Baba O'Riley - The Who

 

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
No I don't need to be forgiven
No no no no no no no

Don't cry
Don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally take my hand
We'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together, before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Oh yeah, teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

Blunderbuss - Jack White

 

I had my dream
I held your hand on that broad avenue
We crossed the road and never spoke
To another as we flew

We left your man alone in drag
Laughin' there at us
A romantic bust, a blunder turned
Explosive blunderbuss

An ancient grand hotel
Of Persian thread and ivory
And when your man would turn his head
I'd see you look at me

Pools of brown and sea of red
And demons in your pocket
That sang romance, performed a dance
Inside a silver locket

A corner exit, not tall enough
To walk out standin' straight
Designed by men so ladies
Would have to lean back in their gait

You grabbed my arm and left with me
But you were not allowed to
You took me to a public place
To quietly blend into

Such a trick pretending
Not to be doin' what you want to
But seems like everybody does this
Every waking moment

I laid you down and touched you
Like the two of us both needed
Safe to say that others
Might not approve of this, and pleaded

"So selfish them, " would be their cry
And who'd be brave to argue?
Doin' what two people need
Is never on the menu

New York, New York - Frank Sinatra


Start spreadin' the news
I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York

These vagabond shoes
Are longin' to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York

I wanna wake up
In a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap

These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York

If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York, New York
I want to wake up
In a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one
Top of the list
King of the hill
A number one


These little town blues
Are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York

And if I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York

Sorry - Nerf Herder

 

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your party
Sorry I drank up all the Bacardi
Sorry I puked up on your bedspread
Sorry I wanted to be your boyfriend again

What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser

Sorry I saw you and I heard birds sing
Sorry I touched you and I heard bells ring
Sorry I jacked off outside of your window
While you were sleeping, I thought you'd never know
Sorry I showed up at your wedding
Sorry I tried so hard to get in
Sorry I screwed up your picture
Sorry I had sex with your sister

What can I do?
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser

Sorry we broke up, sorry I missed you
Sorry I wanted only to kiss you
Sorry I promised to love you forever
Made you feel guilty oh when you left me
Sorry I showed up at your dinner
Sorry I said those things to your father
Sorry I crashed through your window on acid
Sorry I made a mess
Sorry I bled to death

What can I do?
It's over it's over it's over it's over
What can I do?
I am the loser

I Do Not Want This - Nine Inch Nails

 

I'm losing ground
Well you know how this world can beat you down
And I'm made of clay
I fear I'm the only one who thinks this way

I'm always falling down the same hill
Bamboo puncturing this skin
And nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall I'm drowning in
Two feet below the surface I can still make out your wavy face
And if I could just reach you maybe I could leave this place

I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel

I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives all in my head
Don't tell me that you care
There really isn't anything, now, is there?

You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh so sick I am
And maybe I don't have a choice
And maybe that is all I have
And maybe this is a cry for help

I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
Don't you tell me how I feel
You don't know just how I feel

I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters
I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters
I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters
I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters
I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to fuck everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters

Extraordinary Machine - Fiona Apple

 

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes
And I certainly haven't been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot it's a slow climb
But I'm good at being uncomfortable so
I can't stop changing all the time

I noticed that my opponent is always on the go
And won't go slow, so 's not to focus, and I notice
He'll hitch a ride with any guide, as long as
They go fast from whence he came
But he's no good at being uncomfortable, so
He can't stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day
You deem me due to clean my view and be at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way and say
I've been getting along for long before you came into the play

I am the baby of the family, it happens
So, everybody cares and wears the sheep's clothes
While they chaperone
Curious, you looking down your nose at me, while you appease
Courteous, to try and help
But let me set your mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?
It's very kind
But it's to no avail; and I don't want the bail
I promise you, everything will be just fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can't help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I'll make the most of it, I'm an extraordinary machinev

Here and Now - Letters to Cleo

 

Just living on a Sunday morning
Got my toast and tea and I'm warm and
I just thought I'd think about
All the things to get and keep getting
Never enough not enough and never ending
I just thought I'd think about

Just living on a Sunday morning
Got my toast and tea and I'm warm and
I just thought I'd think about
All the things to get and keep getting
Never enough not enough and never ending

I just thought I'd think about
And it might be...
The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now, here and now

Parody of yourself in color
Giving it to everybody but your mother
You've got much to think about
Soaring higher with every treason

Never justify, never reason
You've got much to think about
And it might be...
The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now, here and now

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the

Here and now, here and now
And it might be...

Parody of yourself in color
Giving it to everybody but your mother and
You've got much to think about

Soaring higher with every treason
Never justify, never reason
You've got much to think about
And it might be...

The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now.
The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now.
And it might be...
The comfort of a knowledge of a rise above the sky
But could never parallel the challenge of an acquisition in the
Here and now, here and now.
And it might, might...

Cold - Static-X

 

We kiss the stars
We writhe, we are
Your name, desire
Your flesh, we are

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Your mouth, these words
Silence, it turns
Humming, we laugh
My head falls back

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Cold, we're so cold
We are so
Cold, we're so cold

Birth Ritual - Soundgarden

Lying like needles on forest earth
Euphoric rush trees bend to pray for us
I'm sputtering like cold machines?
Late for the birth ritual
Ritual
Ritual
Ritual

You can drive my tail to watch the circus
A birth ritual, a birth of idiots
Now I woke up blessed and good strives for heartache
Marked for the death ritual
Ritual
Ritual

As you start the song and face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual
I took the drug to make me stay
And now everything dies in shyness
The snake retreats admits defeat
And waits for the birth ritual
Ritual
Ritual

As you start the song and face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual

Shining light
Child's highs
Mark his sides
Bright until the newness wears off

As you start the song and face this garden?
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime for every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual

Ritual
Ritual
Ritual