I have no belief, but I believe I’m a walking contradiction and I ain’t got no right.
I have no belief, but I believe I’m a walking contradiction and I ain’t got no right.
All my dreams were just islands in the sky.
London’s burning (with boredom now).
Ever fallen in love, in love with someone you shouldn’t have fallen in love with?
Wrapped around your finger but I think my time has come, but I never can be too sure ’cause I like to have a little fun.
They call us walking corpses, unholy living dead. They had to lock us up, put us in their British hell.
Won’t admit you’ve lived this long riding on a useless train of thought.
Oh, make me over, I’m all I wanna be – a walking study in demonology.
Let’s shoot the moon.
Who would’ve thought that the dreams come true? And who would’ve thought I ended up with you?
I’m Miss World, watch me break and watch me burn.
When I got the music, I got a place to go.
You made your choice and it’s a golden opportunity to move ahead in your love career.
Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go – they’re ready to go now.
There’s gotta be a better place, there’s got to be, so let’s get on the move.
Be my, be my, be my little rock and roll queen.
There’s all this fighting and we don’t know what for, so the rich get richer and the poor stay poor.
I heard you think you’re bulletproof.
You don’t have to answer me, you don’t have to call me back. Your phone’s off the hook, but you’re not.
You gotta keep ’em separated.
There’s nothing new, no one I want to talk to, nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt.
But don’t worry, honey don’t worry. This is just a fairytale happening in the supermarket.
This is not Churchill Downs, this is not Hollywood Park.
When it all came down on a Saturday night, should I choose a side at 9th and Pine?
We’re going nowhere, but nowhere, nowhere’s on our way.
It’s weird at my school.
Rock the Casbah.
Just say I’m all alone, just say where am I going? Just say the phone rang once today for a wrong number.
Take a look around you, you might not like what you see. Yeah, we’re all comfortably living in a privileged society.
I am a reverend of irreverence, I’m a shill for any sacrilege.
Wake up in the morning and it’s hard to live.
I’m hungry and the hunger will linger, I eat sixteen saltine crackers then I lick my fingers.
I won’t spend another day in this heart attack city, it’s messed up here and everything’s money.
I’m living in a nightmare can’t you see, I need some musical therapy.
Take a second, open your mind, take a step back, and stop this madness.
They said it was such a good time for everyone to not get along. And how was everyone so right if only everyone was wrong?
Linoleum supports my head – gives me something to believe.
I wanna be stereotyped, I wanna be classified, I wanna be a clone – I want a suburban home.
I need a change in my life, and I need it right now. Good or bad, it doesn’t really matter how.
Gotta watch those corners in the stretch of danger, a problem could arise eventually. I’ve walked this earth for twenty years and now my mind is floating out to sea.
If growing up means being like you, then I don’t want to be like you.
The doctor says to take it easy because this isn’t healthy, but I need things a doctor can’t prescribe. I’m running the race on a treadmill going nowhere fast; I need an outlet in my so-called life.
We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind. We’ll cut you once in your heart and your mind.
I got a date with the night, burnin’ down my finger.
No crime if there ain’t no law, no cops left to mess you around, no more dreams of mystery chords, no more sight to bring you down.
Take me now baby here as I am. Pull me close, try and understand. Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe. Love is a banquet on which we feed.
In this world today, there ain’t nobody to thank. Just blame it on the kids and toss ‘em in the tank.
Well, I’ve got a fever, I’m a non-believer, I’m in a state of grace, for I am the Caesar, I’m gonna seize the day.
I don’t want to hear it – all you do is talk about you. I don’t want to hear it, ‘cause I know that none of it’s true.
We are kids, we play punk rock ‘n roll. If we didn’t, we got no soul.