I know that you're in there I can see you You're saying you're ok I don't believe you And now that the gig is off The spell is broken The fat lady sung
(ohhh!) (Mommy!) (she touched me Mommy!) (ohhh!) (Mommy!) (he touched me first!) you two! you make me mad! you're bad! you go to your room! (you make
and I got three-point-six to go one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here one down and three-point-six tomorrow and I'm out of here people tell me "Ben
from "The Grinch" Soundtrack I'm not so bad I just hate to see a good time had By everyone but me On this lonely Christmas Eve I hear them up and down
had a dream that you were in the leather jacket that didn't fit until we split in two half of you turned into glue, and half of me latched onto you
I know a girl who thinks of ghosts she'll make you breakfast, she'll make you toast she don't use butter, she don't use cheese, she don't use jelly or
If you want to be free Then I want you to be You?re not mine anymore You?re public property You?re a slave to these people who Don?t even know
1, 2 his wife is tired, she wants to sleep, but all that Morgan Davis wants is Cream of Wheat he waits and when she turns out the lights he tiptoes
Pale, pubescent beasts, roam through the streets And coffee-shops, their prey gather in herds Of stiff knee-length skirts, and white ankle-socks But
I'm getting down to the last pair of shoes Can't even win the nickel bet Because them that's got Are them that gets and I ain't seen nothing yet I see
Tourists wear their wallets in high places when abroad So as not to be ripped off in ways to which they're not apprised Lawyers write some goofy terms
I?m ?trolling food court for girls Yeah, it?s the best job in the world They know they?re safe with me They love my little mustache They love a man
Saw a silhouette Cross the fluorescent Floating overhead Undoing his helmet Through the murky beams and Blue-green sea life I saw him spinning towards
won't you look up at the skyline at the mortar, block, and glass and check out the reflections in my eyes? you see they always used to be there even
I met this girl, she looked like Axl Rose got drunk and took her home and we slept in our clothes and in the morning put my feet on the floor and thought
she's a million miles away from me seperated by a hollow wooden door some time we can't erase serves me right to let her in the first time that she knocked
I was never cool in school I'm sure you don't remember me and now its been ten years and I'm still wondering who to be and I'd love to mix in circles
stop the bus I wanna be lonely when seconds pass slowly and years go flying by you gotta stop the bus and get off here enough's enough, and I'm leaving