SinceThe70s

To change the mood a little I've been posing down the pub On seeing my reflection, I'm looking slightly rough I fancy this, I fancy that, I wanna be so flash I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash And by the time I'm sober I've forgotten what I've had And everybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat Cool for cats (cool for cats)

Your one vice Is you're too nice Come around now, can't you see? I want you All tattooed I want you bad

I was feeling kind of ethereal 'cause I'm precious I had my eye on your imperial you're so precious Now Howard the duck and Mr Stress both stayed "Trapped in a world that they never made" But not me baby I'm too precious %$#@* off

Blackberry mold and lobster claws Swampy water and hamster paws Vodka, jello, and piglet snouts Jalapeno to make the kids shout Rooster beaks and donut holes Dew rops, lollipops, stripper poles Reduced to dust on a giant flyer Serve it up cold Electric spider

Tomorrow You're gonna have to live with the things you say Tomorrow You'll have to cross bridges that you burned today Tomorrow And everything you do, it's coming back for you You'll never outrun what waits for you Tomorrow

All my bags are packed I'm ready to go I'm standin' here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breakin' It's early morn The taxi's waitin' He's blowin' his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could die

Days of barefoot freedom racing with the waves Nights of starlit secrets, crackling driftwood flames Drinking by the lighthouse, smoking on the pier Still we saw the magic was fading every year Lakeside Park Willows in the breeze

One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do Two can be as bad as one It's the loneliest number since the number one

Tra la la tra la la la Tra la la tra la la la Tra la la tra la la la Tra la la tra la la la One banana two banana three banana four All bananas make a split so do many more Over hill and highway the banana buggies go Come along to bring you the banana splits show

That entire album crushes, one of my favorites.

If lust and hate is the candy if blood and love tastes so sweet then we give 'em what they want

Candy's going bad - got a room to let Candy's going bad - got a pimp named Ted Candy's going bad - Long Green's where it's at Candy's going bad - she got stars in her head

Grab your balls like Michael Jackson Fa la la la la la la la la la

He's a different color, but we're the same kid I will treat him like my brother he will treat me like his

Love's just a waste of our energy, yeah And this life's just a waste of our time So why don't we get together We could waste everything tonight

You tell lies thinking I can't see You can't cry 'cause you're laughing at me I'm down (I'm really down) I'm down (Down on the ground)

I say WPLJ, really taste good to me WPLJ, won't you take a drink with me Well, it's a good good wine It really make you feel so fine (So fine, so fine, so fine) I went to the store when they opened up the door I said, "Please please please gimme some more" White Port & Lemon Juice

This, +1, ?,..... I didn't know of Rome before I saw the interview, hated him immediately and ever since. I have no idea why anyone would give an eff about anything he has to say. He belongs in the punchable faces thread.

When the music's over Turn out the lights

I see your I'm the Man and raise Bring the Noise:

Girls, girls, girls Dancin' down on Sunset Strip

I see your War Inside My Head and raise my Institutionalized.

You can't change it Can't rearrange it If time is all that we got Then baby let's take it

Is it you again outside Just banging on the front door? You say you had enough Now you're comin' back for more But that's alright I said that, "That's alright" I may not want to admit it I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe

If you're American in the dining room, what are you in the bathroom? European