Instrumental
We've both been sitting here so long Turn it off, there's nothing on The television will not be revolutionized So come on baby, comb your hair And hope
sand So tongue-tied Mum and dumb The comb, it just Found itself in my hand I stood when I Should have run Conspiracy Those fellows and me The comb,
I was standing on the seashore Looking down into the sea When a good looking girl Came a walkin' up to me She was a blond haired Green eyed good lookin
I Don't Care, Whether It's Truth Or Dare, Whether It's It's Fat Or Slim, Whether It's Good Or Mean. I Don't Care, Whether It's Cool Or Hot, Whether It
This time, your finger pointed right at you Which side are you on? Which side are you on? I asked you what side you wanted on Which side are you on? Which
story goes. I want everybody to know. We love Skittles and Combos. So bring some to our next show. From our head down to our toes. We love Skittles and Combos
A quiet moment Fills the air This tolldrum Of our existence The faith we lost In time of fear Mesmerized by This resistance No reason now For Despair
met a girl who turns me inside out I'll tell you about her for you ought to know You comb her hair every morning and make sure she dresses just right You comb
hard for a damn good while But now I?m combing my hair in a brand new style Combing my hair, yeah Combing my hair, yeah Combing my hair, yeah Combing
A Gozar Con Mi Combo Vamos A Bailar Vamos A Gozar Con Mi Combo Vamos A Bailar Vamos A Gozar Con Mi Combo Vamos A Bailar Vamos A Gozar Con Mi Combo
She said that it's probably a bad place to be But it's probably worse than Manhattan Looks like shit and it feels like America Looks like shit and it
In every neighborhood there is bad and good Money's tight, prices overblown They sell ecstasy here on avenue B One way ticket to the combat zone The
mortal combat faces of tortured dead violent impact suicide final act human intolerance mental torment possible mass grave died in a useless war
I can remember them Blue as the ocean Whenever I drew nigh Blue as a stormy sky Ever so sisterly I would advise her Looking into her eyes Doomed as a
Skip all the duress and bitterness I prefer to part with you as friends How would you suggest a better way, A way to say goodbye? My heart is made of
Hello... Chorus: Look at the moon, reflecting the sun The sky is so pretty The treetops are bright And it feels like a night on earth People are ants
You always try to make me do things I don't want to do. You try to take advantage of me 'cause I love you. You hold me tight, with all your might Until