Keep on rockin’ in the free world.

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.
Nothing to stop this being the best day ever, nothing to keep us from where we should be. I wanted the world but you knew better, and that all we have is immortality.
I need a change in my life, and I need it right now. Good or bad, it doesn’t really matter how.
So why is The Breeders’ Pod on this best 1,000 albums ever thing? I’m pretty sure the first time I heard a song by The Breeders was by way of 120 Minutes, MTV’s great Sunday […]
People are crazy and times are strange. I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range. I used to care, but things have changed.
Now it’s Istanbul, not Constantinople, been a long time gone, Constantinople, now it’s Turkish delight on a moonlit night.
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.
Rust in the mountain, rust in the brain, the air is sacred here in spite of your claim.
Ah, can’t you see me standing here? I got my back against the record machine. I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen, ah can’t you see what I mean?
Seven thirty seven coming out of the sky – won’t you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride. I want to move, playing in a traveling band.
Love is gentle as a rose, and love can conquer any war. It’s time to take a stand, brothers and sisters join hands.
Why do we have to carry on? Always singing the same old song.
If you’ll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal. I can call you Betty, and Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al.
Well up came that first cat, he said, “Man, look at that! Man do you see what I see?”
All my favorite songs are slow and sad. All my favorite people make me mad.
I’m just a soul whose intentions are good. Oh lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.
We are the vultures, the dirtiest kind. We’ll cut you once in your heart and your mind.
I’m in the mood, the rhythm is right. Move to the music, we can roll all night.
Left a good job in the city, working for the man every night and day, and I never lost one minute of sleeping, worrying ‘bout the way things might have been.
Why are you listening to all the things they tell you every day? Why are you listening, what happened to your own mind anyway?
The music was new, black polished chrome, and came over the summer like liquid night.
This is our decision to live fast and die young. We’ve got the vision, now let’s have some fun. Yeah, it’s overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute?
The future’s in our present hands. Let’s reach right in, let’s understand.
I ain’t never been in trouble, I ain’t got the time. I don’t mess around with magic, child, what I got is mine.
I got a date with the night, burnin’ down my finger.
Well, you know I look like a woman, but I cut like a buffalo.
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.
You talk about things that nobody cares, wearing out things that nobody wears. You’re calling my name but I gotta make clear, I can’t say baby where I’ll be in a year.
I woke up at the moment when the miracle occurred, heard a song that made some sense out of the world.
Well, the night was falling as the desert world began to settle down. In the town they’re searching for us everywhere but we never will be found.
Common ruse, dirty face, pretty noose is pretty hate, and I don’t like what you got me hanging from.
Smack, crack, bushwhacked, tie another one to your back, baby. Hey kids, rock and roll, nobody tells you where to go, baby.
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.
Who took the bomp from the bompalompalomp? Who took the ram from the ramalamadingdong?
We go together baby, and if we do, yeah I’ll be your weakness baby, and get to you.
Tall buildings shake, voices escape singing sad, sad songs.
In this world today, there ain’t nobody to thank. Just blame it on the kids and toss ‘em in the tank.
It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of reserve. Now through the lines of the cheap venetian blinds, your car is pulling off of the curb.
And would you cry if I told you that I lied? And would you say goodbye, would you let it ride?
We question one accessory: don’t think the piece is necessary. We agree you’re dressed to kill, but wonder if you will.
Lump lingered last in line for brains, and the one she got was sorta rotten and insane. Small things so sad that birds could land – is lump fast asleep or rockin’ out with the band?
Once I had a love and it was a gas, soon turned out had a heart of glass. Seemed like the right thing, only to find mucho mistrust, love’s gone behind.
Something in the way she never looks my way, I’m in love, I’m in love.
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’ve kissed mermaids, rode the El Niño, walked the sand with the crustaceans. Could find my way to Mariana on a wave of mutilation.
So give me your hands, your hearts, I’m ready! There’s only one direction.
Time to take a ride, time to take it in a midnight eye. And if you want to go, get on below.
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.
Said woman take it slow, and it’ll work itself out fine. All we need is just a little patience.
I’ve come on a few years from my Hollywood highs, the best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had.
Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out – it’s hard to miss you when you follow us about.
My soul is sound when I’m in my hometown, yeah, and no place I’d rather be.
Watching the people get lairy, it’s not very pretty I tell thee – walking through town is quite scary.
Johnny’s in the basement, mixin’ up the medicine. I’m on the pavement, thinkin’ about the government.
I feel so alone – gonna end up a big ol’ pile of them bones.
We are kids, we play punk rock ‘n roll. If we didn’t, we got no soul.
There must be lights burning brighter somewhere, got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue.
Shut up, kiss me, hold me tight.
Skydive naked from an aeroplane, or a lady with a body from outer space.
We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion-year-old carbon, and we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden.
I’ve been crowned the King of Id, and Id is all we have, so wait to hear my words and they’re diamond sharp.
What I like about you, you hold me tight. Tell me I’m the only one wanna come over tonight, yeah.
Sell your soul and sign an autograph – big bang baby, it’s a crash, crash, crash.
This love that I tell now feels lonely as hell from this padded prison cell.
We sail tonight for Singapore. Don’t fall asleep while you’re ashore. Cross your heart and hope to die, when you hear the children cry.
But if you’ve lost your faith in love and music the end won’t be long. Because if it’s gone for you then I too may lose it and that that would be wrong.
You know, I’ve made mistakes. I’ve had my ups and downs, my ins and outs, my share of bad breaks. But when it’s all been said and done, I raise my beer and I swear, “God, it’s been fun!”
You got the touch, you got the power. When all hell’s breaking loose, you’ll be riding the eye of the storm.
The city breathing, the people churning, the conversating. The price is what?
It’s only human nature, pollutes temptation. We have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation.
He told you he loved you, well that’s just a lie. I don’t need possession to satisfy my mind.
If I die tomorrow, what did I do today? You want fresh air? You won’t find it this way.
I want to live, I want to give. I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold.
Someday love will find you, true love won’t desert you. You know that I still love you, though we touched and went our separate ways.
Every time I come here I’m not sure what to say. I know it should be easy but it never seems that way.
I’m through with romance, I’m through with love, I’m through with countin’ the stars above.
When you hear the music, you make a dip into someone else’s pocket and then make a slip.
Like a desert sun that burns my skin, I’ve been waiting for her for so long.
I’ve been waiting so long to be where I’m going, in the sunshine of your love.
You shouldn’t try to look so good if you don’t wanna be misunderstood.
Well, I heard the news, there’s good rockin’ tonight.
I don’t know where I’m going, but I sure know where I’ve been.
I used to walk in the shade with those blues on parade.
You could have a bumper car, bumping. The amusement never ends.
As the day grows dim, I hear you sing a golden hymn.
Well, it’s all right – we’re going to the end of the line.
I’m not gonna get too sentimental like those other sticky valentines.
Maybe these maps and legends have been misunderstood.
Yeah, smokestack lightning. Don’t you hear me calling?
Could this be true? It all comes down to you.
It’s pure pop joy, pure joy joy. Okay?
Come on and get the minimum, before you open up your eyes.
Hey hey, my my. Rock and roll can never die.
I heard something about my ma and my pa. They didn’t want me so they made me a star.
How does it feel? To be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.