You?ve been watching over me Saying you?re keeping me company I should be grateful, I suppose And compare you to a summer?s rose You?ve been talking
Moves, I like to make them Grooves, I like to shake them Shake me from my troublesome mind Cause sometimes you?ll find That I?'m out of my mind You see
People here in your neighbourhood Act real cool but they dance no good I don?t care what the others say When I?ve found a new game to play Claim to fame
New York?s a goldmine for Rock City Wankers Pilgrims of sleaze and of nocturnal pancake Are you a poet, electrical junkie? Or are you just a another little
How can I pretend that I like your new friend, when all I want is you? How can I put up with him saying "buttercup", when all I want is you? All I want
Night after night I tell myself That I gotta find a way to escape this void After all is said and done My resume's gonna be elegant from now on You put
In my youth I was a loner And the gaudy red persona Was still hanging on the wall a-waiting to enthrall Had no cannabis to sedate us So we smoked carrots
Come and lie beside me now my love Come, I?ve always been too shy in love My voice is narrow And a boy ain?t supposed to cry Until tomorrow: Let me
I?m getting sick Of you calling it ?chic? To describe what is that I am when I know that I?m damned, cause I got no own place to go I?m getting sick
Ooh, I was a lonely cloud I was a leaf, that had to fall to the ground I was coloured red by the oceanic time I went down, down so sublime-sublime Can
Well you?ve heard about things and you?ve heard about fangs And you?ve heard about song and you?ve heard about dance And you?ve heard them all say you
For all your life you?ve cared about people you don?t really care about You?ve heard them shout and you?ve heard them out Now what?s that all about?
Well,I've had my share of remarks about my rear but i know it's all about fear and that they'd probably love it if they only dare And I know thousand
Men have made the bombs Men have made guns The dreaded torture chambers And the barbed wire fence But of all the awful things That men did invent The
Why should it be so bad to be bad When its so hard to be anything at all And why does everyone seem to forget what its like to be all alone - As soon
Don?t scratch your arm it?ll only get worse and don?t even think, don?t open your purse I can pay for you That?s the least I can do You can pay me back
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I have never been mean Never been as bad as it may have seem I have never been vile Never been twisted or unkind Maybe im working too hard Maybe im
