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Good Charlotte- Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous
Always see it on t.v.
Or read it in the magazines
Celebrities want sympathy
All they do is piss and moan
Inside the rolling stone
Talkin'about how hard life can be
I'd like to see them spend a week
Livin' life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
Walkin' in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall... (fall)
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'...
If money is such a problem
Well they've got mansions
Think we should rob them
Well did you know when you were famous you could kill your wife
And there's no such thing as 25 to life
As long as you've got the cash, to pay for Cochran
And did you know if you were caught and you were smokin' crack
McDonalds wouldn't even wanna take you back
You could always just run for mayor of D.C.
I'd like to see them spend a week
Livin' life out on the street
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
Walking in someone else's shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
they would fall
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'...
If money is such a problem
Well they've got mansions
Think we should rob them
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin'
Always complainin'...
If money is such a problem
They've got so many problems
Think I could solve them
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
We'll take your clothes, cash, cars and homes just stop complainin'
Lifestyles of the rich and famous...
Lifestyles of the rich and famous...
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
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Pią 12:55, 28 Lip 2006 |
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Shadow
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Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia
Part I
I'm the son of rage and love
The jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with
But there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That doesn't believe that don't believe in me
Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living in my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and marry Jane
To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine
Part II: City of the damned
At the center of the earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is were your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
We're beating out of time
City of the damned
At the end of another lost highway
Sign misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with there dirty faces today
no one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
Part III: I don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care (x5)
Everyone is so full of shit
Burn and raised by hipocrits
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
Part IV: Dearly beloved
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can`t remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or are we disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
Part V: Tales of another broken home
To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I left behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run
I run awy
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I don't feel any shame
I won`t apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
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Pią 12:58, 28 Lip 2006 |
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Shadow
Pełna dojrzałość
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I ostatni tekst:
Green Day - American Idiot
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new mania.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue
Maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue
Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
Calling out idiot america
;P
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Pią 13:01, 28 Lip 2006 |
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ScyzoReX
Strażnik Texasu :P
Dołączył: 16 Cze 2006
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Marilyn Manson - The Death Song
we're on a bullet
and we're headed straight into a god
even he'd like to end it too
we take a pill, get a face
buy our tickets
and we hope that heavens true
I saw a cop beat a priest on the TV
and they know they killed our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
'cause we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
Let's sing the death song kids
we light a candle on an earth
we made into a hell
and pretend that we're in heaven
each time we do we get
the blind man's ticket
and we know that nothing's true
I saw priest kill a cop on the TV
and I know they're our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
'cause we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
we sing the death song kids
we sing the death song kids
we sing the death song kids
we sing the death song kids
we write our prayers on a little bomb
kiss it on the face and send it to god
We sing the death song kids
'cause we've got no future
and we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
We were the world
now we've got no future
we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
we want to be just like you
(x2)
Let's sing the death song kids
mówie wam, zaje*ioza piosenka, nawet mojej mamie sie spodobało
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Sob 13:52, 29 Lip 2006 |
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Shadow
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Linkin Park - One step closer
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Break break break break break
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I’m about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Break break break break break break
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up shut up shut up shut up
I’m about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
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