we flipped our finger to the king of england stole our country from the indians with gaul at our side and guns in our hands we took it for our own a nation
She says you're the only one But she's an 80's girl, and she can't get enough Treat you so right till your supply runs dry won't you please love my friends
Thou shalt not commit laundry Thou shalt not create ties with the scathed Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's food Thou shalt always go for greatness
Running out of time again Where did you go wrong this time? When your problems overwhelm you Go get drunk it's party time Take a quaalude, relax your
i know i don't control you i know i don't own you but i still feel a sense of pride 'cause i know what we have is a lie it's a lie and it always used
Stay away from the chilli verde you take the heat - it's gonna bite back unless you want to get blown away treat the spider with a little respect blast
(Lyrics and Music by B. Stevenson) * It's not like you said it was Nothing like you said it was It's a dirty old place and I can't go back
I'm looking straight down, I'm sick and I need a friend I didn't know they came like that I'm thinking things now, I thought I'd never think I didn't
Hear about the president? He used to smoke pot He never broke the law Cause he never got caught It's a sign of the times, it's the ultimate crime Guilty
Its been so long since I had a smile I've stayed sad for such a long while If you can cheer me up I could learn to love you You kiss me now and I turn
I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow What started out as friendship, has grown stronger I only wish I had the
(Lyrics by M. Aukerman, Music by B. Stevenson) You were depressed, you were really messed up You know I understand But why did you not talk
Clean sheets mean a lot, To a man who sleeps on the floor. Well I wanted your love, On the shelf or the dresser drawer. You tucked me in, Stopped my tossing
I don?t believe in unity It?s just one more abandoned dream Once the people get together it?s easy to see It?s just a matter of time before they come
All!
The days are blood No beginning, no end Bleeding like a fountain pen The days are blood Alarm clock rips open my eyes I'm so tired Staring at the black
Mug mug mug Coffee mug Gonna clear the haze Liquid proof That I can win this race Coffee mug The grip that keeps me tall My inter-link Keeps me questing
Well I'm not a cool guy anymore as if I ever was before I took a look at all the signs then rolled it over in my mind the feeling I could not release
