Why do I daydream? Why do I get my hopes up at all? I've been living this Walter Mitty life For too long Somebody save me I'm a prisoner of my
If it was for me, I thought it would come so easy I never realized life's just a series of lows and highs I just wanna create, it doesn't matter how
Flatulation punctuates the still night air And I thank god you're here I queefed - Enjoy Make the most of my butt-toast Enjoy my good friends -
let the music die Join us if you've got the energy We're the proud, the few Descendents rockin' alone tonight We're the proud, the few Descendents
Love in our hearts, we didn't know the world is complicated Gleam in our eyes, time would show just what our love was made of Who knew the way things
In the world of man in the great rat race Makes his speeches Then he does what he please Winners of the mosh impart their grace As I wallow in the mush
Another night of maybe and almost Abandoning a land of passin' ghosts Just a lot of sad people forgive them Lord They don't care what they do Or who
(Lyrics and Music by T. Lombardo) All I want is some Good Clean Fun All I want is some Good Clean Fun You can freak out, you can shoot up
When I get the time I'd like to sit down Just a couple few and write a little rhyme for you What you mean to me I'd tell you Yeah! I'd love to sit down
Eunuch boy, eunuch boy Thought a lawnmover was another toy Don't laugh at him cause he can't piss straight He can't even masturbate Got no gonads, only
Money, it'll feed my tummy But it, will never feed my soul Where my soul should me There's a hole in me I can't live from 9 to 5 That's not enough to
I can't believe what you just said You'd sell your soul for a dollar bill I can see the signs in your eyes The signs that make an honest man lie
Got up this morning to make some coffee Everything sucks today Prayed someone hired a hitman to off me Everything sucks today Got up on the wrong side
The words she writes will change the world She's much smarter than me Inside she writes a side of herself She won't let me see Such a hateful little girl
It takes a long time to get what you want No matter how hard you try , it just won't come But you keep on tryin', and you don't give up and it's really
(Lyrics and Music by B. Stevenson) I see tha anger in the back of your eyes I know the vengeance running through your mind You're up on the
Hey hey, what do you say? About our state of affairs Hey hey, what do you say? Are you ready to go? Go! go! go! go! If you think that everything's ok
(Lyrics and Music by T. Lombardo) I don't want to grow up I don't want to grow up If growing up means being like you Then I don't want