Everyone is losing it Everybody's given up Given up the ghost And turn it in on themselves Lets head for somewhere Absolutely anywhere Get outta here
I hate pop songs, pop songs I hate pop songs, pop songs I hate pop songs, pop songs I hate pop songs, pop songs Pop songs, I hate pop songs Pop songs
Addiction's held you back But you don't care 'Cause you're on a high again It's not fair Consumin' alcohol While I gotta drive Take a hit from the drugs
How can your face be so angry When all your doing is looking at me You chastise me for my behavior It's gonna last too long And what am I now but your
One thing's for sure, I just can't find the way to To let it seem like all is wrong inside my den "Hold back, breathe easy", she said to me Go somewhere
I'm gonna steal your girlfriend I went to my boys house I met his sister I knew right then I had to get with her She had a boyfriend he wasn't worthy
Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Oh, pop, pop, pop my dick Pop my dick, you son of a bitch!
things I'm talkin bout have Nothin to do with the song baby It doesn't matter Wont you show me that thong baby That's how it works In the pop music
aguantar Ni controlar mis deseos de morderte En donde no te puedes mirar Mientras busco distraccion en el radio o en tu conversacion o en una estupida cancion
Hello, I saw you, I know you, I knew you I think I can remember your name (Name) Hello, I'm sorry, I lost myself I think I thought you were someone else
Why do you make me feel so ugly inside and out? What is it I say, what is in your brain That makes you so damn sure? That what you want is what I'm trying
Transfixed to the TV station Burning through my brain Mutant news flashes from the neon grain I'm a reptile, you're Doug Quaid Go on, I say, I'll make
I'm sick of always hearing all those sad songs on the radio All day it is there to remind an oversensitive guy That he's lost and alone yea I hate our
have problems with your bladder. R2D2s love song, oh. Cupid takes aim at all of us and touches our hearts today. Oh, what a love song, oh. That robot
watch you fly, when I cry just carry on what you're doing don't ignore me keep doing it and if I die, make sure your mind is in this song see all the
I been walkin' down the road What it means, I dunno I been walkin' down the highway With the bad food flyin' by me I'm an ordinary man With a time bomb
I never saw you before I never sound strained before Now I'm at your door and I hope you're unusual Very unusual now I'm at your door And when you nicely
