I don’t care what you think unless it is about me.
I don’t care what you think unless it is about me.
I want to live on an abstract plain.
How you gonna top yourself when there is nobody else?
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through.
I’m not here, this isn’t happening.
Said it once before but it bears repeating now.
I got my head done, when I was young.
One more day to complain my servant. One more doubt here to find a servant.
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts – two turntables and a microphone.
Yo soy un pistelero, I’m not shaking in my boots.
This is a call to all my past resignations. This is a call to all.
This is beginning to hurt – this is beginning to be serious.
We are Sex Bob-omb.
One, two, what’s in the stew? Three, four, no one’s really sure.
I’m gonna fight ’em off – a seven nation army couldn’t hold me back.
Today is the greatest day I’ve ever known.
The band was so hot, my beer got warm.
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.
Say it ain’t so – your drug is a heart breaker.
This is what you get when you mess with us.
And I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell, when you gonna ring it, and when you gonna ring it?
And I’m feeling so Bohemian like you.
I’ll take advantage while you hang me out to dry, but I can’t see you every night – free.
Can’t fight the seether.
Drive my car into the ocean – you think I’m dead, but I sail away.
I’m half dead, I’m a third alive, a quarter ticking over in the middle by the side of the road.
I know you’re a cannonball.
I guess you have to have a problem, if you want to invent a contraption. First you cause a train wreck, then they put me in traction.
Believe me never, hate me forever.
Everything is cool, how are things with you?
Let’s ride a tire down the river Euphrates.
You know I’m superdeformed, you can’t say you weren’t warned. I’m superdeformed, now dig it.
All systems go! Soon the world will know the fury of attack – feel the wrath of the super rad.
Well, you better watch out. Well, you better beware, ‘cause they’re coming from all sides of the country now.
There’s a woman in the house, and she won’t come out.
Now everybody, do the propaganda, and sing along to the age of paranoia.
I’m questioning my sanity.
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home. Welcome to paradise.
If I could ask you how you feel, would you reply or produce a shield?
As of now, I bet you got me wrong.
I’m feeling supersonic, give me gin and tonic. You can have it all, but how much do you want it?
I can feel it, I can hold it. I can bend it, I can shape it, I can mold it.
I don’t understand how a heart is a spade, but somehow the vital connection is made.
And I can’t believe how lonely it is here on K Street, there’s no one like me here on K Street.
Lord knows I’m weak – won’t somebody get me off this reef?
Please don’t hate me because I’m trendy – they’re not gonna laugh at me again.
Well I no longer hear the music when the lights go out, love goes cold in the shades of doubt.
Hello operator, can you give me number nine?
Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one that saves me. And after all, you’re my wonderwall.
Like the coldest winter chill – heaven beside you, hell within.