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52 girls
 
Shelly , Jane, Laura, Stacey
See them on the beachOr in New York City
Jennifer and Cyndee
And Sascha and Marvin
Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today

Chelsea and Gloria and Wendy and Glenda
These are the girls of the USA
The principal girls of the USA

Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today

Oh Rose, Rose and Denise
And Michelle and Randi, Kamala and Roma
Cynthia and Lisa, Tammi and Virginia
And Stephanie and Jamie-O

These are the girls of the USA
The principal girls of the USA

Can you name, name, name, name them today
Can you name, name, name, name them today
 
 
80 times
 
80 times was all it took for him he has no more tries
No one seems to care too much for him
You can see it in his eyes

Drive down the street that he's on
Don't look his way
You keep going on and on and on
But you can't hear him say

Help Help
Help Me
Help Help

Baghdad
 
In your plane in the blue sky
You roam around
Worlds that echo in your mind
Make your heart beat faster

'This is no Vietnam
We will win in Iraq'

The president said, 'Let it ride'
Islam be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad

Warrior, the time bomb's about to go
What will you feel
Will you even wonder
If the man that's in your sights
Ever kissed his girlfriend good-bye
The Captain said, 'Kill or die'
Islam be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad

Great satan, our flags are burning
Now America has found its young men
In the sand
Where their casualty
Is just another number
In Iraq

The president said, 'Let it ride'
You will be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad
Bloodstains
 
(From Ready To Rumble soundtrack)

They can make things worse for me
Sometimes I'd rather die
They can tell me lots of things
But I can't see eye to eye
Well, I know they know the way I think
I know they always will
But someday I'm gonna change my mind
Sometimes I'd rather kill

Bloodstains - speed kills
Fast cars - cheap thrills
Rich girls - fine wine
I've lost my sense - I've lost control - I've lost my mind
Things seem so much different now
The scene has died away
I haven't got a steady job
And I've got no place to stay
Well, it's a futuristic modern world
But things aren't what they seem
Someday you'd better wake up
From this fucked up fantasy

Bloodstains - speed kills
Fast cars - cheap thrills
Rich girls - fine wine
I've lost my sense - I've lost control - I've lost my mind

Bloodstains - speed kills
Fast cars - cheap thrills
Rich girls - fine wine
I've lost my sense - I've lost control - I've lost my mind
 
 
Beheaded '99
 
(From Idle Hands Soundtrack)

Mommy doesn't have a head any more
Keep it underneath my bed on the floor
Well thats alright, man thats OK
She never really used her head anyway

Daddy called me a silly boy
Bet he won't say that any more
Cause the way his body is severed two
His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use

Beheaded, watch him spert like a garden hose
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes

Watch my girl friend come to the door
Chop off her head, she falls to the floor
Now watching my baby's jugular blow 
Really makes my motor go

Wrap a towel round the bloody stump
Take my baby's body to the city dump
Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe
Scoop all the heads into my burl-up sack

Beheaded, watch her spurt like a garden hose
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes

All my collection, adorns my room on bamboo polls
Use to be a little, but a little got more and more
Now I'm craving yours

Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams with guillotines 
Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams with guillotines

Off with her head 
Off with her head
Off with her head
Off with her head
Off with her head
Off with her head

Find another victim for my machine
Put 'em in a home-made guillotine
Blade falls, gonna need a casket
Watch your head plop in a wicker basket

Leave the house at a quarter to four
Come back with sixteen or more
Cause the more I want, the more I see
I got a funny feeling coming over me

Beheaded, watch you spurt like a garden hose
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes
D.U.I
 
Three in the morning and I gotta be someplace,
I don't remember where
friends try to make me stay, or call me a cab home,
I grab my keys and a beer

Cops they took my licence away,
got my car out of impound today
I've been drunk since last saturday,
better stay out of my way

I drink and drive
Feel so alive
Never take that dive
Feel so alive
Doing 95
I drink and drive
Feel so alive
I drink and drive

Early in the morning and the freeway's deserted, like its all mine
I'm trying to set a new drunken speed record,
but I can't drive a straight line
Flashing lights, split the night
I'm tossing bottles as I swerve to the right
now I've slammed my face into the back of a big rig
At least you'll never get me, you fucking pigs!
Designate someone other than me,
Im so drunk I can hardly see
Another shot of jager and I turn the key,
I got so many places to be

When Im on a binge, my friends all cringe
They won't drive at night
Cause way down on the freeway it's such a fright
But I think I drive alright
Hand Grenades
 
Let's make hand grenades
From common things around the house
Let's make hand grenades
Listen up, we'll show you how

ok now take an old beer bottle
fill it up with gasoline
some paint thinner for good measure
and a sprinkle of maganese
now stuff a sock into the top
with a zippo you'll be king

Lets make hand grenades
It's hours of fun in a little jar
Let's make hand grenades
Try one out on your neighbours car
 
 
Hey Joe
 
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messing around with another man,
Goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messing around on me,

Hey Joe,
I heard that you shot your old lady down,
Hey Joe,
I heard that you shot your old lady down,

Yes I did, I shot her her
You know, I caught that girl messing around town

Yes I did, I shot her her
You know, I caught that girl messing around town
I took out my gun,
Then I shot her!

I shot her!

Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna go?

Ain't no hangman gonna,
Get a rope around me,
Ain't no hangman gonna,
Get a rope around me. (no one gonna)

Goin' way down south,
Way down to Mexico way
Goin' way down south,
Way down where I can be free
 
Huck it
 
Hitting walls for a feet
With our friends and we hear this free
All the dogs, dropping bombs
He see

HUCK IT
You don't have the ties
You won't have the eyes
HUCK IT
Cause you realize
You don't need to justify
That cable show is not the lives we know

Drop a bomb in the publics eye
Fuck the Spartans they always lie
You are pointing to go fast and GO

Broken bombs and baking skin
Notify your next of kin
You'll know you'll come alive some day

HUCK IT
Now you feel alive,
stinks like shit all the time
HUCK IT
Its like you gotta try
risky shit, by the time

You can not practice lay it on the line

HUCK IT
Now you're down in luck
cause you dont give a fuck

HUCK IT
And go by the time
You go out doin what you know
no talking shit just leave it all and go home

HUCK IT
Now youll feel alive
stinks like shit all the time

HUCK IT
Like you gotta try
risky shit by the time
cant practice just lay it on the line

HUCK IT
Now you're down in luck
cause you dont give a fuck

HUCK IT
And go by the time
You go out doin what you know
no talking shit just leave it all and go home
 
Total immortal
 
Hope unknown.
Sometimes just waking is surreal.
I walk right through the nameless ones.
I know that hope's unknown.
Sometimes the water feels so real.
As I walk through it fills my lungs, my god, I'm drowning.

This day never seems to end.
This pain, never.
This rage I can not let go.

I hear them calling.
I feel them gnawing out holes through flawless sounds.

So alone. sometimes I swear that I can hear the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that I alone fear those ceased to feel they're alone inside of this place.
I am the misplaced.

Now every face, it looks familiar...
Then every face would melt away until...
Now everyone, do you know, I know your deception?
 
 
Next to you
 
[Originally by Police]

I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away.
Nothing here is gonna make me stay,
(You) took me over, let me find a way.

I sold my house
I sold my motor, too.
All I want is to be Next To You.
I'd rob a bank
Maybe steal a plane.
You took me over,
Think I'm goin' insane.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

I've had a thousand girls or maybe more,
But I've never felt like this before.
But I just don't know what's come over me,
You took me over, take a look at me.

What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.
What can I do,
All I want is to be next to you.

All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you,
All I want is to be next to you.

So many times I used to give a sign
Got this feeling, gonna lose my mind.
When all it is is just a love affair.
You took me over baby, take me there.

What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you
What can I do
All I want is to be next to you.
 
 
Mission from god
 
Never knew where to go
Never used to go to at night
Thinking but I didn't know
Never could seem to get it right
But I've made up my mind
Yeah I've made up my mind

I wanna feel important
I wanna feel alive
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to you
You know I'm lying
You know the truth

Yeah, I'm on a Mission From God
It sounds kinda crazy but I like it a lot
I'm an answer to the man up above
It's me he's speaking of
Yeah, so I'm just a fortunate son?
Everybody wants to be the chosen one
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission from God

I went to Pensacola just to get an opinion
A perfect California get it straight in my mind
Take a new road, take a new direction
Maybe going to get it right
But I've made up my mind
Yeah I've made up my mind
I wanna feel important
I wanna feel alive

Don't talk to me
Don't talk to you
You know Im lying
You know the truth

Yeah, I'm on a mission from God
It sounds kinda crazy but I like it a lot
I'm an answer to the man up above
It's me he's speaking of
Yeah, so I'm just a fortunate son?
Everybody wants to be the chosen one
I'm on a mission
I'm on a mission from God

If I could save the world
I might do it
I just might do it
Now its up to me
So are you worth it?
Are you really worth it?
If I can save the world

Yeah I'm on a Mission From God
Sounds kinda crazy but I like it a lot
I'm an answer to the man up above
It's me he's speaking of
On a mission, on a mission, on a mission, a mission, a mission, mission, mission, mission
Yeah I'm on a mission.
 
Autonomy
 
It's a thing that's worth having
Yes I would
Buys you your life sir
If it could
I,
I want you
Autonomy
It leaves us all wondering
And it should
This awkward something
For the good

I,
I want you
Autonomy

Yes, I,
I want you
Autonomy
 
 
One hundred  punks
 
[Originally by Generation X]

They customized their gear and synchronized
They flame out in the streets with flame in their eyes
Guerrilla operator ain't heard of cool
Check out any wall...one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!

A hundred punks run with London town
Down "Wardour Street" to "Soho Sound"
Don't sleep all day only when they fall down

A hundred rumble boys and tumble girls
Protected by steel in a private world
Tomorrow's famous faces advertise today
And the studs on their back say
One hundred punks rule....one hundred punks rule!

A hundred punks run the loaded gun
They look so sharp they look like one
If you ain't got the look you'll never be one

A hundred punks run with total suss
A hundred good mates you know you can trust
There's never no bother and there's no fuss
Check out any wall...one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!

And Jimmy's number 101 knows one day he'll be one
Watch him.....Watch him go!

A hundred punks run the leather army
I know whose by my side not at home with TV
Even when I'm down I hear them sing for me
Check out any wall... one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!

Check out any wall... one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!
And check out the walls... one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!... OK
 
 
Sin city
 
[Originally by AC/DC]

Diamonds and dust
(home at last) Poor man last, rich man first
Lamborghinis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free

I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

(I'm gonna rule you baby)

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, (Better get ready,)
Look out I'm coming in ('cause I'm coming in)
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice
 
 
Smash it up
 
We've been playing now for much too long
And never gonna dance to a different song
I'm gonna scream and shout till my dying breath
I'm gonna smash it up till there's nothing left
Ooh smash it up
Smash it up smash it up
Ooh smash it up
Smash it up smash it up

People call me weird, oh it's such a shame
Maybe it's my clothes, must be to blame
I don't even care if I look a mess
Don't wanna be a sucker like all the rest

Smash it up
And you can keep your crystal glasses
Smash it up
And you can see a very dead-way end
Smash it up
And you can stick a frothy lager
Smash it up
Up the fuck with your lesson

We've been playing now for much too long
And never gonna dance to a different song
I'm gonna scream and shout till my dying breath
I'm gonna smash it up till there's nothing left

And everybody's smashing things down
I said everybody's smashing things down
 
I got a right
 
Anytime I want I got a right to move
No matter what they say
Anytime I want I got a right to move
No matter what they say
I got a right, I got a right to move
Anytime I want, anytime
I got a right, I got a right to move
Anytime I want
Anytime I want I got a right to sing
No matter what they say
Anytime I want I got a right to sing
No matter what they say
I got a right, I got a right to sing
Anytime I want
I got a right, I got a right to sing
Anytime I want
 
O.C. Life
 
wannabe a member, wannabe a name
wannabe a local face that plays the social games
dancing through a time will bring you dinosaur trends
the limits of your mind is where the county line ends
listen to the media present it all as fact
following the lead cause you don't know how to act
travel in a straight line cause you don't know your own way
they'll get you in the end before you know you'll have a say

this o.c. life is not the life for me
insulated world, trade your happy thoughts
o.c. life is not the life so free
... for you girls and boys

wannabe a member, wanna have some fame
fighting to stay ahead a part of the game
atm and starbucks (on) every corner are the norm
environment so sterile, it'll get you to conform
714, wear it like a brand
contaminated future is [...]
fight all their rules, I don't see a better way
guess you're really in before you know you'll have a say

this o.c. life is not the life for me
insulated world, riot out your thoughts
o.c. life is not the life so free
pressure is for real, with artificial joys
... for you girls and boys

check you out
you're all [...] fiend
 
Massacre (The Dwarves with Dexter Holland)
 

It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
Oh no! - Now you’re in the massacre zone
It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no’s, oh no
Now you’re in the massacre zone
I’m deaf like Beethoven, dumb like hardcore
It’s all I can stands, I can’t stands no more
It’s a massacre, scandalous innuendo, oh no
Now you’re in the massacre zone
Fuck a rap battle, you can’t handle it
I’m not asking, I’m blasting and nashing ‘em
Fake punkers with the pussy ass managers, handlers
Fronting on the Warped tour like amateurs
Bad Charlie, first on my list, took and drawn
Quartered and kissed with my fist
I’m the humilator -- Check it and see
They played you your record you ask: is that me?
And when we look at that empty TV
Why do we hate everything that we see?
How do we know they’ve got nothing for me?
Greedy, nothing but hits since 1983
It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
Oh no! - Now you’re in the massacre zone
It’s a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no
Now you’re in the massacre zone
And you can eat shit and die
If you go along for the ride
Just remember that we dismember like Jekyll and Hyde
Commercialized, sanitized
Violence gets lionized
Well, I’ll be there when I was rocking votes with ?E-ballots?
It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
Oh no! - Now you’re in the massacre zone
It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes and so no’s, oh no
Now you’re in the massacre zone
Are you ready, do you want some more?
Now tell me, do you want some more?
Now tell me, are you ready for
Now tell me, do you want some more?
See, I don’t ride a skateboard and love what you hate for
And don’t give a fuck about punk rocking no more
It’s exactly the thing that you need, now take heed
(Hey, I just sold some dope to that guy from Creed)
Just like chainsaws in Texas, like Bonny and Clyde
That’s me and Greedy, career suicide
It’s a massacre, dastardly rhymes get thrown
Oh no! - Now you’re in the massacre zone
It’s a masterful punk rock behind and you know, oh no
Now you’re in the massacre zone

 
Salt Lake City (The Dwarves w D. Holland)
 
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you except the one thing that you want me to
We went across the mighty Rio Grande and saw Disneyland and the sea you and me
But there's one thing I'll never do not even for you
I'm not going to Salt Lake City
There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you except to walk among the Osmond crew
I know you're planning for a latter day and you can't betray what you know in Provo
But there's one less town on the globe and if you must go there you're going alone
I'm not going to Salt Lake City even if they tell me I can stay
Even if they resurrect my brain I don't wanna go there I don't wanna go insane
I'm not pure and I'm not pretty and I'm not going to Salt Lake City
I'm not living in Hello Kitty and I'm not going to Salt Lake City

 



 


 
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