i'm so bored, i wanna get in trouble buried alive, beneath my life's rubble i'll tell you what's really making me sad you're disinterest is driving me mad you're so fine if you were mine i'd love you up give me a sign my darling well i can shine if y
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.! Move why'self to go again Cold water in the face Brings you back to this awful place Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too Must get up an' learn those rules Weather man and the crazy chief One says sun and one says sleet
i never thought that i could be so bold to even say these thoughts aloud i see you with your man your eyes just shine while he stands tall and walking proud that look you give that guy i wanna see looking right at me if i could be that guy instead of
Bought this guitar At a shop called Mars But on the way back home Strange things happened in my car Started to play All by itself Creatures jumped from The highest shelf Until I touched string 12 This magnificent tree Appeared in my mind Even without
(Frankie Laine, Fred Karger) You're my magnificent obsession The greatest wonder on this earth. The Taj Mahal and other spendors To me really have no worth. You're my magificent possession, A treasure lent me from above. As long as I have breath with
"You know, the fun of watching fireworks Is built pretty much around the a capella vocal approval that YOU do, With or after each explosion. All right, we provide the fireworks, you do the oohs and aahs." You left the house to see it shine And w
Turn the ugly light off God Wanna feel the night Everyday it shines down on me Don't you think that I see Don't you think that I see What it's all about Hard to look the other way While the world passes me by Eels And everyone is trying to bum me out
You know what? I'm in a good mood today Well I'm so happy it's not yesterday Man it was brutal, with planning tissues I guess you could say that I had issues Well it's looking good, I dug my way out I'm changing up what the story's about Chorus: When
Saturday Morning And whos gonna play with me? Six in the morning, baby I got a long, long day ahead of me The parents are sleeping soundly The neighbors are dead as wood Im getting up and coming over We gotta rock the neighborhood Nothings ever gonna