24's 7's all that we know Screens and neon lights gon show When my trunk unlock pop and show Ya already know Paint drippin off the door Not engaged with
change their times and sides like the farcical feet of a marching band So we're all getting cynical Their smiles may fade but we don't care anymore we're a boys
Martin Harrison] - I'm ready to go to the jury tomorrow. [Roxie Hart] Wait a minute, what do you mean hanging? [Martin Harrison] Not so confident anymore
camarena (background vocals) Some of you may know that the tango, which is not a very popular dance anymore, was at one time reputed to be a dance of
boys know Any nice songs? I'm calling the police! I did it! They'll be here... Shortly! I'm not joking around Anymore! You'll see now! There they are
the virgin Died for the beauty the one in the garden Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom Failed in becoming a god Never sigh... "If you read this line, remember not
a god Never sigh for better world It`s already composed, played and told Every thought the music I write Everything a wish for the night "If you read this line, remember not
knocked on our door and said "Last night we brought in seven dead and fourteen wounded" And would we come down to the base hospital And see the boys,
out I'm really not so with you anymore I'm just a ghost So I can't hurt you anymore, so I can't hurt you anymore! And now, you wanna see how far down
. I'm really not so with you anymore. I'm just a ghost, So I can't hurt you anymore, So I can't hurt you anymore. And now, you wanna see how far down
end, the party's gone, the party's done, the party's over Children, you'd better go home This ain't no place anymore for little girls or little boys Not
the street This is the show that dishes the dirt on the dirt Strictly no rock star bullshit on my show I don't review pop anymore I talk about anything
boys to drag them down to hell The boys have seen too much And now their death will be their silence The freaks have caskets fashioned for the little boys
were the same, now here's the score You love him to much, and they don't love him anymore Or did you have to choose a number Or because your not bein