Lyrics and Music by Taylor Swift and Liz Rose You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, She’s upset. She’s going off About something that you said ‘Cause she doesn’t get your humor Like I do. I’m in the room: It’s a typical Tuesday night. I’m listening to the kind of music She doesn’t like, And she’ll never know your story Like I do. But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She’s cheer captain And I’m on the bleachers Dreaming ‘bout
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be, As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy. Take your time, hurry up, The choice is yours, don’t be late. Take a rest as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Come doused in mud, served in bleach, As I want you to be. As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Well, I swear that I don’t have a gun, No, I don’t have a gun. No, I don’t
Lyrics and Music by Toni Watson They say, “Oh, my god, I see the way you shine. Take your hand, my dear, And place them both in mine. You know you stopped me dead When I was passing by And now I beg to see You dance just one more time.” Ooh, I see you, see you, Seen you every time, And oh, my I, I, I, I like your style. You, you make me, make me, Make me wanna cry, And now I beg to see you Dance just one more time. Chorus: So they say, Dance for me, dance for me,
Lyrics by John Cooper Clarke and music by Jamie Cook, Matt Helders, Nick O’Malley and Alex Turner I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, Breathing in your dust. I wanna be your Ford Cortina; I will never rust. If you like your coffee hot, Let me be your coffee pot. You call the shots, babe; I just wanna be yours. Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just wanna be yours. Chorus: I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours, Wanna be yours, Wanna
Lyrics and Music by Steven Tyler Every time that I look in the mirror, All these lines on my face Getting clearer. The past is gone, It went by like dusk to dawn. Isn’t that the way Everybody’s got their dues In life to pay. Yeah! I know nobody knows, Where it comes and where it goes, I know it’s everybody’s sin, You got to lose to know how to win. Half my life’s In books’ written pages, Lived and learned from fools And from sages, You know it’s true, All
Lyrics and Music by Daron Malakian, Serj Tankian and Shavo Odadjian Conversion, software version 7.0, Looking at life through the eyes Of a tire hub. Eating seeds as a pastime activity – The toxicity of our city, Of our city. Chorus: You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder? Disorder. Now! Somewhere between The sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep. Somewhere between The sacred silence and sleep – Disorder, disorder, disorder. More wood for their
Lyrics and Music by Aaron Bruno Who wants to dance, Who wants to slow dance With that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole? I want a chance, I want to slow dance And trap that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole. Chorus: Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite. Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite (dynamite). Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Who wants to dance,
Lyrics and Music by Stefani Germanotta, Paul Blair, Clinton Sparks, Fernando Garibay, William Grigahcine Love is just a history That they may prove And when you’re gone I’ll tell them my religion’s you. When Punk-tius come to kill The king upon his throne, I’m ready for their stones. I’ll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said. I’m gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head. Hands
Lyrics and Music by Aki Hakala, Eero Heinonen, Pauli Rantasalmi and Lauri Ylönen Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. No sleep, No sleep until I’m done With finding the answer. Won’t stop, Won’t stop before I find A cure for this cancer. Sometimes, I feel like going down, I’m so disconnected. Somehow, I know that I am haunted To be wanted. Chorus: I’ve been watching, I’ve been waiting In the shadows for my time. I’ve been searching,
Lyrics and Music by Taylor Swift and Liz Rose You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, She’s upset. She’s going off About something that you said ‘Cause she doesn’t get your humor Like I do. I’m in the room: It’s a typical Tuesday night. I’m listening to the kind of music She doesn’t like, And she’ll never know your story Like I do. But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She’s cheer captain And I’m on the bleachers Dreaming ‘bout
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be, As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy. Take your time, hurry up, The choice is yours, don’t be late. Take a rest as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Come doused in mud, served in bleach, As I want you to be. As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Well, I swear that I don’t have a gun, No, I don’t have a gun. No, I don’t
Lyrics and Music by Toni Watson They say, “Oh, my god, I see the way you shine. Take your hand, my dear, And place them both in mine. You know you stopped me dead When I was passing by And now I beg to see You dance just one more time.” Ooh, I see you, see you, Seen you every time, And oh, my I, I, I, I like your style. You, you make me, make me, Make me wanna cry, And now I beg to see you Dance just one more time. Chorus: So they say, Dance for me, dance for me,
Lyrics by John Cooper Clarke and music by Jamie Cook, Matt Helders, Nick O’Malley and Alex Turner I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, Breathing in your dust. I wanna be your Ford Cortina; I will never rust. If you like your coffee hot, Let me be your coffee pot. You call the shots, babe; I just wanna be yours. Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just wanna be yours. Chorus: I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours, Wanna be yours, Wanna
Lyrics and Music by Steven Tyler Every time that I look in the mirror, All these lines on my face Getting clearer. The past is gone, It went by like dusk to dawn. Isn’t that the way Everybody’s got their dues In life to pay. Yeah! I know nobody knows, Where it comes and where it goes, I know it’s everybody’s sin, You got to lose to know how to win. Half my life’s In books’ written pages, Lived and learned from fools And from sages, You know it’s true, All
Lyrics and Music by Daron Malakian, Serj Tankian and Shavo Odadjian Conversion, software version 7.0, Looking at life through the eyes Of a tire hub. Eating seeds as a pastime activity – The toxicity of our city, Of our city. Chorus: You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder? Disorder. Now! Somewhere between The sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep. Somewhere between The sacred silence and sleep – Disorder, disorder, disorder. More wood for their
Lyrics and Music by Aaron Bruno Who wants to dance, Who wants to slow dance With that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole? I want a chance, I want to slow dance And trap that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole. Chorus: Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite. Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite (dynamite). Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Who wants to dance,
Lyrics and Music by Stefani Germanotta, Paul Blair, Clinton Sparks, Fernando Garibay, William Grigahcine Love is just a history That they may prove And when you’re gone I’ll tell them my religion’s you. When Punk-tius come to kill The king upon his throne, I’m ready for their stones. I’ll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said. I’m gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head. Hands
Lyrics and Music by Aki Hakala, Eero Heinonen, Pauli Rantasalmi and Lauri Ylönen Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. No sleep, No sleep until I’m done With finding the answer. Won’t stop, Won’t stop before I find A cure for this cancer. Sometimes, I feel like going down, I’m so disconnected. Somehow, I know that I am haunted To be wanted. Chorus: I’ve been watching, I’ve been waiting In the shadows for my time. I’ve been searching,
Lyrics and Music by Taylor Swift and Liz Rose You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, She’s upset. She’s going off About something that you said ‘Cause she doesn’t get your humor Like I do. I’m in the room: It’s a typical Tuesday night. I’m listening to the kind of music She doesn’t like, And she’ll never know your story Like I do. But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She’s cheer captain And I’m on the bleachers Dreaming ‘bout
Lyrics and Music by Kurt Cobain Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be, As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy. Take your time, hurry up, The choice is yours, don’t be late. Take a rest as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Come doused in mud, served in bleach, As I want you to be. As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria. Memoria, Memoria, Memoria. Well, I swear that I don’t have a gun, No, I don’t have a gun. No, I don’t
Lyrics and Music by Toni Watson They say, “Oh, my god, I see the way you shine. Take your hand, my dear, And place them both in mine. You know you stopped me dead When I was passing by And now I beg to see You dance just one more time.” Ooh, I see you, see you, Seen you every time, And oh, my I, I, I, I like your style. You, you make me, make me, Make me wanna cry, And now I beg to see you Dance just one more time. Chorus: So they say, Dance for me, dance for me,
Lyrics by John Cooper Clarke and music by Jamie Cook, Matt Helders, Nick O’Malley and Alex Turner I wanna be your vacuum cleaner, Breathing in your dust. I wanna be your Ford Cortina; I will never rust. If you like your coffee hot, Let me be your coffee pot. You call the shots, babe; I just wanna be yours. Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought. Maybe I just wanna be yours. Chorus: I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours, Wanna be yours, Wanna
Lyrics and Music by Steven Tyler Every time that I look in the mirror, All these lines on my face Getting clearer. The past is gone, It went by like dusk to dawn. Isn’t that the way Everybody’s got their dues In life to pay. Yeah! I know nobody knows, Where it comes and where it goes, I know it’s everybody’s sin, You got to lose to know how to win. Half my life’s In books’ written pages, Lived and learned from fools And from sages, You know it’s true, All
Lyrics and Music by Daron Malakian, Serj Tankian and Shavo Odadjian Conversion, software version 7.0, Looking at life through the eyes Of a tire hub. Eating seeds as a pastime activity – The toxicity of our city, Of our city. Chorus: You, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder? Disorder. Now! Somewhere between The sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep. Somewhere between The sacred silence and sleep – Disorder, disorder, disorder. More wood for their
Lyrics and Music by Aaron Bruno Who wants to dance, Who wants to slow dance With that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole? I want a chance, I want to slow dance And trap that rabbit down the hole, Rabbit down the hole. Chorus: Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite. Lipstick like dynamite, Seven sticks of dynamite, Lipstick like dynamite (dynamite). Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh. Who wants to dance,
Lyrics and Music by Stefani Germanotta, Paul Blair, Clinton Sparks, Fernando Garibay, William Grigahcine Love is just a history That they may prove And when you’re gone I’ll tell them my religion’s you. When Punk-tius come to kill The king upon his throne, I’m ready for their stones. I’ll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said. I’m gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, Hands above my head. Hands
Lyrics and Music by Aki Hakala, Eero Heinonen, Pauli Rantasalmi and Lauri Ylönen Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh. No sleep, No sleep until I’m done With finding the answer. Won’t stop, Won’t stop before I find A cure for this cancer. Sometimes, I feel like going down, I’m so disconnected. Somehow, I know that I am haunted To be wanted. Chorus: I’ve been watching, I’ve been waiting In the shadows for my time. I’ve been searching,