by John Barrowman on album Music Music Music
Uptown girl She's been living in her uptown world I bet she never had a backstreet guy I bet her momma never told her why I'm gonna try For an uptown girl She's been living in her whit
by Matchbox Twenty on album Miscellaneous
I found out On a late night drive In my winter coat With my blood shot eyes My faith ain't been No friend to me And the way I sin Is hanging off of me And I'm sorry You can't take me anywhere Pretty
by Ani Difranco on album To The Teeth
Gonna go out to the arrivals gate at the airport And sit there all day Watch people reuniting, public affection so exciting It even makes airports okay Watching children run with their arms outstretc
by Cherry Poppin' Daddies on album Rapid City Muscle Car
Well, the bum was in my trash, he's pickin' out all the cans Firewater burnin' up his poor swollen glands The Lysol and the Listerine, it went to his head He eats boot black rotted on a piece of white
by Kip Winger on album From The Moon To The Sun
Close your eyes, turn off your mind Tell me where you are right now Don't suck it up and hold your thoughts Like oxygen that's slowly running out What we are is what we talk about Might sound strange
by House of Pain on album House Of Pain
Check it out, everybody in the house, check it out The House of Pain is in full effect Call me the corn fed, pecker wood, redneck cracker White bread, shit kickin', Irish beat jacker Comin' wit
by George Jones on album Miscellaneous
Down in Texas near the DFW Among the shrubs and patios and barbecues Was born a suburban boy named Billy Be Bad Had a white bread momma and a rock and roll dad Didn't have much soul or country roots B
by Counting Crows on album Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings
You know I don't like you but you wanna be my friend There are bodies on the ceiling and they're fluttering their wings It's okay, I'm angry but you'll never understand When you dream of Michelangelo
by Brand Nubian on album One For All
Peace God Aiyyo peace What's the science? Elevation You gettin' ready to drop math on this? True indeed my brother Well, it's time to start the revolution Aight, so let's start this See, it's a posit
by Descendents on album Everything Sucks
Descendents Everything Sucks This Place This place sux I haven't found a single thing to call my own And there's nothing left for me to do Just play the game, pretend to do work No my boss isn't a
by Watchtower on album Control And Resistance
Watchtower Control And Resistance The Fall Of Reason Music: White, Keyser Lyrics: White There's a man of conviction who's all too ready for war There's a man with a number who cannot commit murde
by Iggy Pop on album Miscellaneous
Well, I'll tell you One good thing at least about some Of these junkies was They had some character They have driven me nuts Sometimes and amp, screwed up But at least when they played The damn guita
by Timbaland & Magoo on album Indecent Proposal
Wha-what, what-what-wha-what, wha-what, what what-wha-wha-what Wha-what, what-what-wha-what, what what, what-wha-wha-what Put in that thang, put me in that bank, whoo Put me in that drank, put me in t
by Hermh on album Cold+Blood+Messiah
Even until now lives a settled conviction, that salvation can be bought here, on the Earth, by praying the so called offering to the priest of grace. For centuries the human naivety has been used by t
by Mr. Big on album Miscellaneous
He runs around like it's a monkey do situation Reach sown into his soul and get nothing at all Ride the wave in a bubble made of plastic In a water color world that's Superfantastic Everything is bea
by Verve Pipe on album Pop Smear
Verve Pipe Pop Smear Spoonful Of Sugar I adore a confrontation, and I should be ashamed a carnival of complication, everyone's to blame we can see the rocket's red glare pipe bomb bursting in the a
by The Levellers on album Miscellaneous
Kick the sheets off get out of bed Good morning, de ja vu Is this the best thing in my head Good morning now what to do Look at my day What's the first appointment Lunch in heaven What a disappointme
by The Young Dubliners on album Miscellaneous
Paint on your nail smells like kerosene Before these blisters we were squeaky clean We were Mr. and Mrs. Butter and Cream Sweet things turn sour honey, love's never clean And I see red, red, red Don'
by Cunninlynguists on album Dirty Acres
[hook] No one held a gun What you lying for? Then tell me how somebody got left lyin cold Heard the .45s let go Next week somebody ridin slow Kno: It's hard to get em to freeze 123 degrees and t