American Idiot
by Billie Joe Armstrong
Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new media
can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be ok.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the aliennation.
Where everything isn't meant to be ok.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.
Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
calling out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the aliennation.
Where everything isn't meant to be ok.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Green Day
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Saturday, February 10, 2007
U2
by U2
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without youWith or without you
With or without you
Through the storm we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
My hands are tied, my body bruised
She got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you
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Hilary Duff
A Day in the Sun
by N/A
Everything's working out fine
You've got all the things you want and I've got mine
No more struggle and strife
Kickin' back and diggin'...It's a wonderful life
And then you awoke
To start the day out laughing
It's some kind of a joke
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
Everybody's working hard to have some fun
First you want a million then a million and one
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
City girls and small town boys
Big time spenders with expensive toys
Pretty people who don't look so good
Some are mopping floors and some are shopping wood
But they try and they try
Waiting for the clouds to disappear from the sky
CHORUS:
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
Everybody's working hard to have some fun
First you want a million then a million and one
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
Everybody's doing everything they can
Some will count on luck and some will make a plan
If you want to get it, got to get it done
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
Mama said 'Listen to me,
I can't tell you what your life's gonna be
Every day there's something new, it's true
A light could shine on you'
But they try and they try
Waiting for the clouds to disappear from the sky
CHORUS
Everybody's doing everything they can
Some will count on luck and some will make a plan
If you want to get it, got to get it done
Everybody's waiting for a day in the sun
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Shakira
Al Taller Del Maestro
by Aline Talini
Como me duele estar despierto
Y no poder cantar,
Como expresarte con palabras
Que me muero si no estas,
El tiempo pasa y todo cambia,
Hoy lloro de soledad,
El sueƱo que llevo en el alma
Derepente ya no esta,
Que la sonrisa se ha marchado,
Mis lagrimas caeran.(bis)
Al taller del maestro
Vengo pues el me curara
Me tomara entre susbrazos
Y cada herida sanara
Las herramientas del maestro
Mi alma remendara
Martillo en mano
Y mucho fuego
Aunque me duela
Ayudaraa conocerlo
Y a entenderlo,
A saber que nada meresco
Amar es mas que un pretesto
Es una entrega a subnegar
Mas que aquelsentimiento
Es la desicion de amar
Al taller del maestro vengo.
Alli, alli el sol se pondra,
Al taller del maestro vengo....
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James Blunt
by James Blunt
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Yes, she caught my eye,
As I walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
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