[Originally by Tracy Ullman] I made my reservation, I'm leaving town tomorrow I'll find somebody new and there'll be no more sorrow That's what I do
[Originally by Slaughter And The Dogs] I Saw You Down James Bar I Thought You Were Some Kind of Movie Star You Got That Look That Turns Me On I Want
la douleur est passagere, la gloire est eternelle nous savons tous que les filles aiment les cicatrices j'ai connu ma periode bouteilles-cassees j'ai
who do they save tell me what is good for me i need to see the light teach me how to hug a tree and save me from the right tell me that your better than
[Originally by the Gonads] Don?t know who I insulted maybe it was you Drinks I had resulted in a tirade or two I went down town to get into trouble
Kids on the streets doin' what we do best Runnin' rampant & lookin' sharp, leaving fuck all for the rest Killin' time with a bottle in each hand Don'
You're always talking at me I can't hear what your sayin' You say you know all the songs But you don't know what we're playin' You say that you "hear
hang out now I feel alright Come on down now Let's hang out now Let's start the night I'll tell my boss to kiss my ass A middle finger from the working class
Four young strong Chelloveks Fighting hard for their kicks Come on down have a drink on us A nice tall glass of Moloko Plus [Chorus:] Now it's time
People come up to me everyday They ask me why I dress this way They don't know what to say When I spit on them and walk away [Chorus:] I wanna stay
You know, everyone we know They all have their own drug Mine just happens to be punk music And drinkin' at the Pub [Chorus:] Cuz I, I, I, I'm addicted
Let's go out & cause some trouble Your among friends so don't be humble Let's go live life on the edge Not give a shit what anyone says [Chorus:] Smash
When your feelin' down For you I'll be around It's not hard to see To believe in solidarity Cuz you're my friend You are my family Sometimes life is
When your boss wants to give you the boot Goddamn fucker that wear the suit There aint one that's good on this earth Cuz they never wanna pay you what
Locked away in a filthy room Pour it in and burn the spoon Hear the cries of a wounded cat Vomit in your dreams while on your back (We don't abide by
I can't seem to get the signal I need I think my radio's broken there was a time it played so loud and the speakers they were smokin' but time moves
43rd and Speedway's goin up in flames, The kids are pissed, they're not playing games, Lefty hippies in brand new cars, Get in line, we're handing out
Your image of beauty is a bit askew brainwashing girls from the age of two you airbrushed playmates dont turn me on with collagen lips and silicone
