Beautiful day,wonderful feeling,this reason to sing,psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long.Joy fills the weak,joy makes us strong.Filled 'till we burst,songs of praise to the God of the Universe.Despite our se . . .
Amy's going back to school todayElation, jubilation screams from her faceDid the halls smell of gunpowder stillWhat made the human heart dark enough to kill?A new hopeWhere is your freedomA new hope cast off your burdens . . .
Wilford Bradly SandwichSnowmobile of FranklinNija Force 5000Abraham Lincoln Beard. . . .
Waffle of the ancientsway too much of bobbylaying in the gutterAbraham Lincoln beard. . . .
Salivating OftenDigesting all the oatmealfalling off of a logAbraham Lincoln beard. . . .
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. So then for times when things get old I might get cynic . . .
In the beginning was the hype,the loud fanfare as I grabbed the mic.Suckah M.C.'s stepped with no clout,don't quit your day job or your paper route.Fantastic and so spastic,drop dope rhymes like sonic booms,that's the ki . . .
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.For a lack of better words you are stealing . . .
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. No scruples, no meekness, he has but one g . . .
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, . . .
A nation stands with heart in handTo sing their anthem proudlyVoices raised to sing their praiseOf their hollow countryAll this talk of freedomAnd some talk of libertyFrom your plastic podiumYou try and convince meI can' . . .
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.Stealing cookies from the jar,droppin' water balloons on cars.I hop . . .
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 de . . .
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 defianc . . .
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. Say if they raise red wh . . .
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 outfitand a hairstyl . . .
Summer of 1978, My sister and I in the back seat just wait. We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross, A thin line like dental floss. She threw my new blue comb out the window,somewhere on I-70. Da . . .
In simple English, this is truth so see if this makes sense to you under the guise of Jesus Christ beneath the vibe and all the lights they lie, these spies covered, your eyes I never knew this was a contest I guess we l . . .
I see a city on a hill,I see the only way to be filled,mighty rushing wind around us,Holy Spirit burn within us.[Chorus:]Burn. Burn. Burn. Within us, within us.Spirit of truth, my eyes deceive me,Teach me how to see,Ears . . .
Wind passes right through my skin as I fall down,this furious speed will only destroy me.Crippling and devastating momentum,approaching maximum velocity.And this is how it's going to be, the point of it all.'Cause this i . . .
Imagine you held so tight your best friend left him to fly and never could reach him Standing at the peak where two waves meet Are you just behind the other side of music? Peering like a flower never taught to grow Someo . . .
I don't rock the jukebox,or hustle the women.I'm deep drownin' in trouble and not even swimmin'.I can't begin to tell you my toils,my trouble is worse than my face being eaten off my boils.It's so bad I can't even start . . .
A real life superhero.He's got the Holy Ghost.He's either praising Jesus,or he's making toast.Ain't got no superpowers,ain't got no giant brain,but he would try and help you,if he heard you call his name.There's some kid . . .
What could this be, too much MTV?Chalk another fad up for its fall into infamy.What’s in a standard if it changes all the time?You’re still having trouble in defining your own kind.Need I remind you, we all . . .
What could this be, too much MTV?Chalk another fad up for its fall into infamy.What’s in a standard if it changes all the time?You’re still having trouble in defining your own kind.Need I remind you, we all . . .
In a field of yellow flowers, underneath the sun, bluest eyes that spark with lightning, boy with shoes undone. He is young, so full of hope, reveling in tiny dreams, filling up, his arms with flowers, right for giving a . . .
When I was young, in the good old days on the farm, all I ate was dog food.All the poor dogs whimper and they would yelp as I smiled and chewed.Dog food! A whole meal for a nickel.Dog food! On some bread with a pickel.Do . . .
Donkey Basketball!It is the best of all! . . .
Today all the sources would agree that the day of their death was a cold dark day Scuttled ships have blocked the sea and the pallid light of morning melts into an ashy gray Chorus: And goodbye to everything sayonara eve . . .
When I was young, the smallest trick of light, Could catch my eye, Then life was new and every new day, I thought that I could fly. I believed in what I hoped for, And I hoped for things unseen, I had wings and dre . . .
Flash Gordon soundtrack, I was in second grade. My first real record, yeah, worn down it played and played. Young and blind, my double mind. When the world was black and white, watch me turn my back tonight, on Freddie M . . .
Through this mirrored image feelingWas my head so oddly reelingNot aware of floor or ceilingKneeling and crying outAll the past I'd spent denyingWatching others lose in tryingThe time I wasted spent in cryingWhere could . . .
You said, "Down with the church", with your fists up in the air, all the rancor and the hate, yeah we saw your frigid stare. You hate Christianity, but love your animosity, it's the church who's getting rotten, yet it's . . .
To all the farsighted the skys never been so clear hello to the hopeful goodbye to the full of fear Glorious Luminous Chorus: (The rockets are burning, the dreamers are at full swing) The heavens have painted have brushe . . .
Up from the sands of the mighty Sahara comes, Our hero bold, who so it's told, is a lot like you and me. His passion burns, the world it turns, He fills his hand to fill the void, And fuels the constant feeling, Of n . . .
Description: They performed the song live before actually having written the lyrics. . . .
4 kids in Memphis,should pay me 5 dollars.I wrote this song and they said they would pay me,and I want to buy a hot dog.(alternate version of I Still Like Larry) . . .
Here the man draws the line for separation. (Old Vision). Watch the man build up his walls for isolation. (You make division). Walk no mile, I'm sick and tired, of all the cowards at the radio station. No cathartic plot . . .
Something stirring in the air, a victory? A time-bomb ticking to explode, Something passive, something not. Billy clubs out, call the S.W.A.T. Rabid dogs without a leash, is this how you keep the peace? You want riots? W . . .
When no one looks the clouds come rolling in, And under darkened skies the buildings grow big teeth and eyes. They breathe and walk through unending doors, Eating restaurants, and barbershops, and hardware stores. With c . . .
Give Me Back My Sandwich! . . .
You found a way to draw a line,between the world and you.Faking your idenity it's true.Did you think the word alternative,was only meant for the likes of you?Do you think that they're too cool now?Being popular is lame.Y . . .
How's about some milk?How's about some milk?How's about some dairy products today? . . .
Yo toda via espero un milagro, Yo toda via te espero a ti. The sunlight is fading, the longest shadows have been cast. Like songs from a siren, hurricanes from the past. And I am a failure, defeated every time, so let me . . .
The air is so clear, the sky is so blue,I know what you mean, I feel lucky too.I found a dollar, it's like a dream.I love this place, my Slurpee is so Green.So much easier to think that we did this all ourselves,so much . . .
I still like Larry. Larry, married Mary, now he's gone so far away, I might go as far as to say, that I still like Larry, yeah I still like Larry anyway. . . .
We flew over Alaska; we saw the frozen mountains pierce the clouds. It was beautiful. We felt the waves of New Zealand; the water shimmered beneath a moonlight shroud. It was beautiful. Close to home in an ordinary room . . .
It's not unusual to be loved by anyoneIt's not unusual to have fun with anyonebut when I see you hanging about with anyoneIt's not unusual to see me cry,oh I wanna' dieIt's not unusual to go out at any timebut when I see . . .
Hetzaw! Gibbus Getoomababeeew. nama nama nama na me mew. its so hot gonna have a heat strokah. wraped up on the mew. Huh! nemie nemie nemie nemie nemie nemie nemie nahhh Gonna get hot the heat strokuhhh. Hizzahh huh Olbu . . .
This seems too big for me hulking monstrosity too late to get out now And like the speed of sound this thing has brought me down I dont remember how I want to be free but Juggernaut is killing me Chorus: Freedom like a s . . .
i'm going in (1,2,3 and go)like a kamikaze (like geronimo)a leap of faith (and i finally feel alive)3, 2, 1 i'm going ini don't know if it's just mebut it seems that things aren't changingevery day is pretty much the sam . . .
Hi, and welcome to our practice, kids. Five Iron Frenzy, thanks a lot. Kitty Doggy, you're the one, You're the one I want for today. Yeah, I need you Kitty Doggy. Yeah, I love you. You're my Kitty, you're my Doggy . . .
Johnny's got a grip on a blissful life,He sucks on the smoke from the dope in his pipe.Wrapped around his fingers, a noose is loosing slack,strangling his forearm to fill his vewins with smack.P.C.P. spells gun to the he . . .
Disturbed by the words and the message that they sent. There's a hundred other uses for breath better spent. Forming the template, for how the band should be, Devising and scheming someone else's ministry. What were . . .
Marty was a punk rockerhe went to all the showsPatches on swiss army pantsand two rings in his noseHe had an old nash ramblerno insurance not much gasand a dancing hula girl that bobbled on his dashFeeling kind of stupid . . .
Mayonnaise taco Monday, it smells like underwear.Mayonnaise taco...And something over there.Mayonnaise taco Monday, I put it on the dog.Mayonnaise taco Monday, it tastes kind of like log.Borracho, Bilando con tu...esposa . . .
Me oh my, There's something happening in the sky. I see my favorite face, It chokes me up so fiercely, And I'm filled with your light, Soaked with your grace, I'll dance all night, I've got to say goodbye. Chorus: There' . . .
If I had a nickel for every single timeI've tried to classify the populace around me with a word,or a catchy phrase, I could quit my job for goodand play Nintendo until my fingers ached.Am I an idiot, too lazy to think t . . .
i want to seeall minds set freelike slaves to their deathsthey pledge their libertylike awls through their earsnailed to a postthey sold their souls to the things they loved mostnow they accusemy mind is closedi've stood . . .
Overzealous to say the least. Underestimated, how far you could reach. How could we know, How far you'd go, Behind our backs to make sure your point is heard? You're better than us all. Does it really matter how f . . .
I have an evil plan to save the world for every man, and I think it's better than the way it's being run. Oh, the ground works laid, no don't be afraid, I'm sure that I can fix it, when I figure out the physics. My evil . . .
If you could ever find it in your heart.If you could ever think to find some sympathy.Never ask us to play this song, or that song about our pants, or our Kitty-Doggie.Never ask us to play Godzilla, or shut up,or a song . . .
It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows, wishing I was never here. I persevere. A crowded room, these white . . .
No Grandma! Know Grandma! Gnome Grandma, ahhhhhhhh. . . .
Welcome to Canada, it's the Maple Leaf State. Canada, oh Canada it's great! The people are nice and they speak French too. If you don't like it, man, you sniff glue. The Great White North, their kilts are plaid, Hos . . .
Up until the middle of the 20th century,many Americans believed in the idea known as the Manifest Destiny.It held that all of North America,from sea to shining sea,was rightfully the property of the U.S. and was given to . . .
Up until the middle of the 20th century,many Americans believed in the idea known as the Manifest Destiny.It held that all of North America,from sea to shining sea,was rightfully the property of the U.S. and was given to . . .
Keith is a vegetarian,Not vegan 'cause he drinks dairy and,He's not like me who also eats meat.He protests the war with the sandals on his feet.Omnivores for mediocrity! (several times)Helpless vegetables are trapped,for . . .
I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair, and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair. I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find. And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine. If m . . .
Here lies the old myth, breaking the mold with, truth to take away the trickery. Twenty centuries of progress, suffer slowly as we regress, losing headway to ourselves. Behold the covers, the sisters, the mothers, the da . . .
Pootermobile . . .
Praise the Lord, Everybody praise.Ahhhhh. People of the earth, praise. . . .
Shes so cool its almost erie shes so fine I lost all hope Genetical testing something has gone wrong she should get back in her cage before they find shes gone She said she hated Kenny G that girl is way too good for me . . .
Well lately I've been thinkin'about some good home cookin',just like that I haven't eaten'in the longest time.Now I like potato chips,now please don't get me wrong.But I havent tasted mama's rhubarb pie in so very long.R . . .
Screams in the night, screams in the night, screams in the night,come on and scream out into the night! [repeat]I saw you in your backyard,you were watering the dirt,you began to scream and shout,and shake the entire ear . . .
I wonder if these minutes were my last, If I should start to feast or start to fast. Would I pray or would I curse, Hope for good or something worse? What emotion would I feel? Would I run or would I kneel? Time i . . .
I've got pocketfuls of crumpled receipts, just about enough to start a fire. I'll watch the past just burn away. Put the mic stand through the amplifier. Put the bass down, bass down, one time, snap the neck now. Drum se . . .
Shut Up . . .
We thought we'd write a song about all of the problems inherent in the industry, it was going to be an expos?ritten in unblemished symmetry. We were going to have our glorious exit, an admonition and an encore, we were g . . .
To the brothers and the sisters, to all of the resistors, to the workers broke and cryin', on the road that leads to Zion: The mountain, the mountain, we will all climb, all of God's children, in God's own time. chorus U . . .
People say they know a girl who's lost her way, she's always angry. No one bothers to ask her what she hears or what she hopes for. The air is cold, she lives alone and tires of being her only provider, she can't fathom . . .
Billie Holiday on the radio my sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow another sad song and another shot of blue cold and unconcerned are anything but new He said Love endures all things and it hurts to think Hes . . .
Get patchouli.Get the dreadlock.Get the sandal.Stinky hippy today.Stinky hippy, stinky hippy.Perspiration. . . .
Coke bottle glasses, I'm sitting in the corner with my finger up my nose, And my shoelaces untied again, Another day of school with no friends. A social outcast, Two grades ahead in math, with my highwater pants, G . . .
Bacon bits and jalapenos on my polish hot dog. half a pound of potato chips, and a beef jerky log. I press my face to the window, a wrapper sticks to my shirt. Eight people in a stinky van, a couple more couldn't hurt. E . . .
Where did you go? I was searching, searching, on a one way street. I was hoping, hoping, for a chance to meet, I was waiting for the operator on the line. She's gone so long. What can I do? Where could she be? No, no, no . . .
That tastes horrible!!!!!! (Ahhhh, my face!) . . .
.sdneirf tseb eht ekam yeht :sehciwdnaS Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping. Long ago I heard that sound, often lost, but seldom found . . .
One missed step can make you stumble,you set yourself up for a fall.You punish yourself for each failure,dogma beat out alcohol.When all of your principles were fashioned,you thought that your new rules made you new.But . . .
Into mass graves weve shoveled lives a massive pipeline for the lies a past so vast with genocide and ignorance we hide behind You say that we are done with this turn blind eyes and still dismiss chalk this up as somethi . . .
How's your life?How are things? Great they're going okay! Something stale and superficial, not to ruin your day. Something swell, something gay, with the toothiest smile, something sappy, something happy, something smell . . .
Some cowboys were a ridin', ridin' on the range;The grass was over grazed there,and spotted like some mange;The buffalo were dead there,the trees they all were through,and if they saw some Injuns,why they would kill them . . .
Cruisin' downtown in your Camaro,REO Speedwagon on the stereo. It's kind of catchy, Kind of a virus, Cutting your hair like Billy Ray Cyrus. You're probably bummed, You probably cried, You're probably sad that the guy fr . . .
Here is the tale, it's spoken word-for-word, it may be abominable, but, yes it must be heard. Nauseating at first, you can expect the worst, so listen closely, as the plot unfolds... I might stretch the truth, may be a l . . .
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATHESE ARE NOTMY PANTSWHO'S PANTS ARE THESE ANYWAYTHESE ARE NOT MY PANTSWHO'S PANTS ARE THESE ANYWAYARE THESE BOBBY'SOR TIMMY'SOR BILLY'S PANTSNO! NOOO!THESE ARE NOT MY PANTS(GROWL 4X)ARE YOU LISTENING TO . . .
I walked into the room, and she was right there waiting.Leaning up against the bar,well she was perpertraitin'.Slick as snot her spandex,and blacker than some coal,she set her gaze upon my bootie,with disco in her soul.S . . .
I walked into the room, and she was right there waiting.Leaning up against the bar,well she was perpertraitin'.Slick as snot her spandex,and blacker than some coal,she set her gaze upon my bootie,with disco in her soul.S . . .
I can't believe this ever happened, I didn't think it ever could, I'm the author of sappy love songs, Trading in my bachelorhood. Something snapped deep inside me, Something that somebody said, I felt the brush of angels . . .
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth flosser Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup and saucer yeah I saw your Rolex, but I think its an impostor Wave to t . . .
What's Up? . . .
When I go outI play in the streetI get hit by carsI make mashed potatoesI get hit by cars . . .
Kingdom,Of the dinosaursKingdom,Of the dinosaursRip off your face,of the dinosaursKingdom,Of the dinosaursEeee-lakGoo-be-schnaThat's caveman talk! . . .
I feel pretty good today,This time I can see it.This time when I see her face,the words will come out right.I comb my hair, and put on my favorite shirt.I take one last deep breath, then I go outside... . . .
It's five minutes from the show, so where the heck did Micah go? I don't know, he's not around. I didn't hear him make a sound. His wherabouts we could not find. I think we left him behind. Have you seen . . .
My car broke down in Arizona,have to ride the bus again,at ten-o-clock on Tuesday night,with thirteen cents and a broken pen.I put my backpack on the bench,tell two people I don’t smoke,see the cop across the stre . . .
My car broke down in Arizona,have to ride the bus again,at ten-o-clock on Tuesday night,with thirteen cents and a broken pen.I put my backpack on the bench,tell two people I don’t smoke,see the cop across the stre . . .
I know that you're probably mad at me. I've come to expect that. You know that you'll never have all of me, you've come to resent that. You say "tomato", I say "video games", you're acting so solemn. You'll take the prec . . .
For all the deepest thought compiled,philosophy to laws of physics, no one's ever heard or seen, a more beautiful thing, than this love that saved us. Chorus:In the soundless awe and wonder, words fall short to hope agai . . .
Making young girls pine I dont have the time Babies get in line Ive got a protractor Got a stapler now it goes Ka-ching gotta have the math club crown me king gotta rock the screen with the cosine graphing on my calculat . . .
Well I heard that your state could be sinking,deep into the briny sea,and all of them earthquakes got you thinking, 'bout leaving Californee-ee.There's riots and there's floods and it's smoggy,toxic waste on yonder beach . . .
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