[12th Street Rag/Euday L. Bowman] You're takin' to me good, Just like you know you should. You get me on my knees, Please, baby, please. [State of Shock
["Wannabe" by Spice Girls] Yeah, well, I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want (So tell us what ya want, what ya really really want) I'
[Jocko Homo/Devo] They tell us that we lost our tails, Evolving up from little snails. I say it's all just wind and sails. Are we not men, we are Devo
Sebastian you're in a mess You had a dream, they called you king Of all the hipsters, is it true? Or are you still the queen? Like getting blood out
She's such a flirt and I am the lonely heart Give it a chance for our love to start But you'll never see if you don't give me a shot To show you what
I take myself from the bottom shelf And I reel my troubles in And I put them up on a higher hill To a place I've never been And I'll wait for you if
I used to play the trumpet once but now I play guitar Somebody told you it's more mellow. Well I've played a lot of music since but I really haven't grown
There's a little voice that says to me I want, I want, I want, I need And I want it all now for me Please, oh please, oh please, oh please But my wants
[Lyrics by Dmitry Basik] Look at me decrepit old man, Bent by hundred years weight, Beaten many times by whims of fate. From the dawn until the sunset
The key is so distant I've opened doors Know when to listen Know what to listen for, yeah The shelf in the room Has been the way Of holdin' me And letting
'Ya got 4 butts in the ashtray and a bottle in the kitchen sink And you're passed out on your bedroom floor on 4 days worth of stink Your only dreams
Pocas palabras para tu gente No hay mucho que decir tu problema es urgente Sigues pensando que estas en la cima Y a toda tu raza ya la tienes encima
I fall down, can't stand up I stay down, won't stand up I humanize everything Everything is me I fall down, can't stand up I stay down, won't stand
She's such a flirt And I am the lonely heart Give it a chance For our love to start Cause you'll never see If you don't give me a shot To show you what
Shaking like the devil when she lets me go Got a new place and how it's so much better Falling over myself, the television's on I turn it off and smile
Polka a lively round dance of bohemian origin Is enjoyed in all countries of the earth with Music Its cadence is snappy compared with Margarine At time
, Eu sei que ela pode te parar, Eu sei que ela pode te prender, Polcia para quem precisa, Polcia para quem precisa de polcia Polcia para quem precisa, Polcia
Some of them say that the bad men And wicked will fall I say we need more teachers To teach the small The youth becoming prisoners They building the wall
