Well, I'm a stranger here in this place called Earth. And I was sent down here to discover the worth. Of your little blue planet third from the Sun. Come on and show me what you've done.
The man on the television said I need to drink this,. and sleep with that, in order to be cool.. And you know that I would do almost anything, to be like that guy on TV. I know that if I had just the right outfit and a hairstyle that could be me. Don't you know you can't be cool if you dress dumb,.
Verse I:. Hello, hello Melinda. I hung around and waited for you. This time you've gone too far,. You've closed the door. I Can't take no more!. . I told you so Melinda..
Shut your face. High school jerks. We're about to show you how this works. Are we cool?. Laser beams. We're about to awesome all your dreams. And you'll say, "What are you, some kind of computer?".
A banner year 1864, don't want the red man anymore,. Can't have them taking up good land.. Give them a token flag, trade pipes and shake some hands,. Tell them the white stripes stand for peace..
I'm twenty-nine years old, still wearing the wallet chain, like I was twenty-eight. I'm wearing my Vans right now, so high school kids will think that I can skate. I've got a degree in science, yet shaking my fists in defiance..
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem. came two brothers Willis and Arnold. black goldfish swims in the bowl. he's three feet high, four with the afro.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem, came two brothers. Willis and Arnold, black goldfish swims in the bowl,. he's three feet high, four with the afro..
I'm knockin' on your door. So you let me in. I swear I won't be the way I was before. Don't you know that I was thinking. . About what you told me. Rollin' it over in my mind.
Straight from the ghetto streets of Harlem,. Come two brothers Willis and Arnold,. Black goldfish swims in the bowl,. He's three feet high, from with the afro..
A nation stands with heart in hand. To sing their anthem proudly. Voices raised to sing their praise. Of their hollow country. All this talk of freedom.
An idea dies, in the same slight way, that we lose track of the facts. Slowly, unseen, slipping silently, through some fabricated cracks. And now the freedom of the press, has turned to freedom to impress. Perfect hair, sells product well, like suffocating, sickly smells, the make-up smears, like false pastels, like glossy, sugarcoated, shells..
he is the icon of our times, solution to our modern crimes.. his trigger finger clicks remotes, as carbohydrates slowly. bloat.. not fragile, or brittle. he's seeking an acquittal..
You've got a cause now, I heard You braggin'.. Always the fastest. One on the bandwagon.. So sit Down and I'll tell you, what I'm Feeling, what I am feeling..
In the beginning was the hype,. the loud fanfare as I grabbed the mic.. don't quit your day job or your paper route.. Suckah M.C.'s stepped with no clout,.
Where does the misunderstanding come from?. Demanding that we be outstanding and then some?. Perfection never was a requirement. Although some might say we desired it.
These Are Not My Pants (The Rock Opera). . Aieee....I love my pantalones. They fit me oh so tight. They make me smile with delight. Do you.....like Five Iron Frenzy.
To only end the heartache. to shed this mortal coil. Face pressed to the earth. I'm frozen to the soil. . My only thought. with my last breath. . To suffer slings and arrows.
Salivating Often. Digesting all the oatmeal. falling off of a log. Abraham Lincoln Beard.
Wilford Brimley Sandwich. Snowmobile of Franklin. Ninja Force 5000. Abraham Lincoln Beard.