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2007.07.02. 11:42
Working Class Hero
As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool Till you're so fuckin' crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still ------- peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me If you want to be a hero well just follow me
I fought the law
Breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed the money 'cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so sad I guess my race is run Well she's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the
Robin' people with a six gun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I miss my baby and I miss my fun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so sad I guess my race is run Why she's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the
I fought the law and the law won [x7] I fought the law and the
D.U.I.
Let's get drunk and go out driving Let's see just how quickly we can go Let's plowed and plow down some old lady Let's go drink off the stereo
Let's go down and vomit out the window Let's keep score of how many we've killed Two tequila slammers off the dashboard There's an alcoholic at the wheel
Careful when I'm taking this next corner Don't want anybody wasting beer Pass another lime and Corona Too drunk to use my butt for shifting gears
Let's get drunk and go out driving Let's do donuts in the cul-de-sac Let's get drunk and go out driving Whirling and we're never coming back
Whirling and we're never coming back
Whirling and we're never coming back
Favorite son
He hit the ground running, At the speed of light. The star was brightly shining, Like a neon light.
It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son.
A fixture on the talkshows, To the silver screen. From here to Colorado, He's a sex machine.
It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son.
But isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? It's pretty bloody sad, but isn't it a drag?
A clean-cut All-American, Really ain't so clean. His royal auditorium, Is a murder scene.
It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. Oh, isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? Isn't it a drag? It's pretty bloody sad, but isn't it a drag?
Well no one says it's fair. Turn a teenage lush, To a millionaire.
Now where's your fuckin' champion? On a bed you laid. He's not the All-American, That you thought you paid.
It's your favorite son. It's your favorite son. But isn't it a drag?
Governator
He's at it again And he's gonna win Gonna take it for a hell ride anyway He's on your side Gonna throw you aside And let the vultures pick apart what's left Seems like everything was just a fraction of a second from being okay So run and hide 'cause we're all gonna die And let the vultures pick apart what's left I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back He's at it again He's at it again And it makes great television watching the world end He's at it again He's gonna win Gonna take it for a joyride anyway You're standing in line, better make up your mind And let the bastard pick apart what's left of you Seems like everything was just a fraction of being a dream So run and hide 'cause we're all gonna die Let the government decide what's left I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back He's at it again He's at it again And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back Walk around I see Million possibilities Well I know Nowhere to go And I can't comprehend Things this real seems so pretend I know...I don't know But I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back I'll be back And it makes great television watching the world end I'll be back
I don't want to know if you are lonely
I'm curious to know exactly how you are I keep my distance but that distance is too far It reassures me just to know that you're okay But I don't want you to go on needing me this way
And I, don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know if you are less than lonely Don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know, don't want to know
The day you left me left me feeling oh so bad Still I'm not sure about all the doubts we had From the beginning we both knew it wouldn't last Decisions have been made, the die has been cast
And I,don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know if you are less than lonely Don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know, don't want to know DON'T WANNA KNOW
The phone is ringing and the clock says 4 am If it's your friends, well I don't wanna hear from them Please leave your number and a message at the tone Or you can just go on and leave me here alone
And I, don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know if you are less than lonely Don't wanna know if you are lonely Don't wanna know, don't want to know
Like a rat does cheese
Suck my dick until your lips fall off. Don't make me ask again please. Put it down your throat until it makes you cough. Nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese.
Well you're from the south your a special kind of girl. Put my nuts in your mouth just like you was a squirrel. Work on the shaft, cradle on the balls. Baby just dont bite it, get it on get it on.
Suck my dick until your lips fall off. Don't make me ask again please. Put it down your throat until it makes you cough. Nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese.
Well why don't you go down and a hook a brother up? Swallow it on down or spit it in a cup. Wipe it on your t-shirt let it dribble down your chin. Smoke a couple Newports and suck that dick again.
Suck my dick until your lips fall off. Don't make me ask again please. Put it down your throat until it makes you cough. Nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese.
Shoplifter
Shoplifter, you'll never learn When you commit the crime Shoplifter, you're getting burned And now you gotta do the time
It's a 1, 2, 3 on the felony Well not everything is free Now that you served the community It's the life of a petty thief
It's not considered stealing Unless you're getting caught But you'll be caught stealing Tryin' to take something you haven't got
Shoplifter, you'll never learn What lies behind your back Not a burgler or a bankrobber Just a kleptomaniac
It's not considered stealing Unless you're getting caught But you'll be caught stealing Tryin' to take something you haven't got
Shoplifter, you'll never learn When you commit the crime Shoplifter, you're getting burned And now you gotta do the time Oh now you gotta do the time Well now you gotta do some time
Shout
Now wait a minute (yeah yeah...yeah) I want you to know I want you to know now You've been so good Even better than myself
You been so good to me (x3)
You know you make me wanna shout Pick my hands up and shout (x4)
(Hey-Hey-A-Hey) (x4)
A little bit softer now (x12)
(Shooby-doo-wop-bop-bop) (x 4)
Always look on the bright side of life (x4)
(Hey-Hey-A-Hey) (x4)
A little bit louder now (x12)
Jump up and shout now (x4)
(Hey-Hey-A-Hey) (x4)
The Angel and the Jerk
Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Can't you see there's something wrong Gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone
On a night just like tonight Below my window pussies fight I'm gonna be so far away Exactly like you are today You must have thought you really scored 'Cause we're the Angel and the Jerk You know I love to be ignored Just take for granted all my work
Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Can't you see there's something wrong Your Gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone
Look at me...... Who do you see?..... Am I a mirror to your moods...?
Today's the day...... I break away..... I'm pulling on my walking boots
Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Your gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone Wake up, stupid! something's wrong Gonna miss me miss me when I'm gone
I always hope you'd be the one That's gonna meet me eye-to-eye I must be brighter than the sun Or else you've gone completely shy Am I handy poltergeist? By day a busy little elf A saint to rival Jesus Christ You'd better feed and clothe yourself
Your gonna miss me miss me...
The ballad of Wihelm Fink
Said that I'd meet you at the Berekley Marina 3 A.M. Where no one will be found All I got in mind is a boons farm jug of wine Smash the bottle in the parkin' lot But considerin' our luck We'll get busted by the cops Instead of sex, We'll go to jail Another Lesson learned and failed
The Saints are coming
There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one
I cried to my daddy on the telephone 'How long now?' Until the clouds unroll and you come home the line went But the shadows still remain since your descent your descent
I cried to my daddy on the telephone 'How long now?' Until the clouds unroll and you come home the line went But the shadows still remain since your descent your descent
The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief How long now 'Til a weather change condemns belief How long now When the night watchman let's in the thief Whats wrong now
The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply I say no matter how I try, I realize there’s no reply
Too much too soon
She's always living like she's running out of time Too much just ain't enough to keep her satisfied Her plastic card is filled with nothing comes to mind It's now her occupation that she's overqualified
The looks are always so deceiving The truth is always misconstrued
To you... Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you too
He's talking shit about how it's better way back when He lives every waking moment as means to an end We are we are but I'm not I never used to be So god bless your fucking past and to hell with your glory
The looks are always so deceiving The truth is always misconstrued
Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you too
She packs her bags and says goodbye and bon voyage Farewell see you in hell I hope you rest in pieces Fuck you Oh..oh oh oh oh... Oh..oh oh oh oh...
Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you Too much too soon Too little and now your coming unglued Too much too soon Too late and now it sucks to be you too
Woah...oh oh oh oh..
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