When it all came down on a Saturday night, should I choose a side at 9th and Pine?
Rock, rock, ’til you drop. Rock, rock, never stop.
And you’re leaving me, yeah you’re leaving me. You’re leaving me with a hated identity.
My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation like the Emancipation Proclamation. Weak MCs approach with slang that’s dead – you might as well run into the wall and bang your head.
I have a flask but I do not have the wine. I have a suit but I do not have a dime.
We’re going nowhere, but nowhere, nowhere’s on our way.
Too much walking, shoes worn thin. Too much trippin’ and my soul’s worn thin.
Louie Louie, oh no, me gotta go. Aye-yi-yi-yi, I said Louie Louie, oh baby, me gotta go.
You wanna hear about my new obsession? I’m riding high upon a deep depression. I’m only happy when it rains.
My heart’s on the brink, I thought you should know, and my body shakes, every time you show.
It’s the time of the season for loving.
They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells.
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
It wasn’t a rock – it was rock lobster.
Hush, hush, I thought I heard her calling my name now.
You’re perfect in the way, a perfect end today.
Oh man, wonder if he’ll ever know he’s in the best selling show. Is there life on Mars?
Feel good from morning till the end of the day.
It’s weird at my school.
A pirate with a tune on a holiday. Ol’ lazy mister moon want a getaway. And isn’t that a moon for a milky way?
This is my generation.
Sweet sweet wild honey bee, eat up eat up eat up honey.
Rock the Casbah.
Tell me what is my life without your love, tell me who I am without you by my side.
Goddamn right it’s a beautiful day.
He’s a pinball wizard, there has got to be a twist – a pinball wizard’s got such a supple wrist.
Just say I’m all alone, just say where am I going? Just say the phone rang once today for a wrong number.
I’ll tell you once more before I get off the floor: don’t bring me down.
I know it’s up for me if you steal my sunshine.
Don’t you want somebody to love? Don’t you need somebody to love?
Everybody makes mistakes, but I feel all right when I come undone.
Hey, hey, we’re The Monkees and people say we monkey around. But we’re too busy singing to put anybody down.
Girl, I want to be with you all of the time – all day and all of the night.
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope.
You gotta go where you want to go, do what you want to do.
Take me to the river, drop me in the water.
Take a look around you, you might not like what you see. Yeah, we’re all comfortably living in a privileged society.
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day.
I’m big and important – one angry dwarf and 200 solemn faces for you.
Won’t someone help me to break up this crown – let’s all drink to the death of a clown.
This crowd is tight, tight. Gonna party all night, night.
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 will never be satisfied until it ends in tears.
Can’t forget the flashing, can’t forget the smashing, the sending and the bending, the atmosphere re-entry.
Too many teardrops for one heart to be crying.
What’s so funny ’bout peace, love and understanding?
I am a passenger, and I ride and I ride.
Got to get a hold of myself, got to make believe I don’t care.
Once I thought my innocence was gone – now I know that happiness goes on.
You might think I’m crazy – all I want is you.
Gonna get drunk, don’t you have no fear – I want one bourbon, one scotch, one beer.
I’m hungry and the hunger will linger, I eat sixteen saltine crackers then I lick my fingers.
Feeling down and dirty, feeling kinda mean, I’ve been from one to another extreme.
How long, how long must we sing this song?
I won’t spend another day in this heart attack city, it’s messed up here and everything’s money.
Made up my mind to make a new start, going to California with an aching in my heart.
Volcano girls, we really can’t be beat – warm us up and watch us blow.
Listen to me scream and shout, ‘cause all my teeth are falling out.
I’m living in a nightmare can’t you see, I need some musical therapy.
Down on the corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poor Boys are playing, bring a nickel, tap your feet.
You know with love comes strange currencies, and here is my appeal.
You make me feel just like I’m insane, yeah, and you’re trouble. You’re trouble.
Let us close our eyes – outside their lives go on much faster. Oh, we wont give in, we’ll keep living in the past.
All about that personality crisis, you got it while it was hot. But now frustration and heartache is what you got.
This ain’t no holiday, but it always turns out this way.
These eyes cry every night for you.
You want it all, but you can’t have it.
Take a second, open your mind, take a step back, and stop this madness.
Wind me up, put me down, start me off and watch me go.
Shots shots shots shots shots shots everybody.
Here comes the story of the Hurricane, the man the authorities came to blame.
Let the good times roll, let them knock you around.
Find yourself a girl and settle down, live a simple life in a quiet town. Steady as she goes.
Wherein we examine the most important question of our time: what is the most Wes Anderson movie song ever?
What a long strange trip it’s been.
Love in an elevator – livin’ it up while I’m going down.
Just a perfect day, you made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else, someone good.
Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one, when you gonna give me some time, Sharona?
I woke up bright and early this morning, my little girl was not in sight. I been looking everywhere, morning, noon, and daylight.
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?
Look into the wall of my mind’s eye. I think I know but I don’t know why. The questions are the answers you might need.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Hop in my Chrysler, it’s as big as a whale, and it’s about to set sail. I got me a car, it sits about twenty, so come on and bring your jukebox money.
I got that tunnel vision going through my head.
There’s a bubble a bouncing, and it’s bouncing my way. There’s two sticks in the powderworks, I think it’s gonna blow today.
UH-HUH HUH, HEH HEH YEAH… but no, this is actually, like, a really great album. Like seriously (UH HUH YEAH).
And so I wondered and wandered around the planet, looking for some things that might have mattered to me.
We’re gonna rock this town, rock it inside out.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks: you better run, better run, outrun my gun.
Exchange our fears for little glass holes and broken dreams of bent-backed trolls.
A long time ago, we used to be friends but I haven’t thought of you lately at all.
Linoleum supports my head – gives me something to believe.
In my eyes, indisposed, in disguises no one knows, hides the face, lies the snake, and the sun in my disgrace.
Keep on rockin’ in the free world.
And I don’t understand why I sleep all day, and I start to complain that there’s no rain.
Crazy, toys in the attic, truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away!
Capturing beauty of something as precious as life.
The middle of the road is trying to find me. I’m standing in the middle of life with my plans behind me.