Hey you, you really didn't have to pay Save it for a rainy day Hey you, so long since we had our glory days Then we both went seperate ways, so long
Dressed up in studs and leather Pushed up against a wall I wanna see you shake your tail feather Shift to the banging roll I got no time for love But
Hey! If You See Kaye If You See Kaye If You See Kaye Tell her I love her OK? A? Well if you see Kaye We met at UCLA Where did she go? I wanna know because
Greetings, my name is Stephen Hawking Anyway, please follow our denim leaders As they enter the final black hole A new dimension in rock music Welcome
Once upon a time I thought that I'd go far Pictured myself getting bowled In a company car But now those days are over And the well is dry I sit around
I am the midnight nambla I am the two inch gambler The fondler of the nobbler The nemesis of the toddler I look just like your father But I am the midnight
Outside of anything Me? I like to dance and I like to sing Couse thats easy when your running outside Only outside and you are looking in All the squares
Kick it Mr. Summers I've been locked down I've been locked up I've been shut down So just shut it up I've been laughed at I've been spit at I've been
Ethnic hair styles Sloppy male hippies Retro punks People with thick glasses Glorifying serial killers Hobbit motherfuckers No guts, no glory No riot
Meanwhile, caught in the eye of a blizzard of flames, in order to survive, the alpha denim recruits were forced to strip down to their...SCANDINAVIAN
Ich bin geil Argh Every time I walk down the street Erection When I see a woman that I'd like to beat Erection When I think of blood I think of love
When you're bored and you need a kick When you're hot and your fingers itch Don't wanna go to work again ever no more, boy Every night when I'm on the
Humiliation Street Where all the danger kids meet The dagger dudes and the dirt done cheap That's what I say Humiliation Row Where all the hollow kids
You know I want it all Lion machines putting on the green Bring all that you can bring Beat the machine boy You know I want it all To much genetic debris
Hot Stuff When I see you on my TV screen Hot Stuff Oh you make me wanna cream my jeans Hot shit Oh boy I wish I was your man Baby take good care in Afghanistan
Hush earthling You're not worthy Hush earthling You reek of turdy Hush earthling You flip me the birdy Hush earthling Now you gonna hurty Hush earthling
Let's go Alright Hey, punkettes look at me I master eternity Gonna make you scream out loud Get the fuck off of my cloud Alright, I'm in complete control
Young Boys Feet Went to the shoe store Lookin' to meet Some young boy witha pair of nice feet He's fourteen (and I'm looking for work) Shoe store job