-hole pants, Can't play no high school dance, Fuzz tone,hear 'em go, Hear 'em on the radio, Misfits, twilight zone, R-A-M-O-N-E-S [2],RAMONES, Bad boy
: When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a can In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in
: Without you baby's like a suicide I need you baby, that I just can't hide I miss you honey when it's cold outside Oh yeah I miss your body, baby
: Watch the watch the way i walk Can't you think my movements talk 2x See me silently quietly creep I am too amped to sleep lamp rays shining down
: When I saw you at the Cat Club You looked really kind of cool now Well come along with me 'cause We got a lot of things to do now You don't ever
: Anxiety, anxiety keeps me happy. Anxiety, anxiety keeps me happy. Always stiff, all day long. Nothing's right till it's all wrong. It makes no sense
: Any way you want it You can call me any day - ay, hey, hey Any way you want it You can always hear me say - ay, hey, hey It's alright, it's alright
: Gonna kill and destroy I'm not an Animal Boy Why don't they understand I'm not an ape man Don't have brain damage I'm not an a wild savage Don
: I met her at the 7-11 now I'm in 7th heaven tell me, tell me can this be true I never though I'd ever meet a girl like you She was standing
: She says she's babysitting tonight She says come over, it's alright On the couch with my special one But don't tell me that we won't have fun She
: Have I ever told you How good it feels to hold you It isn't easy to explain And though I'm really tryin' I think I may start cryin' My heart
: If you think you can, well come on man I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam No more of your fairy stories 'Cause I got my other worries. 53rd and 3rd
: Beat on the brat Beat on the brat Beat on the brat with a baseball bat Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh. What can you do? What can you do? With a brat like
: You've got to pick up the pieces C'mon, sort your trash You better pull yourself back together Maybe you've got too much cash Better call, call the
: I used to be an A student I never used to complain I used to be a truant But I'm still the same Bad bad brain Bad bad brain I used to go to parties
: Hey ho, let's go (4x) They're forming in a straight line They're going through a tight wind The kids are losing their minds The Blitzkrieg Bop
: Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning Stranded in the sweet wonderings breathing the pale
: You say we've got nothing in common No common ground to start from And we're falling apart You say the world has come between us Our lives have
