I wanna kick some heads in. I wanna running riot. I'm feeling loud and proud. Ready for a fight - LET'S GO!. . Street punk from Brooklyn buys himself a box of matches.
I don't like you!. . Fuck you, I hate you. Fuck off! fuck you!. . Don't wanna be part of your order. Wanna play in my street punk band. Playing loud music.
I say things that hurt her feelings,. She thinks about stuff I have no opinions on.. I like violent movies,. She falls asleep with the TV on.. . In between where we are and where we wanna be..
Roger Creager/Radney Foster. . I say when I drink what I think when I'm sober. It loosens my tongue and makes me feel bolder. I'm in the mood to do a little drinking tonight.
Roger Creager. . They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line.. Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine.. They've been all the way to Utah, then back home to Texas again..
Roger Creager. . I don't blame you, I know it was the only way that it could be. The only way to put an end to this was for you to put the hurt on me.
Early in the morning and I can't sleep. I can't work and I can't eat.. I feel drunk all day can't concentrate. maybe I'm making a big mistake.. Cut me down like a killer shark.
I can tell by your eyes. That you've prob'ly been cryin' for ever.. And the stars in the sky. Don't mean nothin' to you. They're a mirror.. I don't wanna talk about it.
I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been crying forever. And the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you they're a mirror. . I don't want to talk about it.
It started out with butterflies. On a velvet afternoon. With flashing eyes and promises. Caught and held too soon. In a place called Ixea. With it's pumpkin oval moon.
Going down a dirty inner city side road. I plotted. Madness passed me by, she smiled hi. I nodded. Looked up as the sky began to cry. She shot it.. . Met a girl from Dearborn, early six o'clock this morn.
And I'll forget about the girl that said no. Then I'll tell who I want where to go. And I'll forget about your lies and deceit. And your attempts to be so discreet.
I wonder how many times you've been had. And I wonder how many plans have gone bad. I wonder how many times you had sex. I wonder do you know who'll be next.
Just a song we shared, I'll hear. Brings memories back when you were here. Of your smile, your easy laughter. Of your kiss, those moments after. I think of you,.
It's Just the Sun, that"s shining in your eyes,. Its just the Moon that is the sun's disguise'. It's just the sky, with clouds a blowin' by. The sun and the moon and the sky.
Yellow bricks raining down on the avenues. All ablaze. Reminds me of another time. And leaves me longing for those summer days. So bury me at Seven Dials.
Just words on the ether. A trail, strung out in space. We never learned. Flesh grew on their bones while we slept. . Bluebird singing sweetly, still. For a mate who won't return.
Tell it to my face. And what you want me to say. I gotta think about it. Do I really wanna be your baby?. I find it hard to recognize. How you play. Don't think I know this game.
Dr. Frank-N-Furter On the day I went away. . Chorus Goodbye. . Dr. Frank-N-Furter Was all I had to say. . Chorus Now I. . Dr. Frank-N-Furter I want to come again and stay.
Dr. Frank-N-Furter But a deltoid and a bicep. A hot groin and a tricep. Makes me - Ooh! - shake. Makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand. . Chorus In just seven days.