I used to love But I had to kill her I used to love her, oh yeah But I had to kill her I had to put her Six feet under And I can still hear Her complain
you get thrown into this world. you think you've had all the time to think. the clock is ticking, a day, a week. the world spins faster. even what your
You Said that you'd always be my friend Standing beside me and true until the end Cold Shoulder I can't believe it's happening but it's true Something
cuando la musica empieza a tocar y el cantante empieza cantar el sonido del bajo como teblor con trombone, trompeta y saxaphone aye viene el diablo y
Some people think they caught us slipping But we all know that it's not true Everyone thinks that they're the expert Always dissin' us and our crew Just
think that i'm a loser cause my pants are really too low think that i'm a slob cause i got holes in my shoes think my cock is like i like my dirty shirt
She dont like the Toasters or the Skeletones She'd rather pound some beers And listen to the Ramones Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie
Bruised and abused, but still easily amused Can't figure why he still comes around Nobody hates him, they just like to humiliate him Then he'll take the
jive psycho, he don't care. if you stare, come near him, if you dare. he likes being the way he is. he's all show biz. he'll be the man, he'll hold your
Todos los ninos estan jugando en la calle apurate nino que esta haciendo mucho calor cuando baja el sol alli viene el viejo corre o tu mama te va a
My girl, she supports me And that's not supposed to be When she starts to fight with me She knows that I can't win And sometimes she believes in me And
Yo soy un vato espantoso Los otros se ponen muy nerviosos Yo soy el mas chingon Que chido son las noches de tequila Borracho y cantando la misma cancion
i'm gonna be a rich man. i must give thanks to you. you messed up one last time and now i'm gonna sue you. Larry Parker's my good friend. he did it for
There's a riot in the street And no one seems to care The kids are all at home They're glued to their TVs Revolution now, now I don't got time I've got
There's an S.O.S from the land of the misfit toys It seems the king's turning his army into No. 2 pencils The other toys are really getting pissed Someone
bruised and abused, but still easily amused can't figure why he still comes around nobody hates him, they just like to humiliate him then he'll take the
i don't want to be me anymore. everyone's chosen to ignore me. it seems they all know what's in store. so i let the public program me. if they don't like
I seem to walk on ice Some things make me think twice When I get that resistance Like having freedom with my hands tied I've censored what's inside way
