's skinny and she's a fool for the last living rock king it's her thrill it's her wonder it's her will it's her way home she's right where she always wanted to be she can't change change... change... it's lightening in London ([whisper] it's lightening in London) there's shit on the tele (there's shit on TV) you're pushing my buttons (pushing my buttons) you know how to touch me and I knew that you'd choose me by the times that you tried to refuse me it's your thrill it's your wonder it's your will it's your way home you're right where you always wanted to be you can't change change... change... (woah) it's morning in Philly ([whisper] it's morning in Philly) my head's feeling heavy (my head's feeling heavy) the sun makes me dizzy (the sun makes me sick) you monkey, you left me and I know that you miss me by the way that you kiss and resist me it's my thrill it's my wonder it's my will it's my way home I'm right where I always dreamed I would be I can't change change... change... (woah) |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
No one told me there'd be days like these I'm sick of sinkin' man I'm on my knees Tell me again just why you lied to me It's separation anxiety Where did I go wrong? Is what I'm feeling Some kinda love song To stop the bleedin' Get on the right track We'll never make it back You go the wrong way You're goin' my way All the things I said to you are over now And I just can't get over you Since you've been gone I fall apart I knew you'd leave me from the very start Tell me again just what you want from me It's separation anxiety |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
Seether is neither loose nor tight.
Seether is neither black nor white. I tried to keep her on a short leash, I tried to calm her down. I tried to ram her into the ground, yeah. Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth Seether is neither big nor small. Seether is the center of it all. I tried to rock her in my cradle, I tried to knock her out. I tried to cram her back in my mouth, yeah. Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth Keep her down, boiling water, Keep her down, what a lovely daughter. Oh, she is not born like other girls, But I know how to conceive her. Oh she may not look like other girls, But she's a snarl-toothed seether, seether! Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth Seether Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether Can't fight the seether I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth Yeah. |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I could hang around
You could let me down again but it's killing me I can't waste a sound here And you'll break me if you can You'll break me if you can * Drag me down again It's hard to be your scar A frozen satellite You never got that far It's hard to be your scar And cool like you Every sorry lie I can't live that down now So you'll wait and see I'm caught between the seam and me You'll break me if you can You'll break me, break me if you can * Repeat I could hang around You could let me down Drag me down again It's hard to be your scar A frozen satellite You never got that far (never got that far) So drag me down again It's hard to be your scar A frozen satellite You never got that farm (never got that far) Never got that far (never got that far) Never got that far |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
I could hang around you could let me down again but it's killing me I can't waste a sound again you'll break me if you can you'll break me if you can drag me down again it's hard to be your scar a frozen satellite you never got that far it's hard to be your scar be cool like you every sorry lie I can't live that down no so you'll wait and see I'm caught between the seam and me you'll break me if you can you'll break me, break me if you can I could hang around you could let me down drag me down again it's hard to be your scar a frozen satellite you never got that far (never got that far) so drag me down again it's hard to be your scar a frozen satellite you never got that far (never got that far) never got that far (never got that far) never got that far |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
I've been so low
Yeah I've been so strung out Can you picture this? I'll take something, it's better than nothing, anything That you've got to give I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Can you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? The more you whisper The words keep stinging in my ear We're never gunna be the same Sunshine fading And black sheets raining down on me They cover up everything I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Could you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? I've been so selfish I get so high Don't wanna come down I've been so low Yeah I've been so strung out Can you picture this? I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Could you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
I've been so low
Yeah I've been so strung out Can you picture this? I'll take something, it's better than nothing, anything That you've got to give I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Can you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? The more you whisper The words keep stinging in my ear We're never gunna be the same Sunshine fading And black sheets raining down on me They cover up everything I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Could you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? I've been so selfish I get so high Don't wanna come down I've been so low Yeah I've been so strung out Can you picture this? I can't let go I don't want you to know I've been down so low Could you save me? I'll fight my way Just to hear you say If I go up in flames Could you save me? |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I'm no good
I feel too small Something's gotta burn Sink on you Drunken highways Someone take the wheel * Faded in the blackout, you left me in It's safer on the outside I'm swimming in This kerosene it's hard to breathe The Statics got me down I can't sleep I'm disconnected Everything went wrong And certain stars Are sad and bruised like Someone's cheatin' heart * Repeat (3X) It's safer on the outside It's safer on the outside It's safer on the outside |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
I'm no good I feel too small something's gonna burn sink on you drunken highways someone take the wheel Faded in the blackout you left me in it's safer on the outside I'm swimming in this kerosene it's hard to breathe statics got me down I can't sleep I'm disconnected everything went wrong and certain stars are sad and bruised like someone's cheating heart Faded in the blackout you left me in it's safer on the outside I'm swimming in this kerosene it's hard to breathe statics got me down Faded in the blackout you left me in it's safer on the outside I'm swimming in this kerosene it's hard to breathe statics got me down Faded in the blackout you left me in it's safer on the outside I'm swimming in this kerosene it's hard to breathe statics got me down got me down, got me down, got me down safer on the outside, safer on the outside safer on the outside |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
I don't know what I can take
Can you feel the pressure break I've been getting by on nothing How long so long Feeling like I lost my vision Transmission full of dead ambition Kinda sorta gotta get it together I can't wait forever Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me I could never be that clever Even though it's now or never Counting down the seconds till it blows 4 3 2 1 Disappear without a trace Could I be in outer space Staring at the sun till I get how high so high Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Did I break down Can we slow down I wanna get out I don't wanna be so bored Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me You got the best of me (x8) |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
I don't know what I can take
Can you feel the pressure break I've been getting by on nothing How long so long Feeling like I lost my vision Transmission full of dead ambition Kinda sorta gotta get it together I can't wait forever Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me I could never be that clever Even though it's now or never Counting down the seconds till it blows 4 3 2 1 Disappear without a trace Could I be in outer space Staring at the sun till I get how high so high Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Did I break down Can we slow down I wanna get out I don't wanna be so bored Rise out of the atmosphere I gotta disappear I gotta get out of here You got the best of me Rise up and outta here Into the stratosphere I gotta get out of here You got the best of me You got the best of me (x8) |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
I was on you side and I can't believe that it's coming
back to haunt me. You were on that side too and I can't, no I can't go back and save you. Why didn't you do as you were told? Why didn't you just go home? And what you got in the bag? Non-recognition is the way to keep everything you want to hide. You stay on that side now 'cause I won't, no I won't go back and bail you out. Closer to the thing we had before. And what you got in the bag? You were closer than you thought. Closer than you thought you'd get. Don't you worry that pretty head now. Never thought that's what you'd get. Non-recognition is the... Why didn't you do as you were told? Why didn't you just go home? Now you're never coming back. You were closer... |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
I wind you up
then I wait for the melancholy I give you up while you sit here in all your glory I never thought you would I never knew you could but now you're gone and I don't think I care I sold your love down the river for a bow and arrow euphoria has just been here and she's looking terrible I never sung this low it's better if you go I know you're mine I sit here and want you to try to love me like a monster one last time control me like a father one last time stay with me till I'm stronger one last bound to kick me when I'm down don't kick me when I'm down I never thought you would I never understood and that's why I'm weak and I want you to try to make me an example one last time to drag me through the cycle one last time to make me a disciple one last round, will get me to the ground you'll get me on the ground (oh yeah) I'll see you around yeah, I'll see you around one last time and I'll see you around yeah, I'll see you around (na na na na na na na......) |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
Be my blind.
Be it all the time. Be it night or day, Take my sun away, away. Levolor, which of us is blind? Levolor, left me in the dark. Levolor, I can't see a thing but you, Is it morning? Blind me please, I am on my hands and knees. I can only pray Take my sun away, away. Levolor, which of us is blind? Levolor, left me in the dark. Levolor, I can't see a thing but you, Is it morning? It is time. It is time (oh-oh). Levolor, which of us is blind? Levolor, left me in the dark. Levolor, I can't see a thing but you, Is it morning? Levolor, which of us is blind? Levolor, left me in the dark. Levolor, I can't see a thing but you, Is it morning? Levolor, Levolor, Levolor, Levolor... |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues. Microphone, Check this rhyme, Pancho Villa was a friend of mine I get fucked up, holla back ya'll, And i kick it like Jackie Chan With my kung fu style I'll get rid of you in a while (yeah) Hey, Hey, Hey..all the bitches in the back C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) I know you know it's never forever, C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) You wanna hear i'm sorry? whatever! Now that you're gone I'm moving on You wrecked it all There's nothing left to lose except for you. I got my teenage kicks Pulling down boards like Rodman All the lipstick chicks, sing Na, na, na, na, na, na I get fucked up (holla back ya'll) And i rock it like Jackson Browne Let me tell you right now (what?!) I like strippers better anyhow. Hey, Hey, Hey..all the bitches in the back C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) I know you know it's never forever, C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) You wanna hear i'm sorry? whatever! Now that you're gone I'm moving on You wrecked it all There's nothing left to lose except for you. |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
Nothing left to lose
Except you and your baby blues. Microphone, Check this rhyme, Pancho Villa was a friend of mine I get fucked up, holla back ya'll, And i kick it like Jackie Chan With my kung fu style I'll get rid of you in a while (yeah) Hey, Hey, Hey..all the bitches in the back C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) I know you know it's never forever, C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) You wanna hear i'm sorry? whatever! Now that you're gone I'm moving on You wrecked it all There's nothing left to lose except for you. I got my teenage kicks Pulling down boards like Rodman All the lipstick chicks, sing Na, na, na, na, na, na I get fucked up (holla back ya'll) And i rock it like Jackson Browne Let me tell you right now (what?!) I like strippers better anyhow. Hey, Hey, Hey..all the bitches in the back C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) I know you know it's never forever, C'mon C'mon, get up get up (whoa) You wanna hear i'm sorry? whatever! Now that you're gone I'm moving on You wrecked it all There's nothing left to lose except for you. |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I don't ever try
To keep the love alive I've found the frequency You sucked it out of me I'm not the only one To hold a smoking gun You felt the gravity You think you're finally free I don't even know Which way it oughta go Get out before you drown Before they bring us down It's all inside of me My only enemy You sucked it out of me You fucked it outta me Watch the world turn on Watch the world turn on Watch the world turn on My only enemy I want it all before you go I want it all before you go I want it all before you go I don't even try To keep the love alive I've found the frequency You sucked it out of me You sucked it out of me You sucked it out of me My only enemy, my only enemy Watch the world turn on Watch the world turn on Watch the world turn on My only enemy, my only enemy My only enemy, my only enemy My only enemy Well fuck you, well fuck you |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
I don't ever try to keep the love alive I've found the frequency you sucked it out of me I'm not the only one to hold a smoking gun you felt the gravity you think you're finally free I don't even know which way it oughta go get out before you drown before they bring us down it's all inside of me my only enemy you sucked it out of me you fucked it outta me watch the world turn on watch the world turn on watch the world turn on my only enemy I want it all before you go I want it all before you go I want it all before you go I don't ever try to keep the love alive I've found the frequency you sucked it out of me you sucked it out of me you sucked it out of me my only enemy, my only enemy watch the world turn on watch the world turn on watch the world turn on my only enemy, my only enemy my only enemy, my only enemy my only enemy well fuck you, well fuck you |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
Some call it love I don't know what you're thinkin' of
Such a mystery to me Somehow you always like to play undercover It's your path to discover Roll me like we're tumbling dice A wrecking ball rag doll ain't no breathing space All the tapes have been erased Prize fighter taking all the punches he can stand And dropping on command All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you What you don't understand Forget the master plan I'd give it all away to have you back again I said it in my letter So we could make it better No need for you to read between the lines Baby can I be your baby Definitely maybe won't do Ruby red play dead they don't make a sound Plastic soldiers in a row You're shouting calling all destroyers what to do They're coming after you Surrender but the battle is won She thought of cars where to drive trying to survive How to make the great escape Still watching life on other planets fall apart She wears it on her heart All my dreams are trying to come true But all I ever wanted was you Someday you'll see All our worlds collide Way out in space |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
When you've had enough
When you've got it bad enough and you can't let go When it comes to blows And you start to overflow And you can't get home It's a subtle kind of cruel It taps my spine here I'm drawing a line I'm asking please Don't you want to be happy with me? I'm afraid if you don't come around soon i'll turn sadder than you ever were And you'll learn loneliness is worse You've got to try December's all alone and he's calling me on the phone But he sounds so cold He says he loves me so But how would i ever know? Certain words grow old It's a vicious kind of catch It sides me blind now I'm out of my mind I want to scream Don't you want to be happy with me? I'm afraid if you don't come around soon i'll turn sadder than you ever were And you'll learn loneliness is worse You've got to try Love liked me long ago It had a way of making everyone the same But now the angels must laugh and sigh To hear me pleading with you Needing this you this way Oh why don't you want to be happy with me? I'm afraid if you don't come around soon i'll turn sadder than you ever were And you'll learn loneliness is worse You've got to try to stay mine all the way |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
Little Rosa was gonna shine. Little Rosa had a real
bad time. She was not like anyone else. She never will. Little Rosa the boys let her know she's just not that way she don't put on a show for nobody. Not even you. She gonna sit alone. Why would you make her feel so small that she'd just disappear |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
It's getting harder to believe I've gotta go, but I don't
want to leave. You've got your mortality on your sleeve. And if I'm something you've outgrown, you think that maybe I'd have know. God I wish I'd just known. I want you to be like me. It would be so easy if you'd just agree. [I] I've chucked it all out in the past 'cause you're the one I want at last you are the one for me. I want you to be... |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
Started out with defeat. Everyone was asleep. And now
you know that it's time to make up you mind like me. Now I'm not one to complain but you're driving me insane. And now you know that it's time to make up your mind like me. Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer, Open up your door. If there could be last bliss; well here's the one you missed and now you know that it's time to make up your mind like me. Jennifer... |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
it would be nice to know everything
but i never said i did and now that i'm a moving target with nothing to admit what will i find when i cross that line for now it's fine just say goodnight though it would be a kick to get my way but i hardly ever do and the closest that i ever get is nothing on you like what happened when i said you'd never go but now i know that i'm a fool to think that you could ever be that true so you decide i'm not a child and somehow i'll get by and now just think for a minute what you said and then about what you've done and i'll think about your other girls and how i want to be the only one make a plan figure out where you stand and see it through just make your move i'm a fool to think that you could ever be that true now you decide i'm not a child and somehow i'll get by i don't care what you say i don't care what you do i don't care what you say i don't care what you do just make it me just make it me |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
Got nothing to lose this time
And I'm bored with the same old lines I never know what to do or what to say to you One look and you'll knock me out You put me on the floor with a ten count I don't wanna make a scene I gotta make you see That I've been waiting for a girl like you And I know there's nothing I could do * Don't wanna make you hurt Don't wanna make you feel Like the world ain't on your side Like you're never gonna get it right No I can't fight I can't sleep at night Just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you Yes I am You've been on my mind Since I saw you walking by I knew I had to know you better, you were everything But I didn't know what to say So you just walked away I couldn't believe what a fool I was to let you go Cause that I've been waiting for a girl like you And I know there's nothing I could do * Repeat Yeah! Then I saw you at the beach talking with my friends I couldn't believe my eyes it was my lucky day So I just asked you out to the Forum to see No Doubt When you said you would go I thought I might explode Cause that I've been waiting for a girl like you And I know there's nothing I could do Don't wanna make you hurt Don't wanna make you feel Like the world ain't on your side Like you're never gonna get it right No I can't fight I can't sleep at night Just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you Don't wanna make you hurt Don't wanna make you feel Like the world ain't on your side No I can't fight I can't sleep at night Just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you Yes I am Yes I am I am a fool for you Yes I am I am |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
got nothing to loose this time and I'm bored with the same old lines I never know what to do or what to say to you one look and you'll knock me out you put me on the floor with a ten count I don't wanna make a scene I gotta make you see that I've been waiting for a girl like you and I know there's nothing I could do don't wanna make you hurt don't wanna make you feel like the world ain't on your side like you're never gonna get it right no I can't fight I can't sleep at night just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you yes I am you've been on my mind since I saw you walking by I knew I had to know you better you were everything but I didn't know what to say so you just walked away I couldn't believe what a fool I was to let you go cause that I've been waiting for a girl like you and I know there's nothing I could do don't wanna make you hurt don't wanna make you feel like the world ain't on your side like you're never gonna get it right no I can't fight I can't sleep at night just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you yes I am then I saw you at the beach talking with my friends I couldn't believe my eyes it was my lucky day so I just asked you out to the Forum to see No Doubt when you said you would go I thought I might explode cause that I've been waiting for a girl like you and I know there's nothing I could do don't wanna make you hurt don't wanna make you feel like the world ain't on your side like you're never gonna get it right no I can't fight I can't sleep at night just thinking about you girl I'm a fool don't wanna make you hurt don't wanna make you feel like the world ain't on your side no I can't fight I can't sleep at night just thinking about you girl I'm a fool for you yes I am yes I am I'm a fool for you yes I am I am |
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from 10 Things I Hate About You (내가 널 사랑할 수 없는 10가지 이유) by Richard Gibbs [ost] (1999)
I want you to want me
I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm begging you to beg me I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'll shine up my old brown shoes I'll put on a brand new shirt I'll get home early from work If you say that you love me Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm begging you to beg me I'll shine up my old brown shoes I'll put on a brand new shirt I'll get home early from work If you say that you love me Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? Hey Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I see you crying? I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm begging you to beg me I want you to want me I want you to want me I want you to want me I want you to want meeeee |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
that's the greatest picture i have ever seen
so i stole it for myself so you could see just what i mean and this alluvial fan it represents my life i've got the strength to move but why should i i got time i got time that's the greatest story i have heard so far lilies in the toilet spider driving motor cars all the evidence would seem to point out that i'm just another choke in your wheels and that you got me trapped i got time i got time you take the weight off the heavy notion i'll take the wave from coast to ocean that's why the ride is light it's all alright it's alright this alluvial fan it represents my life i've got the strength to move but why should i you take the weight off the heavy notion and i'll... i got time it's what i got |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
It's okay that you forget. It's alright
that you don't wanna remember. In your hands you've got a martyr's head, in your mind, I know that's what you wish you were. Turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby. Yeah. That's what's the matter with you. But I could sleep through this. I am mystified as I am in it. If that's your ride, well then you ought to get it. It's just as if I wasn't dreaming. It's all the same, 'cause I still wake up screaming. Turn my blue sky black you're such a hard luck baby. Yeah. That's what's the matter with you. But I could sleep through this. You're pilgrim in the boxcar. You can never look back too far. You can't ever look back. ... Turn my blue sky black you're such a hard luck baby. Yeah. That's what's the matter with you. But I could sleep through anything.. |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
wanna [want to] remember. In your hands you've got a
martyr's head, in your mind, I know that's what you wish you were. Turn my blue sky black, you're such a hard luck baby. Yeah. That's what's the matter with you. But I could sleep through this. I am mystified as I am in it. If that's your ride, well then you ought to get it. It's just as if I wasn't dreaming. It's all the same, 'cause I still wake up screaming. Turn my blue sky black... You're pilgrim in the boxcar. You can never look back too far. You can't ever look back. Turn my blue... I could sleep through anything |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
Nobody really knows the pain
But everybody knows your name You've got their full attention, all eyes on you Small talk can get you through the day There's got to be a better way When all your friends are faceless You can fake it He knows the highs and lows He'll give you what you need And we all agree it's time to shine He'll stand and deliver He goes about his day Smile and a wink hello When the picture's gone Fading to black he's poppin' down prozac Nobody knows the highs and the lows Sports cars and fancy souvenirs That you collected all these years So proud and self assured, hold your head high A chest of broken memories Of how and why and what could be Still locked inside your closet You can't fake it |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I wanna turn you on again
Turn you around and maybe then tune you out I don't know how to make it real Whatever you want it's no big deal Change my tone * I gotta disappear Don't wanna hear that sound on the radio Yeah we could all hum along Cause it's the same old song I don't know how to make it stop Go left to the dial to really rock But I'm not sure yeah I'll kick it over anyway It's cool but your starting to decay It's in your face * Repeat You could watch me come undone You could watch me come undone Yeah you You could watch me come undone Two freak you You could hum along, you could hum along You could hum along, you could hum along I wanna turn you on again Turn you around and maybe then * Repeat I gotta disappear Don't wanna hear that sound on the radio Yeah we could all hum along Yeah we could hum along Yeah |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
I wanna turn you on again turn you around and maybe then tune you out I don't know how to make it real what ever you want it's not big deal change my tone I gotta disappear don't wanna hear that sound on the radio yeah we could all hum along cause it's the same old song I don't know how to make it stop (go left to the dial) to really rock but I'm not sure yeah I'll kick it over anyway it's cool but your starting to decay it's in your face you could watch me come undone you could watch me come undone yeah you you could watch me come undone (two) freak you you could hum along, you could hum along you could hum along, you could hum along I wanna turn you on again turn you around and maybe then I gotta disappear don't wanna hear that sound on the radio yeah we could all hum along yeah we could hum along yeah |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
She likes the boys in the band I'm moving fast as I can Sliding over in her direction Pause to check out my reflection She's wearing all the right clothes The jam is playing on the stereo Checking emails on her phone She got more hits than the rolling stones Hell yeah so young and fine Could she be the one my baby I'm gonna make her mine At least for tonight Hey ya'll I gotta know Did she get my number maybe You tell her blow me up I'm one call away, hell yeah She's everything that you need The kinda girl we all dream of Long legs never stop Like all those videos in zz topp She got the stars in her eyes And she don't mind if you tease her Can't get her outta my mind Can't you see she put the freak on me Hell yeah so young and fine Could she be the one my baby I'm gonna make her mine At least for tonight Hey ya'll I gotta know Did she get my number maybe You tell her blow me up I'm one call away, hell yeah You know it hurts when she looks so bad Can't you see you're the best thing I never had I'm walking out the door before I act like a fool (She's not that cool) Hell yeah so young and fine Could she be the one my baby I'm gonna make her mine At least for tonight Hey ya'll I gotta know Did she get my number maybe You tell her blow me up I'm one call away Hell yeah so young and fine Could she be the one my baby I'm gonna make her mine At least for tonight Hey ya'll I gotta know Did she get my number maybe You tell her blow me up I'm one call away, hell yeah |
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from American Hi-Fi - Hearts On Parade (2005)
I don't understand How we drift so far away I keep on holding on But your hands are feeling so numb Nobody told me that there would be days like these I'm falling baby can't you see And you're in no hurry to keep me from coming undone Take a look at what we've become Where do we go from here? I don't wanna disappear Our hearts are on parade So you can watch them fade I don't understand how the worst of times Get stuck in your mind I'd like to take away All the stupid things that we say |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
Ten thousand years have passed and [it] don't matter
much to him that ten thousand years have passed before. There's nothing he can't do. Nothing he won't say. 'Cause don't you know he knows it anyway. He's got an answer for everything. So if you want to know about landlocked countries in Asia under the strong-arm hold of Buddhists, it's Nepal. He's got an answer. |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing (2003)
I see you in a daydream
Turn it on now make a big scene You kiss you kiss when you want something Fake a smile now You got it all And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus Keep your head down till the bitter end Make believe that you my best friend You trade passion for fashion Nothings cool like when we were cool And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus You fall through to cracks of the city street You can't see straight You can't see straight I see you in a daydream Turn it on now make a big scene It makes you happy It makes you happy It makes you happy It makes you happy And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me You fall through to cracks of the city street You can't see straight You can't see straight You can't see straight |
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from American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing [Explicit Version] (2003)
I see you in a daydream
Turn it on now make a big scene You kiss you kiss when you want something Fake a smile now You got it all And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus Keep your head down till the bitter end Make believe that you my best friend You trade passion for fashion Nothings cool like when we were cool And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus You fall through to cracks of the city street You can't see straight You can't see straight I see you in a daydream Turn it on now make a big scene It makes you happy It makes you happy It makes you happy It makes you happy And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me I know how to stay outta focus And that oughta get you nowhere What you say to me You fall through to cracks of the city street You can't see straight You can't see straight You can't see straight |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
say it's a good clip is a real good way to go
real fast say it i'm on track and i'm built for speed pull up the back on your mark ready set go teaser with pretty lines with shiny glass and perfect time ease up against my spine because there's still a million miles to climb on your mark go would i do what it takes if it would shut you off? now don't be so sure but don't make me have to find out i feel lucky you look nice i'm not gonna say it twice you're in my car now say it a good clip is a real good way to go real fast could i do what it takes if it would shut you off? now don't be so sure but don't make me have to find out i fell lucky you look nice and i'm gonna say it twice you're in my car now |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
Yellow baby, a yellow baby is a bad sign.
But I don't mind, I don't mind. Ohh, Forsythia. Spider monkey, a spider monkey is a good lie. But I don't know why. Ohh, Forsythia, Oh-ohh. I don't mind sitting in the way, way back. I don't mind lying to my friends. One thing about Forsythia, She comes around and I get lost Against her yellow I'm no longer me. Yellow daisy, a dandelion or a pussy willow, It's a different thing. Oh-oh, Forsythia. Forsythia. Forsythia. One thing about Forsythia, She comes around and I get lost Against her yellow I'm no longer me. One thing about Forsythia... There's one thing about Forsythia... |
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from Veruca Salt - American Thights (2005)
Twice bitten, twice baked.
Twice led down the same mistake. Try me on a Saturday, try me. Try me. Fine fool for a holiday Slow sun in a Spanish way One heart for one week of May, why me? Why me? Twice given to yesterday Right for a foray with fate. Fly me home to heaven's gate, fly me. Fly me. Fly... Twice bitten, twice baked. Twice led down the same mistake. Try me on a Saturday, try me. Try me. Try me, try me. |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
She paints her nails and she don't know
He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he wished she was And he means everything to her * Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak It's friday night and she's all alone He's a million miles away She's dressed to kill But the TV's on He's connected to the sound And he's got pictures on the wall Of all the girls he's loved before And she knows all his favorite songs * Repeat Yeah! Her boyfriend, he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned, he's too stoned He's too stoned, he's too stoned * Repeat Yeah she's the flavor of the weak She makes me weak |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi [Explicit Version] (2001)
She paints her nails and she don't know He's got her best friend on the phone She'll wash her hair His dirty clothes are all he gives to her And he's got posters on the wall Of all the girls he wished she was And he means everything to her Her boyfriend he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak It's friday night and she's all alone He's a million miles away She's dressed to kill But the TV's on He's connected to the sound And he's got pictures on the wall Of all the girls he's loved before And she knows all his favorite songs Her boyfriend he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak Yeah Her boyfriend he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned he's too stoned He's too stoned he's too stoned Her boyfriend he don't know Anything about her He's too stoned Nintendo I wish that I could make her see She's just the flavor of the weak Yeah she's the flavor of the weak She makes me weak |
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from Letters To Cleo - Go! (1997)
once i knew this boy you wanted what you could
get if you wanted is so bad why did you go and take it out in trade instead my momma cried she shook and wandered off to a different place my daddy couldn't make things bettter then if he couldn't say it wait around and maybe i'll forget about it after awhile instead i like to think ahead 'til they find you dead skipping out on god is bad but not worse than mitigating it that's why i don't make the time to hope and pray so i'm just gonna shine in the brillance of the only one who's gotten you behind wait around... 'til i find a bag and get my turn in effigy you'll burn |
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from Letters To Cleo - Wholesale Meats And Fish (1995)
Why you gotta sit in my easychair. What makes you
think that I would care? When I say to you - what are you going to do? So I got you to at least say please, that's how I know that you're on your knees. But I'm thinking too. What am I gonna do. To not take the fast way it evens out every time. God how I love a boy on the go and what you've got I just have to know. [And] 'cause what else is there to say [when] it's such a sunny day. So I got you to at least say please that's how I know that you're on you knees. But I'm thinking too, baby, are we through? To not take the fast way it evens out every time. |
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from Veruca Salt - Eight Arms To Hold You (1997)
Sleep little flea
Little boy Me a freak Am i clean? I feel like men I feel like boys I think i'm peeling the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd I'm disconnected I am unattached An unmade bed makes me feel like a failure Bedroom eyes lead to blurry vision And the ringing in my ears from playing too loud I hear the ocean I hear the crowd Too pale Too sick Too scrawny But i'll sleep here anyway And the sheets smell like bodies Not mine Not yours It's two a.m. and it's quiet again Where's my lip gloss? |
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from American Hi-Fi - American Hi-Fi (2001)
I don't need to know why
Cause tomorrow I'll be fine I should learn to be still If I close my eyes I'll realize what you meant * Don't wait for the sun It could turn black any day I lost my head in the clouds When will this haze go away I never wanted this Now it's all I've got Someone else is keeping time I think I'm falling apart If you were me, would you do it like I do * Repeat Don't wait for the sun It could turn black any day I lost my head in the clouds When will this haze go away So don't wait for the sun Don't wait for the sun Don't wait for the sun Cause it could turn black any day You're all that I wanted |
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