<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:43:35.441-08:00</updated><category term='Katy Perry'/><category term='Rihanna'/><category term='Ne-Yo'/><category term='Green Day'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='Kings Of Leon'/><category term='U2'/><category term='richard Max'/><category term='Mariah Carey'/><category term='Black Eyed Peas'/><category term='Lenka'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='Drake'/><category term='Aerosmith'/><category term='Lady GaGa'/><category term='Linkin Park'/><title type='text'>Your's Songs Lyric Download Site</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1934631890828416364</id><published>2009-11-07T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:26:09.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Give Me Novacaine)</title><content type='html'>Take away the sensation inside&lt;br /&gt;Bitter sweet migraine in my head&lt;br /&gt;Its like a throbbing tooth ache of the mind&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drain the pressure from the swelling&lt;br /&gt;The sensation's overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;Give me a long kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I won't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;So give me novacaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of body and out of mind&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the demons out of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I get the funny feeling, thats alright&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy says it's better than air&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drain the pressure from the swelling&lt;br /&gt;The sensation's overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;Give me a long kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I won't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;So give me novacaine&lt;br /&gt;Oh novacaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drain the pressure from the swelling&lt;br /&gt;The sensation's overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;Give me a long kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Jimmy I won't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;So give me novacaine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1934631890828416364?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6912807874841713522</id><published>2009-11-07T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:25:04.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Geek Stink Breath)</title><content type='html'>I'm on a mission&lt;br /&gt;I made my decision&lt;br /&gt;To lead a path of self destruction&lt;br /&gt;A slow progression&lt;br /&gt;Killing my complexion&lt;br /&gt;And it's rotting out my teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll&lt;br /&gt;No self control&lt;br /&gt;I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I want&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking scabs off my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour my blood is turning sour&lt;br /&gt;And my pulse is beating out of time&lt;br /&gt;I found a treasure&lt;br /&gt;filled with sick pleasure&lt;br /&gt;And it sits on a thick white line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll&lt;br /&gt;No self control&lt;br /&gt;I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I want&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking scabs off my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a mission&lt;br /&gt;I've got no decision&lt;br /&gt;Like a cripple running the rat race&lt;br /&gt;Wish in one hand shit in the other&lt;br /&gt;And see which one gets filled first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll&lt;br /&gt;No self control&lt;br /&gt;I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I want&lt;br /&gt;That's all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking scabs off my face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6912807874841713522?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6137778738607208922</id><published>2009-11-07T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:23:24.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Favorite Son)</title><content type='html'>He hit the ground running,&lt;br /&gt;At the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;The star was brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;Like a neon light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fixture on the talkshows,&lt;br /&gt;To the silver screen.&lt;br /&gt;From here to Colorado,&lt;br /&gt;He's a sex machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty bloody sad,&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clean-cut All-American,&lt;br /&gt;Really ain't so clean.&lt;br /&gt;His royal auditorium,&lt;br /&gt;Is a murder scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty bloody sad,&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it a drag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no one says it's fair.&lt;br /&gt;Turn a teenage lush,&lt;br /&gt;To a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where's your fuckin' champion?&lt;br /&gt;On a bed you laid.&lt;br /&gt;He's not the All-American,&lt;br /&gt;That you thought you paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;It's your favorite son.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't it a drag?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Son)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2233590784391996206</id><published>2009-11-07T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:21:42.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Fashion Victim)</title><content type='html'>He's a victim of his own time&lt;br /&gt;In his "vintage suit" and tie&lt;br /&gt;He's casualty dressed to the teeth&lt;br /&gt;In the latest genocide&lt;br /&gt;The new seasons come and go&lt;br /&gt;At the dog and pony show&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names&lt;br /&gt;And fallow your dress codes&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S IN A NAME?...HEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a scented magazine&lt;br /&gt;Looking sharp and living clean&lt;br /&gt;Living well and dressed to kill&lt;br /&gt;But she looks like hell to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you're dancing through your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;Do the anorex - a go-go&lt;br /&gt;Cloaked with style&lt;br /&gt;For pedophiles as the credit card explodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You auctioned off your life&lt;br /&gt;For the "most" expensive price&lt;br /&gt;Going once...&lt;br /&gt;Going twice...&lt;br /&gt;Now it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You the Crew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You auctioned off your life&lt;br /&gt;For the "most" expensive price&lt;br /&gt;Going once...&lt;br /&gt;Going twice...&lt;br /&gt;Now it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in a name, hey?&lt;br /&gt;What's in a name, hey?&lt;br /&gt;What's in a name?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2233590784391996206?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2233590784391996206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayfashion-victim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2233590784391996206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2233590784391996206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayfashion-victim.html' title='Green Day(Fashion Victim)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6859903660659481559</id><published>2009-11-07T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:20:48.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(F.O.D.)</title><content type='html'>Something's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;It's been for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm on to you&lt;br /&gt;So where's the other face?&lt;br /&gt;The face I heard before&lt;br /&gt;Your head trip's boring me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's nuke the bridge we torched&lt;br /&gt;2,000 times before&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll blast it all to hell&lt;br /&gt;I've had this burning in my guts now&lt;br /&gt;for so long&lt;br /&gt;My belly's aching now to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck down in a rut of dislogic and smut&lt;br /&gt;A side of you well hid&lt;br /&gt;When it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;it's real and it's been fun&lt;br /&gt;But was it all REAL fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's nuke the bridge we torched&lt;br /&gt;2,000 times before&lt;br /&gt;This time we'll blast it all to hell&lt;br /&gt;I've felt this burning in my guts now&lt;br /&gt;for so long&lt;br /&gt;My belly's aching now to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just... a fuck,&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.&lt;br /&gt;I'm take-&lt;br /&gt;-in pride&lt;br /&gt;in telling you to fuck off and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this burning in my guts now&lt;br /&gt;for so long&lt;br /&gt;My belly's aching now to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking pleasure in the doubts&lt;br /&gt;I've passed to you&lt;br /&gt;So listen up as you bite thisssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just... a fuck,&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.&lt;br /&gt;I'm take-&lt;br /&gt;-in pride&lt;br /&gt;in telling you to fuck off and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goood niiiiiiiiight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6859903660659481559?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6859903660659481559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayfod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6859903660659481559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6859903660659481559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayfod.html' title='Green Day(F.O.D.)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3314959004615402867</id><published>2009-11-07T11:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:19:39.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Eye Of The Tiger)</title><content type='html'>Rising up, back on the street&lt;br /&gt;Did my time, took my chances&lt;br /&gt;Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet&lt;br /&gt;Just a man and his will to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times, it happens too fast&lt;br /&gt;You change your passion for glory&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past&lt;br /&gt;You must fight just to keep them alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to the challenge of our rival&lt;br /&gt;And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night&lt;br /&gt;And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, out in the heat&lt;br /&gt;Hanging tough, staying hungry&lt;br /&gt;They stack the odds 'til we take to the street&lt;br /&gt;For we kill with the skill to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to the challenge of our rival&lt;br /&gt;And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night&lt;br /&gt;And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising up, straight to the top&lt;br /&gt;Have the guts, got the glory&lt;br /&gt;Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;Just a man and his will to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to the challenge of our rival&lt;br /&gt;And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night&lt;br /&gt;And he's watching us all in the eye of the tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eye of the tiger &lt;i&gt;[repeats out]&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;i&gt;Originally by Survivor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3314959004615402867?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3314959004615402867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayeye-of-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3314959004615402867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3314959004615402867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayeye-of-tiger.html' title='Green Day(Eye Of The Tiger)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3669815059503242820</id><published>2009-11-07T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:17:55.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Extraordinary Girl)</title><content type='html'>She's an Extraordinary girl&lt;br /&gt;In an ordinary world&lt;br /&gt;And she cant seem to get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lacks the courage in his mind&lt;br /&gt;Like a child left behind&lt;br /&gt;Like a pet left in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Wiping the tears from her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Some days he feels like dying&lt;br /&gt;She gets so sick of crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sees the mirror of herself&lt;br /&gt;An image she wants to sell&lt;br /&gt;To anyone willing to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He steals the image in her kiss&lt;br /&gt;From her hearts apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;From the one called whatsername&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Wiping the tears from her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Some days he feels like dying&lt;br /&gt;She gets so sick of crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's all alone again&lt;br /&gt;Wiping the tears from her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Some days he feels like dying&lt;br /&gt;Some days it's not worth trying&lt;br /&gt;Now that they both are finding&lt;br /&gt;She gets so sick of crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an Extraordinary girl&lt;br /&gt;an Extraordinary girl&lt;br /&gt;an Extraordinary girl&lt;br /&gt;an Extraordinary girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3669815059503242820?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2375542611315322560</id><published>2009-11-07T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:16:53.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Emenius Sleepus)</title><content type='html'>I saw my friend the other day and I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Exactly just what he became&lt;br /&gt;It goes to show&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long ago&lt;br /&gt;I was just like you&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I'm sick and I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have I been,how have you been&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long&lt;br /&gt;What have you done with all your time&lt;br /&gt;And what went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you back when&lt;br /&gt;And you ... you knew me&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I'm sick and I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody ever say no?&lt;br /&gt;Ever tell you that you weren't right?&lt;br /&gt;Where did all the little kid go?&lt;br /&gt;Did you lose it in a hateful fight?&lt;br /&gt;And you know it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long ago&lt;br /&gt;I was just like you&lt;br /&gt;And now I think you're sick and I wanna go home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2375542611315322560?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2375542611315322560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayemenius-sleepus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2375542611315322560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2375542611315322560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayemenius-sleepus.html' title='Green Day(Emenius Sleepus)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1996627661604611157</id><published>2009-11-07T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:15:14.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(East Jesus Nowhere)</title><content type='html'>Raise your hands now to testify&lt;br /&gt;Your confession will be crucified&lt;br /&gt;You're a sacrificial suicide&lt;br /&gt;Like a dog that's been sodomized&lt;br /&gt;Stand up! - All the white boys&lt;br /&gt;Sit down! - All the black girls&lt;br /&gt;You're the soldiers of the new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your faith in a miracle&lt;br /&gt;And it's non-denominational&lt;br /&gt;Join the choir we will be singing&lt;br /&gt;In the church of wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire burns today&lt;br /&gt;Of blasphemy and genocide&lt;br /&gt;The sirens of decay&lt;br /&gt;Will infiltrate the faith fanatics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bless me lord for I have sinned&lt;br /&gt;It's been a lifetime since I last confessed&lt;br /&gt;I threw my crutches in "The river&lt;br /&gt;Of a shadow of doubt"&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be dressed in my Sunday best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer for the family&lt;br /&gt;Drop a coin for humanity&lt;br /&gt;Ain't this uniform so flattering?&lt;br /&gt;I never asked you a God damned thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire burns today&lt;br /&gt;Of blasphemy and genocide&lt;br /&gt;The sirens of decay&lt;br /&gt;Will infiltrate the faith fanatics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't test me&lt;br /&gt;Second guess me&lt;br /&gt;Protest me&lt;br /&gt;You will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know who's allowed to breed&lt;br /&gt;All the dogs who never learned to read&lt;br /&gt;Missionary politicians&lt;br /&gt;And the cops of a new religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire burns today&lt;br /&gt;Of blasphemy and genocide&lt;br /&gt;The sirens of decay&lt;br /&gt;Will infiltrate the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;em&gt;these lyrics are submitted by summergirl133&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1996627661604611157?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7670888305352482574</id><published>2009-11-07T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:13:11.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day DUI (Driving Under The Influence)</title><content type='html'>Let's get drunk and go out driving&lt;br /&gt;Let's see just how quickly we can go&lt;br /&gt;Let's get ploughed and plough down some old lady&lt;br /&gt;Let's just drink and bump the stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go down and vomit out of the window&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep score of how many we kill&lt;br /&gt;Two tequila slammers on the dashboard&lt;br /&gt;There's an alcoholic at the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful when I'm taking this next corner&lt;br /&gt;Don't want anybody wasting beer&lt;br /&gt;Pass another lime and Corona&lt;br /&gt;Too drunk to use my clutch when shifting gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk and go out driving&lt;br /&gt;Let's do prodies in the cul de sac&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk and go out driving&lt;br /&gt;We're going and we're never co&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7670888305352482574?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7670888305352482574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day-dui-driving-under-influence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7670888305352482574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7670888305352482574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day-dui-driving-under-influence.html' title='Green Day DUI (Driving Under The Influence)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6483009691704429518</id><published>2009-11-07T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:12:09.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Dry Ice)</title><content type='html'>Late last night I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;And she was in it again&lt;br /&gt;She and I were in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Flying hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a cold sweat&lt;br /&gt;Wishing she was by my side&lt;br /&gt;Praying that she'll dry tears&lt;br /&gt;Left on my face I've cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love her&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;Will I understand&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll send a letter to that girl&lt;br /&gt;Asking her to be my own&lt;br /&gt;But my pen is writing wrong&lt;br /&gt;So I'll say it in a song&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love you more right now&lt;br /&gt;More than I've ever loved before&lt;br /&gt;Here's those words straight from these lips&lt;br /&gt;I'll need you forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love her&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;Will I understand&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love her&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;Will I understand&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night I had a dream&lt;br /&gt;And she was in it again&lt;br /&gt;She and I were in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Flying hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in a cold sweat&lt;br /&gt;Wishing she was by my side&lt;br /&gt;Praying that she'll dry tears&lt;br /&gt;Left on my face I've cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love her&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;Will I understand&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love her&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;Will I understand&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;Come ease the pain that's in my heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6483009691704429518?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6483009691704429518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydry-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6483009691704429518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6483009691704429518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydry-ice.html' title='Green Day(Dry Ice)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1274042303981898333</id><published>2009-11-07T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:10:48.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green day(Don't Wanna Fall In Love)</title><content type='html'>Don't want to have you hangin,&lt;br /&gt;Around me like a leech.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're just a problem,&lt;br /&gt;So stay the hell away from me because I don't believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna sit here all my life alone.&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a little rough,&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Don't need security.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no dog without a bone.&lt;br /&gt;Don't have no time for love.&lt;br /&gt;So stay the fuck away from me because I don't believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna sit here all my life alone.&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a little rough.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a little rough.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a little rough.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;This may sound a little fucked.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1274042303981898333?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1274042303981898333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydont-wanna-fall-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1274042303981898333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1274042303981898333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydont-wanna-fall-in-love.html' title='Green day(Don&apos;t Wanna Fall In Love)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6624424750975956264</id><published>2009-11-07T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:09:48.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Don't Leave Me)</title><content type='html'>I'll go for miles&lt;br /&gt;Till I find you&lt;br /&gt;You say you want to leave me&lt;br /&gt;But you can't choose&lt;br /&gt;I've gone thru pain&lt;br /&gt;Every day and night&lt;br /&gt;I feel my mind is going insane&lt;br /&gt;Something I can't fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blank expression&lt;br /&gt;Covering your face&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for directions&lt;br /&gt;For out of this place&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder&lt;br /&gt;If you'll come back&lt;br /&gt;I feel the rain storming after thunder&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go for miles&lt;br /&gt;Till I find you&lt;br /&gt;You say you want to leave me&lt;br /&gt;But you can't choose&lt;br /&gt;I've gone thru pain&lt;br /&gt;Every day and night&lt;br /&gt;I feel my mind is going insane&lt;br /&gt;Something I can't fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6624424750975956264?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6624424750975956264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydont-leave-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6624424750975956264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6624424750975956264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydont-leave-me.html' title='Green Day(Don&apos;t Leave Me)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7037664212050607130</id><published>2009-11-07T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:08:39.804-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Dominated Love Slave)</title><content type='html'>I want to be your dominated love slave&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that takes the pain&lt;br /&gt;You can spank me when I do not behave&lt;br /&gt;Mack me in the forehead with a chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love feelin' dirty&lt;br /&gt;And I love feelin' cheap&lt;br /&gt;And I love it when you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;So drive them staples deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to slap me and call me naughty&lt;br /&gt;Put a beltsander against my skin&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel pain all over my body&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to be punished for my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love feelin' dirty&lt;br /&gt;And I love feelin' cheap&lt;br /&gt;And I love it when you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;So drive them staples deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee-hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love feelin' dirty&lt;br /&gt;And I love feelin' cheap&lt;br /&gt;And I love it when you hurt me&lt;br /&gt;So drrrriiiveeee.....Staples?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7037664212050607130?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7037664212050607130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydominated-love-slave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7037664212050607130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7037664212050607130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydominated-love-slave.html' title='Green Day(Dominated Love Slave)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7272425816769063246</id><published>2009-11-07T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:07:40.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green day(Do Da Da)</title><content type='html'>Every time I'm fallin’ down&lt;br /&gt;You take the reprecussions&lt;br /&gt;Headaches and anxieties&lt;br /&gt;Advancing my frustrations&lt;br /&gt;Rushings of my depression&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;Waste with me into nothing&lt;br /&gt;Well now you're stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Hand up your soul to my wrist&lt;br /&gt;And I'll vow my trust to you&lt;br /&gt;Moving here I always thought&lt;br /&gt;I realized you've imagined&lt;br /&gt;Rushings of my depression&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;Waste with me into nothing&lt;br /&gt;Well now you're stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushings of my depression&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;Waste with me into nothing&lt;br /&gt;Well now you're stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7272425816769063246?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7272425816769063246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydo-da-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7272425816769063246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7272425816769063246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydo-da-da.html' title='Green day(Do Da Da)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5466893425421387987</id><published>2009-11-07T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:04:53.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Disappearing Boy)</title><content type='html'>Now you see me, now you don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me where I'm at&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a million miles away&lt;br /&gt;Treated like a forbidden heel&lt;br /&gt;Don't say my thoughts are not for real&lt;br /&gt;Or you won't see me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I here or am I there&lt;br /&gt;Or am I playing on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Am I in my room with my toys&lt;br /&gt;I am the disappearing boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk in crowded rooms&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if it is my doom&lt;br /&gt;I know that I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;In that room I see her&lt;br /&gt;I see her and she's with him&lt;br /&gt;I turn and then I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me up 'cause I'm not home&lt;br /&gt;My whereabouts are now unknown&lt;br /&gt;I vanished from all your joy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the disappearing boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my doubts&lt;br /&gt;Of where I belong&lt;br /&gt;It's something to think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me up 'cause I'm not home&lt;br /&gt;My whereabouts are now unknown&lt;br /&gt;I vanished from all your joy&lt;br /&gt;I'm the disappearing boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5466893425421387987?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5466893425421387987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydisappearing-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5466893425421387987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5466893425421387987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydisappearing-boy.html' title='Green Day(Disappearing Boy)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5334815449418043143</id><published>2009-11-07T11:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:03:05.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Desensitized)</title><content type='html'>Clenching my teeth tight&lt;br /&gt;My head is like a sponge&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;br /&gt;Bring me blood and pain&lt;br /&gt;Of a stranger's fate&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm desensitized&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the bomb&lt;br /&gt;Blow the masses high&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;br /&gt;Bring me blood and pain&lt;br /&gt;Of a stranger's fate&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5334815449418043143?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5334815449418043143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydesensitized_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5334815449418043143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5334815449418043143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydesensitized_07.html' title='Green Day(Desensitized)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7438494447532292558</id><published>2009-11-07T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:02:03.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Desensitized)</title><content type='html'>Clenching my teeth tight&lt;br /&gt;My head is like a sponge&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me free&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;br /&gt;Bring me blood and pain&lt;br /&gt;Of a stranger's fate&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;Give it to me now&lt;br /&gt;I'm desensitized&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the bomb&lt;br /&gt;Blow the masses high&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;br /&gt;Bring me blood and pain&lt;br /&gt;Of a stranger's fate&lt;br /&gt;Give it all away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get ripped off&lt;br /&gt;And drown in the airwaves&lt;br /&gt;Another fatal wreck&lt;br /&gt;On the information highway&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and kill yourselves&lt;br /&gt;It all amuses me&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell&lt;br /&gt;Another wise ingrate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7438494447532292558?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7438494447532292558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydesensitized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7438494447532292558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7438494447532292558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydesensitized.html' title='Green Day(Desensitized)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2935708830295562955</id><published>2009-11-07T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:00:50.954-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Deadbeat Holiday)</title><content type='html'>Wake up, The house is on fire&lt;br /&gt;And the cat's caught in the dryer&lt;br /&gt;Philiosophy's a liar when&lt;br /&gt;Your home is your headstone&lt;br /&gt;"Icon" is the last chance for hope&lt;br /&gt;When there's no such thing as heroes&lt;br /&gt;Your faith lies in the ditch that&lt;br /&gt;You dug yourself in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last chance to piss it all away&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but hell to pay&lt;br /&gt;When the lights are going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadbeat Holiday - celebrate your own decay&lt;br /&gt;There's a vacant sign that's hanging high&lt;br /&gt;On a noose over your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadbeat Holiday - get on your knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;There's a vacant sign that's hanging high&lt;br /&gt;But at least you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lights in the middle of August&lt;br /&gt;Grudges come back to haunt us&lt;br /&gt;Your oldest allies are your long lost enemies&lt;br /&gt;Grounded in a duplex to find that&lt;br /&gt;You're living on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Vacation hotspots is a cemetery drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last chance to piss it all away&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but hell to pay&lt;br /&gt;When the lights are going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadbeat Holiday - celebrate your own decay&lt;br /&gt;There's a vacant sign that's hanging high&lt;br /&gt;On a noose over your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadbeat Holiday - get on your knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;There's a vacant sign that's hanging high&lt;br /&gt;But at least you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last chance to piss it all away&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but hell to pay whan all you&lt;br /&gt;Want to do is...not to....give up......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2935708830295562955?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2935708830295562955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydeadbeat-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2935708830295562955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2935708830295562955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daydeadbeat-holiday.html' title='Green Day(Deadbeat Holiday)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5809619552688678268</id><published>2009-11-07T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:59:35.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Coming Clean)</title><content type='html'>Seventeen and strung out on confusion&lt;br /&gt;Trapped inside a roll of disillusion&lt;br /&gt;I found out what it takes to be a man&lt;br /&gt;Well,Mom and Dad will never understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets collecting dust but never forget&lt;br /&gt;SKELETONS come to LIFE in my closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out what it takes to be a man&lt;br /&gt;Well,Mom and Dad will never understand&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen and COMING CLEAN for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out myself for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I found out what it takes to be a man&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad will never understand&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5809619552688678268?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5809619552688678268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daycoming-clean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5809619552688678268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5809619552688678268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daycoming-clean.html' title='Green Day(Coming Clean)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6336041683288251463</id><published>2009-11-07T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:58:18.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Church On Sunday)</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of the rest&lt;br /&gt;Of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is too late to pretend&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright now&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gettin' any younger as long&lt;br /&gt;As you don't get any older&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to see that yesterday never was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodshot deadbeat and a lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;Making your mascara bleed&lt;br /&gt;Tears down your face&lt;br /&gt;Leaving traces of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;When I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to go to church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Will you go with me on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;If you live with me, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby solemnly swear to tell&lt;br /&gt;The whole truth&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but the truth is what&lt;br /&gt;I'll ever hear from you now&lt;br /&gt;Trust is a dirty word that comes&lt;br /&gt;From such a liar&lt;br /&gt;But respect is something I will earn&lt;br /&gt;If you have faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloodshot deadbeat and a lack of sleep&lt;br /&gt;Making your mascara bleed&lt;br /&gt;Tears down your face&lt;br /&gt;Leaving traces of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;When I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to go to church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Will you go with me on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;If you live with me, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to go to church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Will you go with me on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;If you live with me, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to go to church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Will you go with me on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;If you live with me, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to go to church on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Will you go with me on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;If you live with me, I'll die for you&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;And this compromise&lt;br /&gt;Let's have compromise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6336041683288251463?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6336041683288251463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychurch-on-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6336041683288251463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6336041683288251463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychurch-on-sunday.html' title='Green Day(Church On Sunday)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-4144239866190599864</id><published>2009-11-07T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:56:59.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Chump)</title><content type='html'>I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;But,I think I HATE you&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason for my misery&lt;br /&gt;Strange how you've become&lt;br /&gt;my biggest enemy&lt;br /&gt;And I've never even seen your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just jealousy&lt;br /&gt;Mixing up with a VIOLENT mind&lt;br /&gt;A circumstance that doesn't make much SENSE&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just DUMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the cloud hanging out over my head&lt;br /&gt;Hail comes crashing down&lt;br /&gt;welting my face&lt;br /&gt;MAGIC MAN,EGOCENTRIC PLASTIC MAN&lt;br /&gt;Yet you still get one over on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just jealousy&lt;br /&gt;Mixing up with a VIOLENT mind&lt;br /&gt;A circumstance that doesn't make much SENSE&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just DUMB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-4144239866190599864?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/4144239866190599864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4144239866190599864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4144239866190599864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychump.html' title='Green Day(Chump)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8138705886137413451</id><published>2009-11-07T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:55:52.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Christie Road)</title><content type='html'>Staring out of my window&lt;br /&gt;Watching the cars go rolling by&lt;br /&gt;My friends are gone&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;So I sit here patiently&lt;br /&gt;Watching the clock tick so slowly&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get away&lt;br /&gt;Or my brains will explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to do to kill some time&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that place that I call home&lt;br /&gt;Take away the strains of being lonely&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the tracks at Christie Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the hills from afar&lt;br /&gt;Standing on my beat up car&lt;br /&gt;The sun went down and the night fills the sky&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel like me once again&lt;br /&gt;As the train comes rolling in&lt;br /&gt;Smoked my boredom gone&lt;br /&gt;Slapped my brains up so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me something to do to kill some time&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that place that I call home&lt;br /&gt;Take away the strains of being lonely&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the tracks at Christie Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother stay out of my way of that place we go&lt;br /&gt;We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother stay out of my way of that place we go&lt;br /&gt;We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing that I need&lt;br /&gt;That makes me feel complete&lt;br /&gt;So I go to Christie Road&lt;br /&gt;It's home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8138705886137413451?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8138705886137413451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychristie-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8138705886137413451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8138705886137413451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychristie-road.html' title='Green Day(Christie Road)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3896744579083343075</id><published>2009-11-07T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:49:00.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Christians Inferno)</title><content type='html'>I got under the grip&lt;br /&gt;Between the modern hell&lt;br /&gt;I got the rejection letter in the&lt;br /&gt;mail and&lt;br /&gt;It was already ripped to shreds&lt;br /&gt;Seasons in a ruin and&lt;br /&gt;This bitter pill is chased with&lt;br /&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;There's fire in my veins&lt;br /&gt;And it's pouring out like a flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This diabolic state is gracing my&lt;br /&gt;existence&lt;br /&gt;Like a catastrophic baby&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the chemical&lt;br /&gt;reaction&lt;br /&gt;I am the atom bomb&lt;br /&gt;I am the chosen one&lt;br /&gt;Toxin your reservoir&lt;br /&gt;And then return man to ape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Christians Inferno&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;these lyrics are submitted by mta_mta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3896744579083343075?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3896744579083343075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychristians-inferno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3896744579083343075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3896744579083343075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daychristians-inferno.html' title='Green Day(Christians Inferno)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8746166043024140378</id><published>2009-11-07T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:47:30.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Castaway)</title><content type='html'>I'm on a sentimental journey&lt;br /&gt;Into sight and sound&lt;br /&gt;Of no return and no looking back or down&lt;br /&gt;A consciences objector to the&lt;br /&gt;War that's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in the lurch and I'm&lt;br /&gt;Taking back what's mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a mission&lt;br /&gt;In the destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;An expedition&lt;br /&gt;In the desolation road&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - going at it alone&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - now I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - going at it alone&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - now I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;Lost and found, trouble bound&lt;br /&gt;Castaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm riding on the night train and&lt;br /&gt;Driving stolen cars&lt;br /&gt;Testing my nerves out of the blvd.&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous combustion on the&lt;br /&gt;Corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in the lurch&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking back what's mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a mission&lt;br /&gt;In the destination unknown&lt;br /&gt;An expedition&lt;br /&gt;In the desolation road&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - going at it alone&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - now I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - going at it alone&lt;br /&gt;Castaway - now I'm on my own&lt;br /&gt;Lost and found, trouble bound&lt;br /&gt;Castaway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8746166043024140378?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8746166043024140378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daycastaway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8746166043024140378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8746166043024140378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daycastaway.html' title='Green Day(Castaway)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6418616434929232710</id><published>2009-11-07T10:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:45:54.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Burnout)</title><content type='html'>I declare I don't care no more&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning up and out and growing bored&lt;br /&gt;In my smoked out boring room&lt;br /&gt;My hair is shagging in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Dragging my feet to hit the street tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drive along these shit town lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not growing up&lt;br /&gt;I'm just burning out&lt;br /&gt;And I stepped in line&lt;br /&gt;to walk amongst the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apathy has rained on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm feeling like a soggy dream&lt;br /&gt;So close to drowning but I don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I've lived inside this mental cave&lt;br /&gt;Throw my emotions in the grave&lt;br /&gt;Hell, who needs them anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not growing up&lt;br /&gt;I'm just burning out&lt;br /&gt;And I stepped in line&lt;br /&gt;to walk amongst the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat many times]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6418616434929232710?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6418616434929232710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayburnout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6418616434929232710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6418616434929232710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayburnout.html' title='Green Day(Burnout)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8911635169921475683</id><published>2009-11-07T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:44:53.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Brat )</title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days&lt;br /&gt;They're getting over the hill&lt;br /&gt;Death is closing in and catching up&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell&lt;br /&gt;Got a plan of action and cold blood&lt;br /&gt;And it smells of defiance&lt;br /&gt;I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die&lt;br /&gt;And got my inheritance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I want more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm getting bored&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going nowhere fast&lt;br /&gt;I was once filled with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all figured out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good can last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crows feet and rot are setting in&lt;br /&gt;And time is running out&lt;br /&gt;My parent's income interest rate&lt;br /&gt;Is gaining higher clout&lt;br /&gt;I'm a snot nosed slob&lt;br /&gt;Without a job&lt;br /&gt;And I know I darn well should&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days&lt;br /&gt;But my future's looking good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I want more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm getting bored&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going nowhere fast&lt;br /&gt;I was once filled with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all figured out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good can last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I want more&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm getting bored&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going nowhere fast&lt;br /&gt;I was once filled with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all figured out&lt;br /&gt;Nothing good can last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8911635169921475683?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8911635169921475683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybrat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8911635169921475683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8911635169921475683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybrat.html' title='Green Day(Brat )'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8497901042493194214</id><published>2009-11-07T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:43:56.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Brain Stew lyrics)</title><content type='html'>I'm having trouble trying to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting sheep but running out&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks by&lt;br /&gt;And still I try&lt;br /&gt;No rest for crosstops in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed&lt;br /&gt;Dried up and bulging out my skull&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is dry&lt;br /&gt;My face is numb&lt;br /&gt;fucked up and spun out in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is set on overdrive&lt;br /&gt;The clock is laughing in my face&lt;br /&gt;A crooked spine&lt;br /&gt;My sense's dulled&lt;br /&gt;Passed the point of delerium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed&lt;br /&gt;Dried up and bulging out my skull&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is dry&lt;br /&gt;My face is numb&lt;br /&gt;fucked up and spun out in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own... here we go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8497901042493194214?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8497901042493194214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybrain-stew-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8497901042493194214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8497901042493194214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybrain-stew-lyrics.html' title='Green Day(Brain Stew lyrics)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2160469173884320590</id><published>2009-11-07T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:42:54.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Boulevard Of Broken Dreams)</title><content type='html'>I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the Boulevard of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish some one up there will find me&lt;br /&gt;Till then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aah-ah&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the line&lt;br /&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind&lt;br /&gt;On the border line of the edge&lt;br /&gt;And where I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;What's fucked up and everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;And I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;Till then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, aah-ah&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the Boulevard of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;Till then I walk alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2160469173884320590?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2160469173884320590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayboulevard-of-broken-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2160469173884320590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2160469173884320590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayboulevard-of-broken-dreams.html' title='Green Day(Boulevard Of Broken Dreams)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6033638206294999275</id><published>2009-11-07T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:42:01.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Day(Blood, Sex And Booze)</title><content type='html'>Waiting in a room&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up and bound and gagged&lt;br /&gt;To a chair&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair&lt;br /&gt;I won't dare move, for the pain&lt;br /&gt;She puts me through is what I need&lt;br /&gt;So make it bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in distress, oh mistress&lt;br /&gt;I confess so do it one more time&lt;br /&gt;These handcuffs are too tight&lt;br /&gt;You know I will obey, so please&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me beg&lt;br /&gt;For blood, sex and booze you give me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say I'm disturbed&lt;br /&gt;But it's what I deserve, another lesson&lt;br /&gt;To be learned...from a girl called kill&lt;br /&gt;My head is in the gutter&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sir, strike up another mandolin&lt;br /&gt;Of discipline&lt;br /&gt;Throw me to the dogs&lt;br /&gt;Let them eat my flesh down&lt;br /&gt;To the wood&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6033638206294999275?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6033638206294999275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayblood-sex-and-booze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6033638206294999275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6033638206294999275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayblood-sex-and-booze.html' title='Green Day(Blood, Sex And Booze)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6781339127177818754</id><published>2009-11-07T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:40:32.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Blitzkrieg Bop)</title><content type='html'>Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're fallin' in a straight line.&lt;br /&gt;You're going through a tight wind.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are losing their minds.&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're piling in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;We're generating steam heat.&lt;br /&gt;Pulsing to the backbeat.&lt;br /&gt;Blitzkrieg Bop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, lets go.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot'em in the back now.&lt;br /&gt;What they want, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;They're all reved up and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're forming in a straight line.&lt;br /&gt;They're going through a tight wind.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are losing their minds.&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're piling in the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;They're generating steam heat.&lt;br /&gt;Pulsating to the back beat.&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot'em in the back now.&lt;br /&gt;What they want, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;They're all reved up and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yaw!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ho! Lets Go!&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;i&gt;Originally by Ramones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6781339127177818754?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6781339127177818754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayblitzkrieg-bop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6781339127177818754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6781339127177818754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayblitzkrieg-bop.html' title='Green Day(Blitzkrieg Bop)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1776719238623957175</id><published>2009-11-07T10:37:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:39:05.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Best Thing In Town)</title><content type='html'>Come with me and let's go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;Follow me to the other side&lt;br /&gt;As I sit around and watch you pout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you're the&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running wild and always running free&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that I have never seen&lt;br /&gt;Eerie colors and all I see are sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that you're the&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing faces...&lt;br /&gt;Of mysterys of the earth&lt;br /&gt;I am not one ...&lt;br /&gt;To the aggersions of my birth&lt;br /&gt;Or go to stance...&lt;br /&gt;Of houllinations I can't find&lt;br /&gt;A missing peice...&lt;br /&gt;Of a thought thats in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me and let's go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;Follow me to the other side&lt;br /&gt;As I sit around and watch you pout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you're the&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running wild and always running free&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that I have never seen&lt;br /&gt;Eerie colors and all I see are sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that you're the&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;Best thing in town -- Best thing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of all this wild shoot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1776719238623957175?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1776719238623957175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybest-thing-in-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1776719238623957175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1776719238623957175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybest-thing-in-town.html' title='Green Day(Best Thing In Town)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7257835910699071355</id><published>2009-11-07T10:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:37:51.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Before The Lobotomy)</title><content type='html'>Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Of another place in time&lt;br /&gt;Where my family's from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;I can hear them singing.&lt;br /&gt;When the rain had washed away&lt;br /&gt;All these scattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's reminded&lt;br /&gt;Hearts are washed in misery&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in gasoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;There is no more laughter&lt;br /&gt;Songs of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Now live in the underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life before the lobotomy&lt;br /&gt;Christian sang the eulogy&lt;br /&gt;Sign my love a lost memory&lt;br /&gt;From the end of the century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's enough to make you sick&lt;br /&gt;To cast a stone and throw a brick&lt;br /&gt;When the sky is falling down&lt;br /&gt;It burned your dreams into the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian's lesson's what he's been sold&lt;br /&gt;We are normal and self-controlled&lt;br /&gt;Remember to learn to forget&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey shots and cheap cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not stoned&lt;br /&gt;I'm just fucked up&lt;br /&gt;I got so high I can't stand up&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cursed 'cause I've been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love 'cause I'm a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like refugees&lt;br /&gt;We're lost like refugees&lt;br /&gt;Like refugees&lt;br /&gt;We're lost like refugees&lt;br /&gt;The brutality of reality&lt;br /&gt;Is the freedom that keeps me from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I was only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Of another place in time&lt;br /&gt;Where my family's from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;I can hear them singing.&lt;br /&gt;When the rain had washed away&lt;br /&gt;All these scattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's reminded&lt;br /&gt;Hearts are washed in misery&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in gasoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;There is no more laughter&lt;br /&gt;Songs of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Now live in the underground&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7257835910699071355?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7257835910699071355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybefore-lobotomy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7257835910699071355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7257835910699071355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybefore-lobotomy.html' title='Green Day(Before The Lobotomy)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2788358189174341948</id><published>2009-11-07T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:35:43.934-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Basket Case)</title><content type='html'>Do you have the time to listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;About nothing and everything all at once?&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up, I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid? Am I just stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a shrink to analyze my dreams&lt;br /&gt;She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I went to a whore, he said my life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So quit my whining 'cause it's bringing her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up, I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid? Am I just stoned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasping to control&lt;br /&gt;So I better hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;br /&gt;It all keeps adding up, I think I'm cracking up&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid? Am I just stoned?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2788358189174341948?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2788358189174341948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybasket-case.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2788358189174341948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2788358189174341948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybasket-case.html' title='Green Day(Basket Case)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3067939854175179266</id><published>2009-11-07T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:34:07.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Bab's Uvula Who)</title><content type='html'>I've got a knack for fucking everything up&lt;br /&gt;My temper flies and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high&lt;br /&gt;I lose control and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Tension mounts and I fly off the wall&lt;br /&gt;I self destruct and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Petulance and irritation sets in&lt;br /&gt;I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Petulance and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose control and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Killed my composure and it will never come back&lt;br /&gt;Loss of control and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Blown out of proportion again&lt;br /&gt;My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous combustion panic attack&lt;br /&gt;I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Petulance and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose control and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a knack for fucking everything up&lt;br /&gt;My temper flies and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high&lt;br /&gt;I lose control and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Tension mounts and I fly off the wall&lt;br /&gt;I self destruct and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Petulance and irritation sets in&lt;br /&gt;I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;Petulance and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose control and I'm all wound up&lt;br /&gt;I lose myself and I'm all wound up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3067939854175179266?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3067939854175179266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybabs-uvula-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3067939854175179266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3067939854175179266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-daybabs-uvula-who.html' title='Green Day(Bab&apos;s Uvula Who)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-763095385791840586</id><published>2009-11-07T10:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:33:02.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(At The Library)</title><content type='html'>Hey there lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you see&lt;br /&gt;But you quickly turn your head away&lt;br /&gt;Try to find the words I could use&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the courage to come up to you&lt;br /&gt;My chance is looking a bit grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting across the room&lt;br /&gt;Are you leaving soon?&lt;br /&gt;I just need a little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that drives me mad&lt;br /&gt;Girls like you that I never had&lt;br /&gt;What is it about you that I adore?&lt;br /&gt;What makes me feel so much pain?&lt;br /&gt;That makes me go so insane&lt;br /&gt;What is it about you that I adore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting across the room&lt;br /&gt;Are you leaving soon?&lt;br /&gt;I just need a little time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to leave so soon?&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to walk away?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well it happened again&lt;br /&gt;She walked away with her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll meet again someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-763095385791840586?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/763095385791840586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayat-library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/763095385791840586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/763095385791840586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayat-library.html' title='Green Day(At The Library)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8385843790642134856</id><published>2009-11-07T10:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:31:55.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Armatage Shanks )</title><content type='html'>Stranded...lost inside myself&lt;br /&gt;My own worst friend&lt;br /&gt;My own closest enemy&lt;br /&gt;I'm Branded...maladjusted&lt;br /&gt;Never trusted anyone&lt;br /&gt;Let alone myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must insist&lt;br /&gt;On being a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elected the rejected&lt;br /&gt;I perfected the science of the idiot&lt;br /&gt;No meaning...no healing&lt;br /&gt;Self loathing freak and introverted deviot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must insist&lt;br /&gt;On being a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranded...lost inside myself&lt;br /&gt;My own worst friend&lt;br /&gt;My own closest enemy&lt;br /&gt;Elected the rejected&lt;br /&gt;I perfected the science of the idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must insist&lt;br /&gt;On being a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' pissed&lt;br /&gt;I'm a worthless pessimist&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loner in a claustrophobic mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8385843790642134856?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8385843790642134856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayarmatage-shanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8385843790642134856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8385843790642134856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayarmatage-shanks.html' title='Green Day(Armatage Shanks )'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5417240465396895406</id><published>2009-11-07T10:26:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:30:49.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Are We The Waiting)</title><content type='html'>Starry nights city lights coming down over me&lt;br /&gt;Skyscrapers and stargazers in my head&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown&lt;br /&gt;This dirty town was burning down in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Lost and found city bound in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And screaming&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting&lt;br /&gt;And screaming&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget me nots and second thoughts live in isolation&lt;br /&gt;Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown&lt;br /&gt;The rage and love, the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;The Jesus of suburbia is a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And screaming&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting&lt;br /&gt;And screaming&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting&lt;br /&gt;And screaming&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown&lt;br /&gt;Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5417240465396895406?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5417240465396895406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayare-we-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5417240465396895406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5417240465396895406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayare-we-waiting.html' title='Green Day(Are We The Waiting)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-9050830358435280929</id><published>2009-11-07T10:26:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:30:02.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(Android)</title><content type='html'>Hey old man in woman's shoes&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows I think he's crazy&lt;br /&gt;When he was young did he have dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of wearing woman's shoes and being crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age&lt;br /&gt;Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will I grow that old?&lt;br /&gt;Will I still be around?&lt;br /&gt;The way I carry on I'll end up&lt;br /&gt;Six feet underground&lt;br /&gt;And waste away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the old man was in school&lt;br /&gt;Did the golden rule make him go crazy&lt;br /&gt;Or did he hide away from hopes&lt;br /&gt;Behind a smile and smoking dope&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age&lt;br /&gt;Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or will I grow that old?&lt;br /&gt;Will I still be around?&lt;br /&gt;The way I carry on I'll end up&lt;br /&gt;Six feet underground&lt;br /&gt;And waste away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so frightening&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by like lightning&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you're struck down&lt;br /&gt;I always waste my time on my chemical emotions&lt;br /&gt;It keeps my head spinning around&lt;br /&gt;And waste away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so frightening&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by like lightning&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you're struck down&lt;br /&gt;I always waste my time on my chemical emotions&lt;br /&gt;It keeps my head spinning around&lt;br /&gt;And waste away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-9050830358435280929?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/9050830358435280929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayandroid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/9050830358435280929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/9050830358435280929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayandroid.html' title='Green Day(Android)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5735804983061408066</id><published>2009-11-07T10:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:29:03.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(American Idiot)</title><content type='html'>Don't wanna be an American idiot&lt;br /&gt;Don't want a nation under the new media&lt;br /&gt;And can you hear the sound of hysteria?&lt;br /&gt;The subliminal mind fuck America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation&lt;br /&gt;Where everything isn't meant to be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe I'm the faggot America&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a part of a redneck agenda&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody do the propaganda&lt;br /&gt;And sing along to the age of paranoia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation&lt;br /&gt;Where everything isn't meant to be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be an American idiot&lt;br /&gt;One nation controlled by the media&lt;br /&gt;Information age of hysteria&lt;br /&gt;It's going out to idiot America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to a new kind of tension&lt;br /&gt;All across the alien nation&lt;br /&gt;Where everything isn't meant to be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television dreams of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;We're not the ones who're meant to follow&lt;br /&gt;For that's enough to argue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5735804983061408066?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5735804983061408066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayamerican-idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5735804983061408066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5735804983061408066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayamerican-idiot.html' title='Green Day(American Idiot)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5853717019937023630</id><published>2009-11-07T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:27:26.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(American Eulogy)</title><content type='html'>Sing us the song of the century&lt;br /&gt;That sings like American eulogy&lt;br /&gt;The dawn of my love and conspiracy&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten hope and the class of 13&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a story into that good night&lt;br /&gt;Sing us a song for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red alert is the color of panic&lt;br /&gt;Elevated to the point of static&lt;br /&gt;Beating into the hearts of the fanatics&lt;br /&gt;And the neighborhood's a loaded gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idle thoughts lead to full-throttle screaming&lt;br /&gt;And the welfare's asphyxiating&lt;br /&gt;Mass confusion is all the new rage&lt;br /&gt;And it's creating a feeding ground&lt;br /&gt;For the bottom feeders of hysteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True sounds of maniacal laughter&lt;br /&gt;And the deaf-mute's misleading the choir&lt;br /&gt;The punch line is a natural disaster&lt;br /&gt;And it's sung by the unemployed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight fire with a riot&lt;br /&gt;The class war is hanging on a wire&lt;br /&gt;Because the martyr is a compulsive liar, when he said&lt;br /&gt;"It's just a bunch of niggers throwing gas into the hysteria"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a disturbance on the oceanside&lt;br /&gt;They tapped into the reserve&lt;br /&gt;The static response is so unclear now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayday, this is not a test!&lt;br /&gt;As the neighborhood burns&lt;br /&gt;America is falling&lt;br /&gt;Vigilantes warning you&lt;br /&gt;Calling Christian and Gloria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm the Class of 13 in the era of dissent&lt;br /&gt;A hostage of the soul on a strike to pay the rent&lt;br /&gt;The last of the rebels without a common ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna light a fire into the underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nation without bureaucratic ties&lt;br /&gt;Deny the allegation as it's written&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanna take a ride to the Great Divide&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the "up-to-date" and the neo-gentrified&lt;br /&gt;The high definition for the low resident&lt;br /&gt;Where the value of your mind is not held in contempt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the sound of a beating heart&lt;br /&gt;That bleeds beyond a system that is falling apart&lt;br /&gt;With money to burn on a minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't give a shit about the modern age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live in the modern world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;br /&gt;Mass hysteria&lt;br /&gt; (I don't wanna live in the modern world)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5853717019937023630?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5853717019937023630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayamerican-eulogy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5853717019937023630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5853717019937023630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayamerican-eulogy.html' title='Green Day(American Eulogy)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-4259117041525288448</id><published>2009-11-07T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:25:56.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(All The Time)</title><content type='html'>All the time, every time I need it.&lt;br /&gt;What's the time?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;Here's to me.&lt;br /&gt;Let's find another reason.&lt;br /&gt;Down the hatch and a bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Salud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time down a bum fuck road.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know where the hell it'll go.&lt;br /&gt;Heirlooms and huffing fumes, and I'm picking up the pace&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna smash straight into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;A "New Year's Resolution"&lt;br /&gt;How soon that we forget.&lt;br /&gt;Doing time.&lt;br /&gt;Loving every minute.&lt;br /&gt;Live it up on another let down.&lt;br /&gt;Salud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises, promises, it was all set in stone, cross my heart and hope to die.&lt;br /&gt;Sugar fix, dirty tricks and a trick question.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should have read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick.&lt;br /&gt;Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time, where did all the time go?&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you're having fun, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Time's up when you work like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Salud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-4259117041525288448?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/4259117041525288448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayall-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4259117041525288448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4259117041525288448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayall-time.html' title='Green Day(All The Time)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5398397688509906020</id><published>2009-11-07T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:24:42.972-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(All By Myself)</title><content type='html'>I was alone,I was all by myself&lt;br /&gt;No one was looking, I was thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did I mention I was all by myself&lt;br /&gt;All by myself...&lt;br /&gt;All by myself...&lt;br /&gt;All by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to your house,but no one was there&lt;br /&gt;I went in your room&lt;br /&gt;I was all by myself&lt;br /&gt;You and me had&lt;br /&gt;Such wonderful times&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all by myself,&lt;br /&gt;All by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[repeat several times]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5398397688509906020?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5398397688509906020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayall-by-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5398397688509906020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5398397688509906020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-dayall-by-myself.html' title='Green Day(All By Myself)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-4617901336155307899</id><published>2009-11-07T10:21:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:22:18.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(86)</title><content type='html'>What brings you around?&lt;br /&gt;Did you lose something the last time you were here?&lt;br /&gt;You'll never find it now&lt;br /&gt;It's buried deep with your identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand aside and let the next one pass&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the door kick you in the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exit out the back&lt;br /&gt;And never show your head around again&lt;br /&gt;Purchase your ticket&lt;br /&gt;And quickly take the last train out of town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand aside and let the next one pass&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the door kick you in the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;There's no return from 86&lt;br /&gt;Don't even try...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-4617901336155307899?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1938852941742012301</id><published>2009-11-07T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:21:31.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(80)</title><content type='html'>My mental stability reaches its bitter end&lt;br /&gt;And all my senses are coming unglued&lt;br /&gt;Is there any cure for this disease someone called love&lt;br /&gt;Not as long as there are girls like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does questions my mental health&lt;br /&gt;It makes me lose control&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me&lt;br /&gt;But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if I should be left alone&lt;br /&gt;And lock myself up in a padded room&lt;br /&gt;I'd sit and spew my guts out to the open air&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to hear a drunken fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does questions my mental health&lt;br /&gt;It makes me lose control&lt;br /&gt;I just can't trust myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me&lt;br /&gt;But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not mind if this goes on&lt;br /&gt;Cause now it seems I'm too far gone&lt;br /&gt;I must admit I enjoy myself&lt;br /&gt;80 please keep taking me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does questions my mental health&lt;br /&gt;It makes me lose control&lt;br /&gt;I just can't trust myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me&lt;br /&gt;But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated&lt;br /&gt;So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1938852941742012301?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1938852941742012301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day80.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1938852941742012301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1938852941742012301'/><link 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going to work&lt;br /&gt;And all of your time gets wasted&lt;br /&gt;In my daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking back now&lt;br /&gt;At where I have gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And why I could not seem to get along&lt;br /&gt;My interests are longing&lt;br /&gt;To break from these chains&lt;br /&gt;These chains that control&lt;br /&gt;My future's aim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in the state of a daydream&lt;br /&gt;With all of your words flying over my head&lt;br /&gt;Even more time gets wasted&lt;br /&gt;In a daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too damn lazy&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I was just brainwashed to think that way&lt;br /&gt;And all of your time gets wasted&lt;br /&gt;In my daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking back now&lt;br /&gt;At where I have gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And why I could not seem to get along&lt;br /&gt;My interests are longing&lt;br /&gt;To break from these chains&lt;br /&gt;These chains that control&lt;br /&gt;My future's aim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking-&lt;br /&gt;back now at-&lt;br /&gt;Where I have-&lt;br /&gt;have gone wrong...&lt;br /&gt;And why I -&lt;br /&gt;could not seem-&lt;br /&gt;Could not seem-&lt;br /&gt;to get along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking back now&lt;br /&gt;At where I have gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;And why I could not seem to get along&lt;br /&gt;My interests are longing&lt;br /&gt;To break from these chains&lt;br /&gt;These chains that control&lt;br /&gt;My future's aim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6643338094815137527?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6643338094815137527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day409-in-your-coffeemaker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6643338094815137527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6643338094815137527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day409-in-your-coffeemaker.html' title='Green Day(409 In Your Coffeemaker)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-988253215034874156</id><published>2009-11-07T10:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:19:42.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(21st Century Breakdown)</title><content type='html'>Born into Nixon I was raised in hell.&lt;br /&gt;A welfare child where the Teamsters dwelled.&lt;br /&gt;The last one born and the the first one to run.&lt;br /&gt;My town was blind from refinery sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My generation is zero&lt;br /&gt;I never made it&lt;br /&gt;As a working class hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st century breakdown&lt;br /&gt;I was once lost but never was found&lt;br /&gt;I think I am losing what's left of my mind&lt;br /&gt;To the 20th century deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made of posion and blood&lt;br /&gt;Condemnation is what I understood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videogames of the tower's fall&lt;br /&gt;Homeland security could kill us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My generation is zero&lt;br /&gt;I never made it&lt;br /&gt;As a working class hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st century breakdown&lt;br /&gt;I was once lost but never was found&lt;br /&gt;I think I am losing what's left of my mind&lt;br /&gt;To the 20th century deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the [cries of] the class of '13&lt;br /&gt;Born in the era of humility&lt;br /&gt;We are the desperate in the decline&lt;br /&gt;Raised by the bastards of 1969&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is No One&lt;br /&gt;The long lost son&lt;br /&gt;Born on the 4th of july&lt;br /&gt;Raised in the era of heroes and cons&lt;br /&gt;That left me for dead or alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nation&lt;br /&gt;A worker of pride&lt;br /&gt;My debt to status quo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scars on my hands&lt;br /&gt;And the means to an end&lt;br /&gt;Is all that I have to show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swallowed my pride&lt;br /&gt;And I chocked on my faith&lt;br /&gt;I've given my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;Ive broken my fingers&lt;br /&gt;And lied though my teeth&lt;br /&gt;The pillar of damage control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown the bouqut&lt;br /&gt;Of flowers left over the grave&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the waiting room&lt;br /&gt;Wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;ANd waiting for Judgement Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I praise liberty&lt;br /&gt;The "Freedom to Obey"&lt;br /&gt;Is the song that strangles me&lt;br /&gt;Don't cross the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream, America Dream&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sleep&lt;br /&gt;From the light's early dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream, America scream&lt;br /&gt;Belive what you see&lt;br /&gt;From heroes and cons?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-988253215034874156?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/988253215034874156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day21st-century-breakdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/988253215034874156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/988253215034874156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day21st-century-breakdown.html' title='Green Day(21st Century Breakdown)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8759147225558264004</id><published>2009-11-07T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:18:32.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(21 Guns)</title><content type='html'>Do you know what's worth fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;When it's not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;Does it take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the pain weigh out the pride?&lt;br /&gt;And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;Did you stand too close to the fire&lt;br /&gt;Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get another try&lt;br /&gt;Something inside this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your arms, give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8759147225558264004?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8759147225558264004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day21-guns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8759147225558264004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8759147225558264004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day21-guns.html' title='Green Day(21 Guns)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7007326935661851881</id><published>2009-11-07T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:17:20.732-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(2000 Light Years Away)</title><content type='html'>I sit alone in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the walls&lt;br /&gt;I've been up all damn night long&lt;br /&gt;My pulse is speeding&lt;br /&gt;My love is yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath and close my eyes and...&lt;br /&gt;Dream about her&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;br /&gt;She holds my malakite so tight so...&lt;br /&gt;Never let go&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;br /&gt;Years Away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit outside and watch the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Lookout as far as I can&lt;br /&gt;I can't see her, but in the distance&lt;br /&gt;I hear some laughter,&lt;br /&gt;We laugh together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath and close my eyes and...&lt;br /&gt;Dream about her&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;br /&gt;She holds my malakite so tight so...&lt;br /&gt;Never let go&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;br /&gt;Years Away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the walls&lt;br /&gt;I've been up all damn night long&lt;br /&gt;My pulse is speeding&lt;br /&gt;My love is yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath and close my eyes and...&lt;br /&gt;Dream about her&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;br /&gt;She holds my malakite so tight so...&lt;br /&gt;Never let go&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's 2000 light years away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7007326935661851881?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7007326935661851881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day2000-light-years-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7007326935661851881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7007326935661851881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day2000-light-years-away.html' title='Green Day(2000 Light Years Away)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-9039749234697300827</id><published>2009-11-07T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:15:23.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(16)</title><content type='html'>Every night I dream the same dream&lt;br /&gt;Of getting older all the time&lt;br /&gt;I ask you now, what does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;Are these problems just in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Things are easy when you're a child&lt;br /&gt;But now these pressures have dropped on my head&lt;br /&gt;The length I've gone are just long miles&lt;br /&gt;Would they be shorter if I were dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look in my past&lt;br /&gt;I always wish I was there&lt;br /&gt;I wish my youth would forever last&lt;br /&gt;Why are these times so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my friends and see what they've done&lt;br /&gt;Ask myself why they had to change&lt;br /&gt;I like them better when they were young&lt;br /&gt;Now all these times are rearranged&lt;br /&gt;I look down and stand there and cry&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever will be the same&lt;br /&gt;The sun is rising, now I ask why?&lt;br /&gt;The clouds now fall and here comes the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look in my past&lt;br /&gt;I always wish I was there&lt;br /&gt;I wish my youth would forever last&lt;br /&gt;Why are these times so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I dream the same dream&lt;br /&gt;Of getting older all the time&lt;br /&gt;I ask you now, what does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;Are these problems just in my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Things are easy when you're a child&lt;br /&gt;But now these pressures have dropped on my head&lt;br /&gt;The length I've gone are just long miles&lt;br /&gt;Would they be shorter if I were dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look in my past&lt;br /&gt;I always wish I was there&lt;br /&gt;I wish my youth would forever last&lt;br /&gt;Why are these times so unfair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-9039749234697300827?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/9039749234697300827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/9039749234697300827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/9039749234697300827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day16.html' title='Green Day(16)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2985597760659016088</id><published>2009-11-07T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:14:26.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>Green Day(1,000 Hours)</title><content type='html'>Starlit night&lt;br /&gt;The moon is shining bright&lt;br /&gt;You are the one I need&lt;br /&gt;Up at your window&lt;br /&gt;I see a shadow&lt;br /&gt;Silhouette of your grace&lt;br /&gt;Here's this flower&lt;br /&gt;I picked for all the hours&lt;br /&gt;That you've spent with me&lt;br /&gt;The one I love&lt;br /&gt;That I've been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Sailing across the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my hands flow through&lt;br /&gt;Your hair.  Moving closer&lt;br /&gt;A kiss we'll share&lt;br /&gt;Passionate love to be all night long&lt;br /&gt;We'll never break, as one too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's more&lt;br /&gt;Than what our love is for&lt;br /&gt;As I kiss your cheek&lt;br /&gt;Oh so softly&lt;br /&gt;Hands flowing down my back&lt;br /&gt;1,000 hours, I'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;Our romance&lt;br /&gt;Is a love trance&lt;br /&gt;And now we'll never part&lt;br /&gt;1,000 hours&lt;br /&gt;Of such a love shower&lt;br /&gt;We'll never stop, once we start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my hands flow through&lt;br /&gt;Your hair.  Moving closer&lt;br /&gt;A kiss we'll share&lt;br /&gt;Passionate love to be all night long&lt;br /&gt;We'll never break, as one too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my hands flow through&lt;br /&gt;Your hair.  Moving closer&lt;br /&gt;A kiss we'll share&lt;br /&gt;Passionate love to be all night long&lt;br /&gt;We'll never break, as one too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strrrooooonnnggg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2985597760659016088?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2985597760659016088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day1000-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2985597760659016088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2985597760659016088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/green-day1000-hours.html' title='Green Day(1,000 Hours)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6018398218949394155</id><published>2009-11-07T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:11:37.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(We Will Not Grow Old)</title><content type='html'>You and me will be lying side by side&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;Underneath this adolescent sky&lt;br /&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;And you will hold my heart inside your hand&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be the one to tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me swear that our hearts will never die&lt;br /&gt;No never, no never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one seems to believe that we can fly&lt;br /&gt;Forget them, forget them&lt;br /&gt;Oh..you told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how could we know that day, it came with age&lt;br /&gt;That oh, the feeling would fade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we've got a long, long way to go&lt;br /&gt;To get there&lt;br /&gt;We'll get there&lt;br /&gt;But oh, if there's one thing that we know&lt;br /&gt;It's that we will not grow old (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not grow old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;these lyrics are submitted by Heather&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6018398218949394155?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6018398218949394155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkawe-will-not-grow-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6018398218949394155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6018398218949394155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkawe-will-not-grow-old.html' title='Lenka(We Will Not Grow Old)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8550015880413154195</id><published>2009-11-07T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:10:38.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Skipalong)</title><content type='html'>So tired of feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;such a heavy weight on you.&lt;br /&gt;So shake it off and make your way&lt;br /&gt;to somewhere different x2.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no now you’re leaving me&lt;br /&gt;oh what will you do all alone&lt;br /&gt;in the big bad world?&lt;br /&gt;Im not worried, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re gonna skip along,&lt;br /&gt;Quite merrily, baby.&lt;br /&gt;you’re gonna revel in hating&lt;br /&gt;what’s goin' on&lt;br /&gt;And you’re like a sugar bomb&lt;br /&gt;and no harm will come,&lt;br /&gt;no harm will come if you&lt;br /&gt;just skip along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;Comes natural to us.&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling knowing all the while&lt;br /&gt;the world will fall apart x2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be lovely to be home, home&lt;br /&gt;safe and sound with no one round&lt;br /&gt;to bring us down&lt;br /&gt;but that's so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la ti da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No harm will come if we just skip along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8550015880413154195?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8550015880413154195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaskipalong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8550015880413154195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8550015880413154195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaskipalong.html' title='Lenka(Skipalong)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7672000288594036724</id><published>2009-11-07T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:09:27.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Live Like You're Dying)</title><content type='html'>One of these days you’ll be&lt;br /&gt;under the covers you’ll be&lt;br /&gt;under the table and you’ll realize&lt;br /&gt;all of your days are numbered;&lt;br /&gt;all of them one to one hundred.&lt;br /&gt;All of them millions.&lt;br /&gt;All of them trillions.&lt;br /&gt;So what are you gonna do with them all?&lt;br /&gt;You can not trade them in for mall.&lt;br /&gt;no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;Take every moment; you know that you own them.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all you can do, use what’s been given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason&lt;br /&gt;to fight the feeling&lt;br /&gt;that there’s nothing here for me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause none of its easy,&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn’t meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s all up to me x2.&lt;br /&gt;So what am I gonna do with my time?&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;Ill take every moment, I know that I own them.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all up to you to do whatever you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 3:&lt;br /&gt;Live like you’re dying and never stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all you can do, use what’s been given to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the moments you didn’t notice;&lt;br /&gt;gone in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;All of the feelings you couldn’t feel&lt;br /&gt;no matter how you try.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 3 x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7672000288594036724?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7672000288594036724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkalive-like-youre-dying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7672000288594036724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7672000288594036724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkalive-like-youre-dying.html' title='Lenka(Live Like You&apos;re Dying)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5829001236048824924</id><published>2009-11-07T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:08:09.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Don't Let Me Fall)</title><content type='html'>underneath the moon, underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;heres a little heart for you&lt;br /&gt;up above the world, up above it all&lt;br /&gt;heres a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i should break, if i should fall away&lt;br /&gt;what am i to do?&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to take, a little of the weight&lt;br /&gt;or ill fall through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;you're just the one that i've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you all that i have to give and more&lt;br /&gt;but don't let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a little time, walk a little line&lt;br /&gt;got the balance right&lt;br /&gt;give a little love, gimme just enough&lt;br /&gt;so that i can hang on tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will be alright, ill be by your side&lt;br /&gt;i wont let you down&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta know, no matter how things go&lt;br /&gt;that you will be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let me fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underneath the moon, underneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;here’s a little heart for you&lt;br /&gt;up above the world, up above it all&lt;br /&gt;here’s a hand to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be the one that I’ll love forever more&lt;br /&gt;ill be here holding you high above it all&lt;br /&gt;but don’t let me fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5829001236048824924?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5829001236048824924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkadont-let-me-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5829001236048824924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5829001236048824924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkadont-let-me-fall.html' title='Lenka(Don&apos;t Let Me Fall)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2777021555385614961</id><published>2009-11-07T10:05:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:06:45.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Dangerous And Sweet)</title><content type='html'>It's difficult to see from the surface.&lt;br /&gt;But everything goes in and it stings,&lt;br /&gt;like a spider.&lt;br /&gt;Hits you deep inside and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are just like me, oversensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Well I ordinarily breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Taking everything for much more than it means.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's dangerous, and it's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Cut us and we bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these words that we speak casually.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe im just weak, but it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you said x3&lt;br /&gt;Well it cuts, like a knife&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me deep inside and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should put on my armor the next time I see you&lt;br /&gt;So I won't be harmed. I know I can shoot my own arrows.&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry I hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I know that like me you can be oversensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba da Ba Ba Ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba&lt;br /&gt;Ba da Ba Ba Ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it’s dangerous and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it’s dangerous and it's sweet?&lt;br /&gt;Cut us and we bleed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2777021555385614961?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2777021555385614961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkadangerous-and-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2777021555385614961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2777021555385614961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkadangerous-and-sweet.html' title='Lenka(Dangerous And Sweet)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3880609364334976472</id><published>2009-11-07T10:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:05:37.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Bring Me Down)</title><content type='html'>I won't let this burden bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are again&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the end of what we made and who we are&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing when&lt;br /&gt;One of us will break apart and walk the other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Love, I don't know how to stay&lt;br /&gt;When you won't let me be the person that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, there's nothing to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave before I fall apart right back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, you gave nothing and I gave it all&lt;br /&gt;But I want something better and I won't let this burden bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we to do?&lt;br /&gt;What are we to say to one another now we're through?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being you&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being all the things I had to say goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over being lied to&lt;br /&gt;I'm over being pushed into the&lt;br /&gt;Person that you want me to become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, there's nothing to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave before I fall apart right back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, you gave nothing and I gave it all&lt;br /&gt;But I want something better and I won't let this burden bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;We let it be so long&lt;br /&gt;But now there's no point turning back, let's face the facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, there's nothing to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;So I'll leave before I fall apart right back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;The writing's on the wall, you gave nothing and I gave it all&lt;br /&gt;But I want something better and I won't let this burden bring me down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this burden bring me, I won't let this burden bring me down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3880609364334976472?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3880609364334976472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkabring-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3880609364334976472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3880609364334976472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkabring-me-down.html' title='Lenka(Bring Me Down)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2855968344040111634</id><published>2009-11-07T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:04:33.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Anything I'm Not)</title><content type='html'>I will never be, I will never be tall, no&lt;br /&gt;And I will never be, never ever be sure of it all&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why is the world so cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;When all, all I ever want to be is anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never be, I will never be you, no&lt;br /&gt;I will always be, I will always be me, that I know&lt;br /&gt;But oh, even though I'm happy being me&lt;br /&gt;I want to get away from all this harsh reality, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gimme a break, a little escape&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired of being me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be free, I wanna be new and different&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Anything I'm not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2855968344040111634?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2855968344040111634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaanything-im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2855968344040111634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2855968344040111634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaanything-im-not.html' title='Lenka(Anything I&apos;m Not)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3150815137897615799</id><published>2009-11-07T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:03:18.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Like A Song)</title><content type='html'>I can't forget you when you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;You're like a song&lt;br /&gt;That goes around in my head.&lt;br /&gt;And how I regret&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Time, make it go faster,&lt;br /&gt;Or just rewind&lt;br /&gt;To back when im wrapped in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahoooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum da di da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum da da di dum&lt;br /&gt;Da di dum dum&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum&lt;br /&gt;Da da da dum la da da di da dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All afternoon long&lt;br /&gt;It's with me&lt;br /&gt;The same song&lt;br /&gt;You left a light on&lt;br /&gt;Inside me&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can Remember&lt;br /&gt;The way that it felt&lt;br /&gt;To be holding on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da dum da da di dum&lt;br /&gt;Ooh dum di dum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;Make it go faster&lt;br /&gt;Or just decide&lt;br /&gt;To come back to my happy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahooh oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3150815137897615799?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3150815137897615799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkalike-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3150815137897615799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3150815137897615799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkalike-song.html' title='Lenka(Like A Song)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1466035316628548048</id><published>2009-11-07T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:02:11.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Knock Knock )</title><content type='html'>A second, a minute, an hour, a day goes by&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopin' just to be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I'm turnin' the handle, it won't open&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me wait 'cause right now I need your smile&lt;br /&gt;Knock, knock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life had locked me out I turned to you&lt;br /&gt;So open the door&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're all I need right now, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;Little louder  knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm bath, a good laugh, an old song that you know by heart&lt;br /&gt;I've tried it but they all leave me cold&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm here waitin' to see you&lt;br /&gt;My remedy for all that's been hurtin' me&lt;br /&gt;Knock, knock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life had locked me out I turned to you&lt;br /&gt;So open the door&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're all I need right now, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to know the way&lt;br /&gt;To turn my frown upside down&lt;br /&gt;You always know what to say&lt;br /&gt;To make me feel like everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;Little louder  knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;Little louder  knockin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;Little louder  knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Little louder, little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life had locked me out I turned to you&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door&lt;br /&gt;And you're all I need right now, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life had knocked me down I turned to you&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door&lt;br /&gt;And you're all I need right now, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life had locked me out I turned to you&lt;br /&gt;And you open the door&lt;br /&gt;And you're all I need right now, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' works like you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1466035316628548048?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1466035316628548048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaknock-knock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1466035316628548048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1466035316628548048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkaknock-knock.html' title='Lenka(Knock Knock )'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8095015274951070819</id><published>2009-11-07T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:00:14.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(Trouble Is A Friend)</title><content type='html'>Trouble he will find you no matter where you go, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;No matter if you're fast, no matter if you're slow, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;The eye of the storm or the cry in the mourn, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;You're fine for a while but you start to lose control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart&lt;br /&gt;He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend but trouble is a foe, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what I feed him he always seems to grow, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;He sees what I see and he knows what I know, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;So don't forget as you ease on down the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart&lt;br /&gt;He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be alarmed if he takes you by the arm&lt;br /&gt;I won't let him win, but I'm a sucker for his charm&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I hate the way he makes me feel&lt;br /&gt;And how I try to make him leave, I try&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, I try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's there in the dark, he's there in my heart&lt;br /&gt;He waits in the wings, he's gotta play a part&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be alarmed if he takes you by the arm&lt;br /&gt;I won't let him win, but I'm a sucker for his charm&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is a friend, yeah trouble is a friend of mine, oh oh!&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, oh ooo, ooo ahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8095015274951070819?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8095015274951070819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkatrouble-is-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8095015274951070819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8095015274951070819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkatrouble-is-friend.html' title='Lenka(Trouble Is A Friend)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-155223902734546053</id><published>2009-11-07T09:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:58:02.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lenka'/><title type='text'>Lenka(The Show)</title><content type='html'>I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down make it stop&lt;br /&gt;or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;‘cuz it’s too much, yeah it’s a lot&lt;br /&gt;to be something I’m not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a fool out of love&lt;br /&gt;‘Coz I just can’t get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot in the sky&lt;br /&gt;just like a giant spotlight&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the sign&lt;br /&gt;And synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It’s a joke nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;They’ve got a ticket to that show …yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;and I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but I don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;it’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it alone I’ve tried&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I’m so scared but I don’t show it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It’s bringing me down I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum de dum dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum de dum dudum de dum&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy The Show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-155223902734546053?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/155223902734546053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkathe-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/155223902734546053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/155223902734546053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/lenkathe-show.html' title='Lenka(The Show)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6912932019819182640</id><published>2009-11-07T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:55:44.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Unchained Melody)</title><content type='html'>Oh, oh my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling&lt;br /&gt;I've hungered for your touch&lt;br /&gt;A long and lonely time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;And time can do so much&lt;br /&gt;Are you still mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;God speed your love to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely rivers flow&lt;br /&gt;To the sea, to the sea&lt;br /&gt;To the open arms of the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely rivers sigh&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me, wait for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming home&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh my love&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling&lt;br /&gt;I've hungered for your touch&lt;br /&gt;A long and lonely time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time goes by so slowly&lt;br /&gt;And time can do so much&lt;br /&gt;Are you still mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;I need your love&lt;br /&gt;God speed your love to me (it to me)&lt;br /&gt;God speed your love to me&lt;br /&gt;(I need your love)&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat until end]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;ad_text = 'Unchained Melody';&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www2.ringtonematcher.com/jsstatic/lyrics007.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6912932019819182640?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6912932019819182640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2unchained-melody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6912932019819182640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6912932019819182640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2unchained-melody.html' title='U2(Unchained Melody)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7739971091109313999</id><published>2009-11-07T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:54:31.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Sunday Bloody Sunday)</title><content type='html'>Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the news today&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And make it go away&lt;br /&gt;How long...&lt;br /&gt;How long must we sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;How long? How long...&lt;br /&gt;'cause tonight...we can be as one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken bottles under children's feet&lt;br /&gt;Bodies strewn across the dead end street&lt;br /&gt;But I won't heed the battle call&lt;br /&gt;It puts my back up&lt;br /&gt;Puts my back up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the battle's just begun&lt;br /&gt;There's many lost, but tell me who has won&lt;br /&gt;The trench is dug within our hearts&lt;br /&gt;And mothers, children, brothers, sisters&lt;br /&gt;Torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long...&lt;br /&gt;How long must we sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;How long? How long...&lt;br /&gt;'cause tonight...we can be as one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight...tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Wipe your tears away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wipe your tears away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wipe your tears away&lt;br /&gt;(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes&lt;br /&gt;(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true we are immune&lt;br /&gt;When fact is fiction and TV reality&lt;br /&gt;And today the millions cry&lt;br /&gt;We eat and drink while tomorrow they die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real battle just begun&lt;br /&gt;To claim the victory Jesus won&lt;br /&gt;On...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Bloody Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Bloody Sunday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7739971091109313999?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7739971091109313999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2sunday-bloody-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7739971091109313999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7739971091109313999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='U2(Sunday Bloody Sunday)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8491162473501460114</id><published>2009-11-07T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:53:34.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2 ( With Or Without U )</title><content type='html'>See the stone set in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;See the thorn twist in your side&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleight of hand and twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;On a bed of nails she makes me wait&lt;br /&gt;And I wait without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the storm we reach the shore&lt;br /&gt;You give it all but I want more&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied&lt;br /&gt;My body bruised, she's got me with&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to win and&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8491162473501460114?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8491162473501460114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2-with-or-without-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8491162473501460114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8491162473501460114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2-with-or-without-u.html' title='U2 ( With Or Without U )'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-8968308636800254874</id><published>2009-11-07T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:52:23.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Stuck In A Moment)</title><content type='html'>I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of anything in this world&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can throw at me&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't already heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just trying to find&lt;br /&gt;A decent melody&lt;br /&gt;A song that I can sing&lt;br /&gt;In my own company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you were a fool&lt;br /&gt;But darling look at you&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stand up straight&lt;br /&gt;Carry your own weight&lt;br /&gt;These tears are going nowhere baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And now you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that later will be better&lt;br /&gt;Now you're stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not forsake&lt;br /&gt;The colors that you bring&lt;br /&gt;The nights you filled with fireworks&lt;br /&gt;They left you with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still enchanted&lt;br /&gt;By the light you brought to me&lt;br /&gt;I listen through your ears&lt;br /&gt;Through your eyes I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are such a fool&lt;br /&gt;To worry like you do&lt;br /&gt;I know it's tough&lt;br /&gt;And you can never get enough&lt;br /&gt;Of what you don't really need now&lt;br /&gt;My, oh my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh love, look at you now&lt;br /&gt;You've got yourself stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unconscious, half asleep&lt;br /&gt;The water is warm 'til you discover how deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall&lt;br /&gt;It's a long way down to nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;You've got stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that later will be better&lt;br /&gt;Now you're stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;And you can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the night runs over&lt;br /&gt;And if the day won't last&lt;br /&gt;And if our way should falter&lt;br /&gt;Along the stony pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the night runs over&lt;br /&gt;And if the day won't last&lt;br /&gt;And if your way should falter&lt;br /&gt;Along this stony pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a moment&lt;br /&gt;This time will pass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-8968308636800254874?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/8968308636800254874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2stuck-in-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8968308636800254874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/8968308636800254874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2stuck-in-moment.html' title='U2(Stuck In A Moment)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6226437020935323880</id><published>2009-11-07T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:51:05.851-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(City Of Blinding Lights)</title><content type='html'>The more you see the less you know&lt;br /&gt; The less you find out as you go&lt;br /&gt; I knew much more then than I do now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Neon heart, day-glow eyes&lt;br /&gt; The city lit by fireflies&lt;br /&gt; They're advertising in the skies&lt;br /&gt; And people like us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I miss you when you're not around&lt;br /&gt; I'm getting ready to leave the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt; In the city of blinding lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't look before you laugh&lt;br /&gt; Look ugly in a photograph&lt;br /&gt; Flash bulbs, purple irises the camera can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've seen you walk unafraid&lt;br /&gt; I've seen you in the clothes you've made&lt;br /&gt; Can you see the beauty inside of me?&lt;br /&gt; What happened to the beauty I had inside of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And I miss you when you're not around&lt;br /&gt; I'm getting ready to leave the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt; In the city of blinding lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Time...time...time...time...time won't leave me as I am&lt;br /&gt; But time won't take the boy out of this man&lt;br /&gt; Oh you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt; Oh you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh you look so beautiful tonight&lt;br /&gt; In the city of blinding lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The more you know the less you feel&lt;br /&gt; Some pray for, others steal&lt;br /&gt; Blessings not just for the ones who kneel&lt;br /&gt; Luckily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6226437020935323880?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6226437020935323880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2city-of-blinding-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6226437020935323880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6226437020935323880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2city-of-blinding-lights.html' title='U2(City Of Blinding Lights)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2641065341278731874</id><published>2009-11-07T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:49:37.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(All I Wants Is U)</title><content type='html'>You say you want &lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Your story to remain untold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the promises we make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll give me &lt;br /&gt;A highway with no one on it&lt;br /&gt;Treasure just to look upon it&lt;br /&gt;All the riches in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll give me&lt;br /&gt;Eyes in a moon of blindness&lt;br /&gt;A river in a time of dryness&lt;br /&gt;A harbour in the tempest&lt;br /&gt;But all the promises we make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Your love to work out right&lt;br /&gt;To last with me through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you want&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds on a ring of gold&lt;br /&gt;Your story to remain untold&lt;br /&gt;Your love not to grow cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the promises we break&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;When all I want is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...all I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You...all I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You...all I want is...&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2641065341278731874?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2641065341278731874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2all-i-wants-is-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2641065341278731874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2641065341278731874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2all-i-wants-is-u.html' title='U2(All I Wants Is U)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5365543956388484856</id><published>2009-11-07T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:48:10.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Vertigo)</title><content type='html'>Uno, dos, tres, catorce&lt;br /&gt;(Turn it up loud, captain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights go down&lt;br /&gt;It's dark, the jungle is&lt;br /&gt;Your head can't rule your heart&lt;br /&gt;A feeling is so much stronger&lt;br /&gt;than a thought&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are wide&lt;br /&gt;And though your soul&lt;br /&gt;It can't be bought&lt;br /&gt;Your mind can wander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello (¡Hola!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a place called Vertigo (¿Dónde está?)&lt;br /&gt;It's everything I wish I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;Except you give me something&lt;br /&gt;I can feel, feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is full of holes&lt;br /&gt;These bullets rip the sky&lt;br /&gt;Of ink with gold&lt;br /&gt;They twinkle as the boys&lt;br /&gt;Play rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;They know that they can't dance&lt;br /&gt;At least they know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the beats&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for the cheque&lt;br /&gt;The girl with crimson nails&lt;br /&gt;Has Jesus around her neck&lt;br /&gt;Swinging to the music&lt;br /&gt;Swinging to the music&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello (¡Hola!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a place called Vertigo (¿Dónde está?)&lt;br /&gt;It's everything I wish I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;But you give me something&lt;br /&gt;I can feel, feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check mated&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;hours of fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this, all of this can be yours&lt;br /&gt;All of this, all of this can be yours&lt;br /&gt;All of this, all of this can be yours&lt;br /&gt;Just give me what I want&lt;br /&gt;And no one gets hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, hello (¡Hola!)&lt;br /&gt;We're at a place called Vertigo (¿Dónde está?)&lt;br /&gt;Lights go down, and all I know&lt;br /&gt;Is that you give me something&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your love teaching me how&lt;br /&gt;Your love is teaching me how&lt;br /&gt;How to kneel, kneel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5365543956388484856?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5365543956388484856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2vertigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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throws me like a rubber ball&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;She won't catch me or break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Baby's got blue skies up ahead&lt;br /&gt;But in this I'm a rain cloud&lt;br /&gt;You know she likes a dry kind of love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey, I'm losing you yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ain't love the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to run but she made me crawl&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Eternal fire, she turned me to straw&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;You know I got black eyes&lt;br /&gt;But they burn so brightly for her&lt;br /&gt;Mine is a blind kind of love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, I'm losing you yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ain't love the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Blue-eyed boy and this brown-eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;You can sew it up but you still see the tear&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Baby's got blue skies up ahead&lt;br /&gt;And in this I'm a rain cloud&lt;br /&gt;You know we got a stormy kind of love&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2517832636086017644?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2517832636086017644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2sweetest-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2517832636086017644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2517832636086017644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2sweetest-thing.html' title='U2(Sweetest Thing)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6003067136922722826</id><published>2009-11-07T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:45:53.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Beautiful Day)</title><content type='html'>The heart is a bloom&lt;br /&gt;Shoots up through the stony ground&lt;br /&gt;There's no room&lt;br /&gt;No space to rent in this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out of luck&lt;br /&gt;And the reason that you had to care&lt;br /&gt;The traffic is stuck&lt;br /&gt;And you're not moving anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought you'd found a friend&lt;br /&gt;To take you out of this place&lt;br /&gt;Someone you could lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;In return for grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Sky falls, you feel like&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're on the road&lt;br /&gt;But you've got no destination&lt;br /&gt;You're in the mud&lt;br /&gt;In the maze of her imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love this town&lt;br /&gt;Even if that doesn't ring true&lt;br /&gt;You've been all over&lt;br /&gt;And it's been all over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that other place&lt;br /&gt;Teach me&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not a hopeless case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the world in green and blue&lt;br /&gt;See China right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;See the canyons broken by cloud&lt;br /&gt;See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out&lt;br /&gt;See the Bedouin fires at night&lt;br /&gt;See the oil fields at first light&lt;br /&gt;And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth&lt;br /&gt;After the flood all the colors came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it get away&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me&lt;br /&gt;Take me to that other place&lt;br /&gt;Reach me&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not a hopeless case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you don't have you don't need it now&lt;br /&gt;What you don't know you can feel it somehow&lt;br /&gt;What you don't have you don't need it now&lt;br /&gt;Don't need it now&lt;br /&gt;Was a beautiful day&lt;div 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Day)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3191623046797790980</id><published>2009-11-07T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:44:55.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(One)</title><content type='html'>Is it getting better?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;Will it make it easier on you now?&lt;br /&gt;You got someone to blame&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;When it's one need&lt;br /&gt;In the night&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;We get to share it&lt;br /&gt;Leaves you baby if you&lt;br /&gt;Don't care for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I disappoint you?&lt;br /&gt;Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;You act like you never had love&lt;br /&gt;And you want me to go without&lt;br /&gt;Well it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;br /&gt;We're one, but we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here for forgiveness?&lt;br /&gt;Have you come to raise the dead?&lt;br /&gt;Have you come here to play Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;To the lepers in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ask too much?&lt;br /&gt;More than a lot.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Now it's all I got&lt;br /&gt;We're one&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Well we&lt;br /&gt;Hurt each other&lt;br /&gt;Then we do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love a higher law&lt;br /&gt;Love is a temple&lt;br /&gt;Love the higher law&lt;br /&gt;You ask me to enter&lt;br /&gt;But then you make me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be holding on&lt;br /&gt;To what you got&lt;br /&gt;When all you got is hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love&lt;br /&gt;One blood&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;You got to do what you should&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;With each other&lt;br /&gt;Sisters&lt;br /&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;One life&lt;br /&gt;But we're not the same&lt;br /&gt;We get to&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;Carry each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3191623046797790980?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3191623046797790980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3191623046797790980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3191623046797790980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2one.html' title='U2(One)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7973958101181436275</id><published>2009-11-07T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:43:52.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>U2(Hold Me,Thrill Me,Kiss Me,Kill Me)</title><content type='html'>You don't know how you took it &lt;br /&gt;You just know what you got &lt;br /&gt;Oh Lordy you've been stealing &lt;br /&gt;From the theives and you got caught &lt;br /&gt;In the headlights &lt;br /&gt;Of a stretch car &lt;br /&gt;You're a star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing like your sister &lt;br /&gt;Living like a tart &lt;br /&gt;They don't know what you're doing &lt;br /&gt;Babe, it must be art &lt;br /&gt;You're a headache &lt;br /&gt;In a suitcase &lt;br /&gt;You're a star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, don't be shy &lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go blind &lt;br /&gt;Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how you got here &lt;br /&gt;You just know you want out &lt;br /&gt;Believing in yourself &lt;br /&gt;Almost as much as you doubt &lt;br /&gt;You're a big smash &lt;br /&gt;You wear it like a rash &lt;br /&gt;Star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, don't be shy &lt;br /&gt;There's a crowd to cry &lt;br /&gt;Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want you to be Jesus &lt;br /&gt;They'll go down on one knee &lt;br /&gt;But they'll want their money back &lt;br /&gt;If you're alive at thirty-three &lt;br /&gt;And you're turning tricks &lt;br /&gt;With your crucifix &lt;br /&gt;You're a star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh child) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you're not shy &lt;br /&gt;You don't have to deny love &lt;br /&gt;Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7973958101181436275?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7973958101181436275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2hold-methrill-mekiss-mekill-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7973958101181436275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7973958101181436275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/u2hold-methrill-mekiss-mekill-me.html' title='U2(Hold Me,Thrill Me,Kiss Me,Kill Me)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-768601619676503731</id><published>2009-11-07T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:41:40.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Hold On To The Night)</title><content type='html'>Just when I believed I couldn't ever want for more&lt;br /&gt;This ever changing world pushes me through another door&lt;br /&gt;I saw you smile&lt;br /&gt;And my mind could not erase the beauty of you face&lt;br /&gt;Just for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Won't you let me shelter you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the nights&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the memories&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could give you something more&lt;br /&gt;That I could be yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we explain something that took us by surprise&lt;br /&gt;Promises in vain, love that is real but in disguise&lt;br /&gt;What happens now&lt;br /&gt;Do we break another rule&lt;br /&gt;Let our lovers play the fool&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;To stop feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that I've been true to everybody else but me&lt;br /&gt;And the way I feel about you makes my heart long to be free&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look into your eyes, I'm helplessly aware&lt;br /&gt;That the someone I've been searching for is right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to the nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-768601619676503731?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/768601619676503731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-205468597042154278</id><published>2009-11-07T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:36:48.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Hazzrd)</title><content type='html'>My mother came to Hazard when I was just seven&lt;br /&gt;Even then the folks in town said with prejudiced eyes&lt;br /&gt;That boy's not right ...&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago when I came to know Mary&lt;br /&gt;First time that someone looked beyond the rumours and the lies&lt;br /&gt;And saw the man inside ...&lt;br /&gt;We used to walk down by the river&lt;br /&gt;She loved to watch the sun go down&lt;br /&gt;We used to walk along the river&lt;br /&gt;And dream our way out of this town ...&lt;br /&gt;No one understood what I felt for Mary&lt;br /&gt;No one cared until the night she went out walking alone&lt;br /&gt;And never came home ...&lt;br /&gt;Man with a badge came knocking next morning&lt;br /&gt;Here was I surrounded by a thousand fingers suddenly&lt;br /&gt;Pointed right at me ...&lt;br /&gt;I swear I left her by the river&lt;br /&gt;I swear I left her safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;I need to make it to the river&lt;br /&gt;And leave this old Nebraska town&lt;br /&gt;I think about my life gone by&lt;br /&gt;And how it's done me wrong&lt;br /&gt;There's no escape for me this time&lt;br /&gt;All of my rescues are gone, long gone&lt;br /&gt;I swear I left her by the river&lt;br /&gt;I swear I left her safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;I need to make it to the river&lt;br /&gt;And leave this old Nebraska town ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-205468597042154278?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7972022649869088603</id><published>2009-11-07T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:35:57.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Now &amp; forver)</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm weary from the battles that rage&lt;br /&gt;in my head&lt;br /&gt;You make sense of madness when my sanity&lt;br /&gt;hangs by a thread&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way but still you seam to understand&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;I will be your man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just hold you&lt;br /&gt;Too caught up in me to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding a fortune that heaven has given&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to show you each and every way I can&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;I will be you man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can rest my worries and always be sure&lt;br /&gt;That I won't be alone anymore&lt;br /&gt;If I'd only known you were there all the @me&lt;br /&gt;All this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the day the ocean doesn't touch the&lt;br /&gt;sand&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;I will be your man&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;I will be your man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7972022649869088603?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7972022649869088603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-now-forver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>I was never alive&lt;br /&gt;'Til the day I was blessed with you.&lt;br /&gt;When I hold you late at night,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I was put here to do.&lt;br /&gt;I turn off the world and listen to you sigh,&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing my Angel's Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know I'm forever near,&lt;br /&gt;The one you can always call.&lt;br /&gt;Right now all you know to fear&lt;br /&gt;Are the shadows on your wall.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here close enough&lt;br /&gt;To kiss the tears you cry,&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing my Angel's Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how to stop the years from racing.&lt;br /&gt;Is there a secret someone knows?&lt;br /&gt;I'll never catch all the memories I'm chasing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be ready to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world seems cold,&lt;br /&gt;And you feel that all of your strength is gone,&lt;br /&gt;There may be one tiny voice,&lt;br /&gt;Your reason to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm not close enough&lt;br /&gt;To kiss the tears you cry,&lt;br /&gt;You will sing your Angel's Lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our Angel's Lullaby.                                    r&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2782720914423762738?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2782720914423762738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-angels-lullaby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2782720914423762738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2782720914423762738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-angels-lullaby.html' title='Richard Max (Angels Lullaby)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7617129109151665795</id><published>2009-11-07T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:31:09.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Until I Find You Again)</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been trying&lt;br /&gt;To fill up my days since you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;The speed of love is blinding,&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know how to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;My mind won't clear.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of tears.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's got no room left inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end?&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend?&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the arms of hope surround me?&lt;br /&gt;Will time be a fairweather friend?&lt;br /&gt;Should I call out to angels,&lt;br /&gt;Or just drink myself sober again?&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I still burn for you.&lt;br /&gt;Your memory just won't let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end?&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend?&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;Until I find you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd hold you tighter,&lt;br /&gt;Closer than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;No flame would burn brighter,&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch you once more,&lt;br /&gt;Hold you once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many dreams will end?&lt;br /&gt;How long can I pretend?&lt;br /&gt;How many times will love pass me by, until I find you again?&lt;br /&gt;'till I find you again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7617129109151665795?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7617129109151665795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-until-i-find-you-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7617129109151665795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7617129109151665795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-until-i-find-you-again.html' title='Richard Max (Until I Find You Again)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6205186498204474342</id><published>2009-11-07T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:31:54.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Endless Summer Night)</title><content type='html'>Summer came and left without a warning&lt;br /&gt;All at once I looked and you were gone&lt;br /&gt;And now you're looking back at me&lt;br /&gt;Searching for a way that we can be&lt;br /&gt;Like we were before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to what I knew before you&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the city doesn't look the same&lt;br /&gt;I'd give my life for one more night&lt;br /&gt;Of having you here to hold me tight;&lt;br /&gt;oh please&lt;br /&gt;Take me there again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I remember how you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Time was all we had until the day we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I remember every moment&lt;br /&gt;of those endless summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall the walks along the beaches&lt;br /&gt;And the way your hair would glisten in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Rising in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Making love to you under the moon;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-uh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember all the nights we spent in silence&lt;br /&gt;Every single breath you took was mine&lt;br /&gt;We can have it all again&lt;br /&gt;Say that you'll be with me when the sun brings your heart to mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I remember how you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Time was all we had until the day we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And I remember every moment&lt;br /&gt;of those endless summer nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;So please don't run away&lt;br /&gt;From what we have together&lt;br /&gt;It's only you an me tonight&lt;br /&gt;So let's stay lost in flight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, won't you please surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I remember how you loved me&lt;br /&gt;Time was all we had until the day we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And I remember every moment&lt;br /&gt;of those endless summer nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6205186498204474342?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6205186498204474342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-endless-summer-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6205186498204474342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6205186498204474342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/11/richard-max-endless-summer-night.html' title='Richard Max (Endless Summer Night)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1745827261932833630</id><published>2009-11-07T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:34:49.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richard Max'/><title type='text'>Richard Max (Right Here wating)</title><content type='html'>Oceans apart day after day&lt;br /&gt;And I slowly go insane&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice on the line&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see you next to never&lt;br /&gt;How can we say forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took for granted, all the times&lt;br /&gt;That I though would last somehow&lt;br /&gt;I hear the laughter, I taste the tears&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get near you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't you see it baby&lt;br /&gt;You've got me goin' CrAzY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how we can survive&lt;br /&gt;This romance&lt;br /&gt;But in the end if I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't you see it baby&lt;br /&gt;You've got me goin' cRaZy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you go&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Or how my heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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wating)'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3278525770448817221</id><published>2009-09-17T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:30:25.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ne-Yo'/><title type='text'>Mad</title><content type='html'>She's starin' at me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin' wonderin' what she's thinkin'&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's talkin' 'cause talkin' just turns into screamin'&lt;br /&gt;And now it's I'm yellin' over her, she yellin' over me&lt;br /&gt;All that that means is neither of us is listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's even worse?&lt;br /&gt;That we don't even remember why we're fighting&lt;br /&gt;So both of us are mad for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, fighting for&lt;br /&gt;Nothin', crying for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, whoa&lt;br /&gt;But we won't let it go for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, no not for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, this should be&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to a love like what we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know sometimes it gonna rain&lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it gets me upset&lt;br /&gt;Girl when you're constantly accusing&lt;br /&gt;Askin' questions like you already know&lt;br /&gt;We're fighting this war&lt;br /&gt;Baby when both of us are losing&lt;br /&gt;This ain't the way that love is supposed to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, what happened to workin' it out?&lt;br /&gt;We've fall into this place&lt;br /&gt;Where you ain't backin' down and I ain't backin' down&lt;br /&gt;So what the hell do we do now?&lt;br /&gt;It's all for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, fighting for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, crying for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, whoa&lt;br /&gt;But we won't let it go for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, no not for&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, this should be&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to a love like what we got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I know sometimes it's gonna rain&lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby this love ain't gonna be perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect, perfect, oh oh&lt;br /&gt;And just how good it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;We can fuss and we can fight&lt;br /&gt;Long as everything's all right between us&lt;br /&gt;Before we go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we're gonna be happy, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know sometimes it's gonna rain&lt;br /&gt;But baby, can we make up now?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep through the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't wanna go to bed mad at you&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want you to go to bed mad at me&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3278525770448817221?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-4963432621320806213</id><published>2009-09-17T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:27:41.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rihanna'/><title type='text'>Umbrella</title><content type='html'>You had my heart &lt;br /&gt;We'll never be worlds Apart &lt;br /&gt;They be in magazines &lt;br /&gt;You'll still be my star &lt;br /&gt;Baby cause in the dark &lt;br /&gt;you can't see shiny cars &lt;br /&gt;That's when you need me there &lt;br /&gt;With you i'll always Share &lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;When the sun Shine &lt;br /&gt;We shine Together &lt;br /&gt;Told you i'll be here Forever &lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend &lt;br /&gt;So come on out and stick it till the end &lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more then ever &lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have eachother &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything &lt;br /&gt;Will never come in between &lt;br /&gt;Your apart of my Entity &lt;br /&gt;Here for infinity &lt;br /&gt;When the war has delt it's part &lt;br /&gt;when the world has delt it's card &lt;br /&gt;If the hand is hard &lt;br /&gt;Together we'll messure up &lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;When the sun Shine &lt;br /&gt;We shine Together &lt;br /&gt;Told you i'll be here Forever &lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend &lt;br /&gt;So come on out and stick it till the end &lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more then ever &lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have eachother &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[bridge:] &lt;br /&gt;You can run into my arms &lt;br /&gt;it's okay don't be alarmed &lt;br /&gt;(Come into me) &lt;br /&gt;(there's no distance in between our love) &lt;br /&gt;Go on and let the Rain pour &lt;br /&gt;I'll be out here needing more &lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;When the sun Shine &lt;br /&gt;We shine Together &lt;br /&gt;Told you i'll be here Forever &lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be your friend &lt;br /&gt;So come on out and stick it till the end &lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more then ever &lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have eachother &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my Umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella &lt;br /&gt;(ella ella eh eh eh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby it's raining &lt;br /&gt;Baby Come Into me &lt;br /&gt;Come into me &lt;br /&gt;It's raining &lt;br /&gt;Oh baby it's raining &lt;br /&gt;You can always come into me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-4963432621320806213?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/4963432621320806213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/umbrella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4963432621320806213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4963432621320806213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella'/><author><name>ye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07891443792868717644</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3591034716013294906</id><published>2009-09-03T01:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:58:47.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Box</title><content type='html'>Let me take it out on youThe hate insideThe pain that i wearI can no longer hideTear me apart to seeYou gave awayThe guilt in your eyesIt feels like thisWhen you make a wish&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to lose, yeahWhy do you careBeneath a thousand truthsI'm yours to lose&lt;br /&gt;You lay something here with fearThe pain so intenseIn dreams you might find just what you're looking forBut it all dependsYou knowIn life, in deathThe only thing that is real isThe chill of your own breath&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to lose, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo lose, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo amuse, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo lose, yeahWhy do you careBeneath a thousand truthsI'm yours to lose&lt;br /&gt;Swear you love meSwear you cryFunny how fast those tears dryScum like you deserves to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to lose, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo lose, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo amuse, yeahWhy do you careThe world's my devil when you're not hereTo lose, yeahWhy do you careBeneath a thousand truthsI'm yours to lose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3591034716013294906?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3591034716013294906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3591034716013294906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3591034716013294906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/box.html' title='Box'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5816523289810909812</id><published>2009-09-03T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:58:02.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Breakou</title><content type='html'>Every week's The same Stuck in school So lame My parents say That i'm lazy Getting up At 8 is crazy&lt;br /&gt;Tired of hearing What to do So unfair So uncool&lt;br /&gt;Days too long And i'm holding on Till i hear The bell ring&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's The time when were gonna The time when We're gonna breakout Let the party start We're gonna stay out Gonna break Some hearts&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna dance Till the dance floor Falls apart Uh, oh All over again We're gonna wake up Everyone we know We're gonna have Some fun Gonna loose control&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good To let go-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Hangout It's something We like to do With my friends Every mess Were into ha These are The lessons That we chose Not a book Full of things We'll never use&lt;br /&gt;Days too long And i'm holding on Till i hear The bell ring&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's The time when were gonna The time when We're gonna breakout Let the party start We're gonna stay out Gonna break some hearts We're gonna dance till The dance floor Falls apart Uh, oh All over again We're gonna wake up Everyone we know We're gonna have Some fun Gonna loose control&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good To let go-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I wish it Would never end Spending time With my friends Oh, with my friends&lt;br /&gt;Breakout Let the party start We're gonna stay out Gonna break some hearts We're gonna dance Till the dance floor Falls apart Uh, oh All over again We're gonna wake up Everyone we know We're gonna have Some fun Gonna loose control&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good To let go&lt;br /&gt;Breakout Let the party start We're gonna stay out Gonna break some hearts We're gonna dance Till the dance floor Falls apart Uh, oh All over again We're gonna wake up Everyone we know We're gonna have Some fun Gonna loose control&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good To let go-oh-oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5816523289810909812?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5816523289810909812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/breakou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5816523289810909812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5816523289810909812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/breakou.html' title='Breakou'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1401459374751549958</id><published>2009-09-03T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:57:06.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>A Cup Of Coffee</title><content type='html'>I take these turns A bit too fast Trying to leave you In my past The cd skips Our favorite songs Our greatest hits Just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;I really love To hate this Love hate Hate love relationships Are over-rated Over my dead body Is how this will end He said it's over And i could go for Another chance to do This over again&lt;br /&gt;So this is it? After all We've been thru We call it quits And-a i'm about to Wash my prints Oh The little i had left He said it's over And i could really go For a cup of coffee And an overdose&lt;br /&gt;Leave it all behind me You'll see it When you finally find me Comatose or pretty close Cover up copy And an overdose&lt;br /&gt;I pop these pills Like cracker jacks And the price That plays dice Just watching you react When your depressed you Sleep too much I'm not sure If i'm waking up&lt;br /&gt;It's over-rated Over my dead body Is how this will end You said it'd over And i could go For another chance to do This over again&lt;br /&gt;So this is it? After all We've been thru We call it quits And-a i'm about To wash my prints Oh The little i had left He said it's over And i could really go For a cup of coffee And an overdose&lt;br /&gt;Leave it all behind me You'll see it When you finally find me Comatose or pretty close Cup of coffee And an overdose&lt;br /&gt;He said it's over And i could really go For a cup of coffee And an overdose Leave it all behind me You'll see it When you finally find me Comatose or pretty close&lt;br /&gt;I stood in line Without you I stood in line Without you And i don't tell you What it is I thought about you Well without you Is everything i've got&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1401459374751549958?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1401459374751549958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/cup-of-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1401459374751549958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1401459374751549958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/cup-of-coffee.html' title='A Cup Of Coffee'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6395278368874261571</id><published>2009-09-02T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:36:43.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linkin Park'/><title type='text'>New Divide</title><content type='html'>I remembered black skies&lt;br /&gt;                      The lightning all around me&lt;br /&gt;                      I remembered each flash&lt;br /&gt;                      As time began to blur&lt;br /&gt;                      Like a startling sign&lt;br /&gt;                      That fate had finally found me&lt;br /&gt;                      And your voice was all I heard&lt;br /&gt;                      That I get what I deserve&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      So give me reason&lt;br /&gt;                      To prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;                      To wash this memory clean&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                      Give me reason&lt;br /&gt;                      To fill this hole&lt;br /&gt;                      Connect the space between&lt;br /&gt;                      Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies&lt;br /&gt;                      Across this new divide&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      There was nothing in sight&lt;br /&gt;                      But memories left abandoned&lt;br /&gt;                      There was nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;                      The ashes fell like snow&lt;br /&gt;                      And the ground caved in&lt;br /&gt;                      Between where we were standing&lt;br /&gt;                      And your voice was all I heard&lt;br /&gt;                      That I get what I deserve&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      So give me reason&lt;br /&gt;                      To prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;                      To wash this memory clean&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                      Across this new divide&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      In every loss&lt;br /&gt;                      In every lie&lt;br /&gt;                      In every truth that you'd deny&lt;br /&gt;                      And each regret&lt;br /&gt;                      And each goodbye&lt;br /&gt;                      Was a mistake too great to hide&lt;br /&gt;                      And your voice was all I heard&lt;br /&gt;                      That I get what I deserve&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      So give me reason&lt;br /&gt;                      To prove me wrong&lt;br /&gt;                      To wash this memory clean&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the floods cross the distance in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                      Give me reason&lt;br /&gt;                      To fill this hole&lt;br /&gt;                      Connect the space between&lt;br /&gt;                      Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies&lt;br /&gt;                      Across this new divide&lt;br /&gt;                      Across this new divide&lt;br /&gt;                    Across this new divide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6395278368874261571?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6395278368874261571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-divide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6395278368874261571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6395278368874261571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-divide.html' title='New Divide'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-4573579885264470323</id><published>2009-09-02T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:35:44.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'>Sweet Dreams</title><content type='html'>(Turn The Lights On)&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Every night I rush to my bed&lt;br /&gt;                      With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you&lt;br /&gt;                      When I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;                      Lost in a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;                      Can you hold my hands and be my guide&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Clouds filled with stars cover the skies&lt;br /&gt;                      And I hope it rains&lt;br /&gt;                      You're the perfect lullaby&lt;br /&gt;                      What kinda dream is this?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;                      Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;                      My guilty pleasure I ain't going no where&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby long as you're here&lt;br /&gt;                      I'll be floating on air cause you're my&lt;br /&gt;                      You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I mention you when I say my prayers&lt;br /&gt;                      I wrap you around around all of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy you're my temporary high&lt;br /&gt;                      I wish that when I wake up you're there&lt;br /&gt;                      To wrap your arms around me for real&lt;br /&gt;                      And tell me you'll stay by side&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Clouds filled with stars cover the skies&lt;br /&gt;                      And I hope it rains&lt;br /&gt;                      You're the perfect lullaby&lt;br /&gt;                      What kinda dream is this&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;                      Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;                      My guilty pleasure I ain't going no where,&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby long as you're here&lt;br /&gt;                      I'll be floating on air cause you're my&lt;br /&gt;                      You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Tattoo your name across my heart&lt;br /&gt;                      So it will remain&lt;br /&gt;                      Not even death can make us part&lt;br /&gt;                      What kind of dream is this?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;br /&gt;                      Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                      Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;                      My guilty pleasure I ain't going no where&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby long as you're here&lt;br /&gt;                      I'll be floating on air cause you're my,&lt;br /&gt;                      You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare&lt;br /&gt;                    Either way I, don't wanna wake up from you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-4573579885264470323?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/4573579885264470323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4573579885264470323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/4573579885264470323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-dreams.html' title='Sweet Dreams'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-5051705963719068898</id><published>2009-09-02T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:09:43.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Day'/><title type='text'>21 Guns</title><content type='html'>Do you know what’s worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;                      When it’s not worth dying for?&lt;br /&gt;                      Does it take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;                      And you feel yourself suffocating?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Does the pain weigh out the pride&lt;br /&gt;                      And you look for a place to hide?&lt;br /&gt;                      Did someone break your heart inside?&lt;br /&gt;                      You’re in ruins&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Throw up your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;                      You and I&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      When you’re at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;                      And you've lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;                      And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;                      When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;                      And the hangover doesn’t pass&lt;br /&gt;                      Nothing’s ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;                      You’re in ruins&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Throw up your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;                      You and I&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Did you try to live on your own&lt;br /&gt;                      When you burned down the house and home?&lt;br /&gt;                      Did you stand too close to the fire?&lt;br /&gt;                      Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      When it’s time to live and let die&lt;br /&gt;                      And you can’t get another try&lt;br /&gt;                      Something inside this heart has died&lt;br /&gt;                      You’re in ruins&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Throw up your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Give up the fight&lt;br /&gt;                      One, 21 guns&lt;br /&gt;                      Throw up your arms&lt;br /&gt;                      Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;                    You and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5051705963719068898?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5051705963719068898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-guns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5051705963719068898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5051705963719068898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/21-guns.html' title='21 Guns'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-1810006747680864471</id><published>2009-09-02T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:47:19.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'>Halo</title><content type='html'>Remember those walls I built&lt;br /&gt;                      Well, baby they're tumbling down&lt;br /&gt;                      And they didn't even put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;                      They didn't even make up a sound&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I found a way to let you in&lt;br /&gt;                      But I never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;                      Standing in the light of your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I got my angel now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      It's like I've been awakened&lt;br /&gt;                      Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;br /&gt;                      It's the risk that I'm takin'&lt;br /&gt;                      I ain't never gonna shut you out&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;                      It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Hit me like a ray of sun&lt;br /&gt;                      Burning through my darkest night&lt;br /&gt;                      You're the only one that I want&lt;br /&gt;                      Think I'm addicted to your light&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I swore I'd never fall again&lt;br /&gt;                      But this don't even feel like falling&lt;br /&gt;                      Gravity can't forget&lt;br /&gt;                      To pull me back to the ground again&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Feels like I've been awakened&lt;br /&gt;                      Every rule I had you breakin'&lt;br /&gt;                      The risk that I'm takin'&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm never gonna shut you out&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;                      It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      Halo, halo&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can see your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      You know you're my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You're everything I need and more&lt;br /&gt;                      It's written all over your face&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby I can feel your halo&lt;br /&gt;                      Pray it won't fade away&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can see your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                      I can feel your halo halo halo&lt;br /&gt;                    I can see your halo halo halo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-1810006747680864471?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/1810006747680864471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/halo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1810006747680864471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/1810006747680864471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/halo.html' title='Halo'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2811258586706693749</id><published>2009-09-02T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:46:35.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey'/><title type='text'>Obsessed (Eminem Diss)</title><content type='html'>I was like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?"&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Will the real MC please, step to the mike?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                      So oh oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      All up in the blogs&lt;br /&gt;                      Saying we met at the bar&lt;br /&gt;                      When I don't even know who you are&lt;br /&gt;                      Saying we up in your house&lt;br /&gt;                      Saying I'm up in your car&lt;br /&gt;                      But you in LA and I'm out at Jermaine's.&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm up in the A&lt;br /&gt;                      You so so lame&lt;br /&gt;                      and no one here even mentions your name&lt;br /&gt;                      It must be the weed. It must be the E&lt;br /&gt;                      Cause you be popping hood&lt;br /&gt;                      You get it popping, Oh&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Why you so obsessed with me (Boy I wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;                      Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)&lt;br /&gt;                      It's clear that you're upset with me&lt;br /&gt;                      Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress&lt;br /&gt;                      Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this&lt;br /&gt;                      You're delusional, you're delusional&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy you're losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;                      It's confusing yo, you're confused you know&lt;br /&gt;                      Why you wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;                      Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;                      Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You on your job&lt;br /&gt;                      You hating hard&lt;br /&gt;                      Ain't gon' feed you&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm gonna let you starve&lt;br /&gt;                      Gasping for air&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm ventilation&lt;br /&gt;                      You out of breath&lt;br /&gt;                      Hope you ain't waiting&lt;br /&gt;                      Telling the world how much you miss me&lt;br /&gt;                      But we never were&lt;br /&gt;                      So why you trippin'&lt;br /&gt;                      You a mom and pop&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm a corporation&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm the press conference&lt;br /&gt;                      and you a conversation&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Why you so obsessed with me (Boy I wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;                      Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)&lt;br /&gt;                      It's clear that you're upset with me&lt;br /&gt;                      Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress&lt;br /&gt;                      Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this&lt;br /&gt;                      You're delusional, you're delusional&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy you're losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;                      It's confusing yo, you're confused you know&lt;br /&gt;                      Why you wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;                      Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;                      Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Why you so obsessed with me&lt;br /&gt;                      Lying that you're sexing me&lt;br /&gt;                      It's clear that you're upset with me&lt;br /&gt;                      Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress&lt;br /&gt;                      Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this&lt;br /&gt;                      You're delusional, you're delusional&lt;br /&gt;                      Boy you're losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;                      It's confusing yo, you're confused you know&lt;br /&gt;                      Why you wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;                      Got you all fired up with y our Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;                      Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex&lt;br /&gt;                    Boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2811258586706693749?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-25730830280441754</id><published>2009-09-02T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:42:53.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Waking Up In Vegas</title><content type='html'>You gotta help me out&lt;br /&gt;                      It's all a blur last night&lt;br /&gt;                      We need a taxi 'cause you're hung-over and I'm broke&lt;br /&gt;                      I lost my fake ID but you lost the motel key&lt;br /&gt;                      Spare me your freakin' dirty looks&lt;br /&gt;                      Now don't play me&lt;br /&gt;                      You want to cash out and get the hell out of town&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;em&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't be a baby&lt;br /&gt;                      Remember what you told me&lt;br /&gt;                      Shut up and put your money where your mouth is&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                      Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Why are these lights so bright&lt;br /&gt;                      Oh, did we get hitched last night, dressed up like Elvis,&lt;br /&gt;                      Why am I wearing your class ring?&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't call your mother&lt;br /&gt;                      'Cause now we're partners in crime&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;em&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't be a baby&lt;br /&gt;                      Remember what you told me&lt;br /&gt;                      Shut up and put your money where your mouth is&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                      Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      You got me into this&lt;br /&gt;                      Information overload, situation lost control&lt;br /&gt;                      Send out an S.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;                      And get some cash out&lt;br /&gt;                      We're gonna tear up the town&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Don't be a baby&lt;br /&gt;                      Remember what you told me &lt;em&gt;[x3]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Told me, you told me, you told me&lt;br /&gt;                      Shut up and put your money where your mouth is&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                      Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now&lt;br /&gt;                      That's what you get for waking up in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;                      Shake the glitter, shake, shake, shake the glitter, c'mon!&lt;br /&gt;                      Give me some cash out baby&lt;br /&gt;                      Give me some cash out, honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-25730830280441754?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/25730830280441754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/waking-up-in-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/25730830280441754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/25730830280441754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/waking-up-in-vegas.html' title='Waking Up In Vegas'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-6473790895243686822</id><published>2009-09-02T12:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:41:23.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Eyed Peas'/><title type='text'>Boom Boom Pow</title><content type='html'>Gotta get-get, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get-get-get, get-get&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Yo, I got that hit that beat the block&lt;br /&gt;                      You can get that bass overload&lt;br /&gt;                      I got the that rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;                      That future flow&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      That digital spit&lt;br /&gt;                      Next level visual shit&lt;br /&gt;                      I got that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      How the beat bang, boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I like that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      Them chickens jackin' my style&lt;br /&gt;                      They try copy my swagger&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm on that next shit now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I'm so 3008&lt;br /&gt;                      You so 2000 and late&lt;br /&gt;                      I got that boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;                      That future boom, boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;                      Let me get it now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I'm on the supersonic boom&lt;br /&gt;                      Y'all hear the spaceship zoom&lt;br /&gt;                      When, when I step inside the room&lt;br /&gt;                      Them girls go ape-shit, uh&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit&lt;br /&gt;                      That low-fi stupid 8 bit&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm on that HD flat&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat go boom boom bap&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I'm a beast when you turn me on&lt;br /&gt;                      Into the future cybertron&lt;br /&gt;                      Harder, faster, better, stronger&lt;br /&gt;                      Sexy ladies extra longer&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      'Cause we got the beat that bounce&lt;br /&gt;                      We got the beat that pound&lt;br /&gt;                      We got the beat that 808&lt;br /&gt;                      That the boom, boom in your town&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      People in the place&lt;br /&gt;                      If you wanna get down&lt;br /&gt;                      Put your hands in the air&lt;br /&gt;                      Will.i.am drop the beat now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;                      I be rockin' them beats, yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;                      I be rockin' them beats, y-y-yup, yup&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Here we go, here we go, satellite radio&lt;br /&gt;                      Y'all gettin' hit with boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                      Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns&lt;br /&gt;                      Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                      Shittin' on y'all you with the&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      This beat be bumpin', bumpin'&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat go boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      This beat be bumpin', bumpin'&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat go boom, boom&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I like that boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      Them chickens jackin' my style&lt;br /&gt;                      They try copy my swagger&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm on that next shit now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I'm so 3008&lt;br /&gt;                      You so 2000 and late&lt;br /&gt;                      I got that boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                      That future boom boom boom&lt;br /&gt;                      Let me get it now&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, gotta get-get&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom boom, now&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                      Boom boom pow&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;                      (Let the beat rock)&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat rock&lt;br /&gt;                      (Let the beat)&lt;br /&gt;                      Let the beat&lt;br /&gt;                      (Let the beat rock, rock, rock, rock)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-6473790895243686822?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/6473790895243686822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/boom-boom-pow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6473790895243686822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/6473790895243686822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/boom-boom-pow.html' title='Boom Boom Pow'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-132464611156199710</id><published>2009-09-02T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:39:53.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kings Of Leon'/><title type='text'>Sex On Fire</title><content type='html'>Lay where you're laying&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;I know they're watching&lt;br /&gt;They're watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the commotion&lt;br /&gt;The killing of pain&lt;br /&gt;Has people talking&lt;br /&gt;Talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark of the alley&lt;br /&gt;The breaking of day&lt;br /&gt;Head while I'm driving&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft lips are open&lt;br /&gt;Them nuckles is pale&lt;br /&gt;Feels like you're dying&lt;br /&gt;Your dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;Were the words to transpire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot as a fever&lt;br /&gt;Rattling bones&lt;br /&gt;I could just taste it&lt;br /&gt;Taste it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not forever&lt;br /&gt;But it's just tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh we're still the greatest&lt;br /&gt;The greatest&lt;br /&gt;The greatest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;Were the words to transpire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&lt;br /&gt;Your sex is on fire&lt;br /&gt;And so&lt;br /&gt;Were the words to transpire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-132464611156199710?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/132464611156199710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/sex-on-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/132464611156199710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/132464611156199710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/sex-on-fire.html' title='Sex On Fire'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-2723933378878588045</id><published>2009-09-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:39:13.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>You Belong With Me</title><content type='html'>You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;br /&gt;She's going off about something that you said&lt;br /&gt;She doesnt get your humour like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;br /&gt;I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br /&gt;Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;br /&gt;Hey isnt this easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;br /&gt;You say you find I know you better than that&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br /&gt;She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br /&gt;That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know that?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;br /&gt;I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br /&gt;I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;br /&gt;Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;br /&gt;All this time how could you not know that&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You belong with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-2723933378878588045?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/2723933378878588045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2723933378878588045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/2723933378878588045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me.html' title='You Belong With Me'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3226235795780016613</id><published>2009-09-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:35:52.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GaGa'/><title type='text'>Poker Face</title><content type='html'>Mum mum mum mah&lt;br /&gt;Mum mum mum mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays&lt;br /&gt;Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)&lt;br /&gt;Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start&lt;br /&gt;And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be&lt;br /&gt;A little gambling is fun when you're with me I love it)&lt;br /&gt;Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun&lt;br /&gt;And baby when it's love if it's not rough it isn't fun, fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,&lt;br /&gt;I'll get him hot, show him what I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss or hug you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning&lt;br /&gt;Just like a chick in the casino&lt;br /&gt;Take your bank before I pay you out&lt;br /&gt;I promise this, promise this&lt;br /&gt;Check this hand cause I'm marvelous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my,&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;Can't read my&lt;br /&gt;No he can't read my poker face&lt;br /&gt;(She's got to love nobody)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;br /&gt;P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face&lt;br /&gt;(Mum mum mum mah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3226235795780016613?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3226235795780016613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/poker-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3226235795780016613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/3226235795780016613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/poker-face.html' title='Poker Face'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-7975634001266229832</id><published>2009-09-02T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:22:29.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drake'/><title type='text'>Best I Ever Had</title><content type='html'>Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;We can do it real big.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger then you ever done it.&lt;br /&gt;You be up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;Other hoes ain't never on it.&lt;br /&gt;I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she hold me down everytime i hit her up.&lt;br /&gt;When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.&lt;br /&gt;She make me beg for it till she give it up.&lt;br /&gt;And I say the same thing every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know you got a roommate&lt;br /&gt;Call me when its no one there&lt;br /&gt;Put the key under the mat&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'll be over there&lt;br /&gt;(Yup) I'll be over there&lt;br /&gt;Shawty, I'll be over there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be hitting all the spots that u ain't even know was there&lt;br /&gt;Ha. And you ain't even have to ask twice&lt;br /&gt;You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice&lt;br /&gt;Always felt like you was so accustom to the fast life&lt;br /&gt;Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life&lt;br /&gt;Sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on&lt;br /&gt;That's when your the prettiest&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you don take it wrong&lt;br /&gt;You don't even trip when friends say you ain't bringing Drake along&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm working I'll be there soon as I make it home&lt;br /&gt;And she a patient in my waiting room&lt;br /&gt;Never pay attention to them rumors and what they assume&lt;br /&gt;And until them girls prove it&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one to Never get confused with Cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;We can do it real big.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger then you ever done it.&lt;br /&gt;You be up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;Other hoes ain't never on it.&lt;br /&gt;I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she hold me down everytime i hit her up.&lt;br /&gt;When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.&lt;br /&gt;She make me beg for it till she give it up.&lt;br /&gt;And I say the same thing every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex, Love, Pain&lt;br /&gt;Baby I be on that tank shit&lt;br /&gt;Buzz so big i could probably sell a blank disk&lt;br /&gt;When my album drop&lt;br /&gt;Bitches will buy it for the picture&lt;br /&gt;And niggas will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister&lt;br /&gt;Magazine paper girl&lt;br /&gt;But money ain't the issue&lt;br /&gt;They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial&lt;br /&gt;She call me the referee&lt;br /&gt;Cause I be so official&lt;br /&gt;My shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make yo pussy whistle&lt;br /&gt;Like the Andy Griffith theme song&lt;br /&gt;And who told you to put them jeans on&lt;br /&gt;double cup love&lt;br /&gt;You the one i lean on&lt;br /&gt;Feeling for a fix then you should really get yo pheen on&lt;br /&gt;Yea just know my condo is the crack spot&lt;br /&gt;Every single show she out there repping like a mascot&lt;br /&gt;Get it from the back&lt;br /&gt;And make yo fucking bra strap pop&lt;br /&gt;All up in yo slot until the nigga hit the jackpots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you my everything you all i ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;We can do it real big.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger then you ever done it.&lt;br /&gt;You be up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;Other hoes ain't never on it.&lt;br /&gt;I want this forever, i swear i can spend whatever on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause she hold me down every time i hit her up.&lt;br /&gt;When i get right i promise that we gon live it up.&lt;br /&gt;She make me beg for it till she give it up.&lt;br /&gt;And I say the same thing every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the fucking best.&lt;br /&gt;You the best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I say you the fucking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-7975634001266229832?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/7975634001266229832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-i-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7975634001266229832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/7975634001266229832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-i-ever-had.html' title='Best I Ever Had'/><author><name>United Blogger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07038792204101510986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-3403760624550039837</id><published>2009-09-02T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:19:27.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GaGa'/><title type='text'>Love Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Let's have some fun,&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat is sick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's have some fun,&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat is sick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna kiss you&lt;br /&gt;                      But if I do then I might miss you babe&lt;br /&gt;                      It's complicated and stupid&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      My ass squeezed my sexy cupid&lt;br /&gt;                      Guess he wants to play,&lt;br /&gt;                      Wants to play&lt;br /&gt;                      A love game&lt;br /&gt;                      A love game&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Hold me and love me&lt;br /&gt;                      Just want touch you for a minute&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby three seconds is enough for my heart to quit&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's have some fun,&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat is sick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't think too much just bust that kick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I'm on a mission,&lt;br /&gt;                      And it involves some heavy touchin' yeah.&lt;br /&gt;                      You've indicated your interest,&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm educated in sexyness.&lt;br /&gt;                      And now I want it bad,&lt;br /&gt;                      Want it bad.&lt;br /&gt;                      A love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      A love game.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Hold me and love me.&lt;br /&gt;                      Just want to touch you for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;                      Baby three seconds is enough for my heart to quit.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's have some fun,&lt;br /&gt;                      This beat is sick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                      Don't think too much just bust that kick&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna take a ride on your disco stick&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you staring there from accross the block with a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh&lt;br /&gt;                      The story of us it always starts the same with a boy and a girl and a huh and a game!&lt;br /&gt;                      And a game&lt;br /&gt;                      And a game&lt;br /&gt;                      And a game&lt;br /&gt;                      A love game!&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                      Dans le love game?&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's play a love game,&lt;br /&gt;                      Play a love game&lt;br /&gt;                      Do you want love or you want fame?&lt;br /&gt;                      Are you in the game?&lt;br /&gt;                    Dans le love game? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3403760624550039837?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/3403760624550039837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8069332343879390664.post-638077274071108649</id><published>2009-09-02T12:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:14:54.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Eyed Peas'/><title type='text'>I Gotta Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      that tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      that tonight's gonna be a good good night (x4)&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Tonight's the night night&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's live it up&lt;br /&gt;                      I got my money&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's spend it up&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Go out and smash it&lt;br /&gt;                      Like Oh My God&lt;br /&gt;                      Jump off that sofa&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's get get OFF&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I know that we'll have a ball&lt;br /&gt;                      If we get down&lt;br /&gt;                      And go out&lt;br /&gt;                      And just loose it all&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I feel stressed out&lt;br /&gt;                      I wanna let it go&lt;br /&gt;                      Lets go way out spaced out&lt;br /&gt;                      and loosing all control&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Fill up my cup&lt;br /&gt;                      Mozoltov&lt;br /&gt;                      Look at her dancing&lt;br /&gt;                      Just take it off&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's paint the town&lt;br /&gt;                      We'll shut it down&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's burn the roof&lt;br /&gt;                      And then we'll do it again&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's Do it (x13)&lt;br /&gt;                      And live it up&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I gotta feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good good night (x2)&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Tonight's the night&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's live it up&lt;br /&gt;                      I got my money&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's spend it up&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Go out and smash it&lt;br /&gt;                      Like Oh My God&lt;br /&gt;                      Jump off that sofa&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's get get OFF&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Fill up my cup (Drink)&lt;br /&gt;                      Mozoltov (La' Chaim)&lt;br /&gt;                      Look at her dancing (Move it Move it)&lt;br /&gt;                      Just take it off&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Let's paint the town&lt;br /&gt;                      We'll shut it down&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's burn the roof&lt;br /&gt;                      and then we'll do it again&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Lets do it (x15)&lt;br /&gt;                      Let's live it up&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Here we come&lt;br /&gt;                      Here we go&lt;br /&gt;                      We gotta rock&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Easy come&lt;br /&gt;                      Easy go&lt;br /&gt;                      Now we on top&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Feel the shot&lt;br /&gt;                      Body rock&lt;br /&gt;                      Rock it don't stop&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Round and round&lt;br /&gt;                      Up and down&lt;br /&gt;                      Around the clock&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Monday, Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;                      Wednesday, and Thursday&lt;br /&gt;                      Friday, Saturday&lt;br /&gt;                      Saturday to Sunday&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      Get get get get get with us&lt;br /&gt;                      You know what we say&lt;br /&gt;                      Party every day&lt;br /&gt;                      Pa pa pa Party every day&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      And I'm feelin&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good good night&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;                      I gotta feeling tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                      That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;br /&gt;                    That tonight's gonna be a good good night  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-638077274071108649?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/638077274071108649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-gotta-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing,&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;While you are far away and dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender,&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever,&lt;br /&gt;Where a moment spent with you is a moment I treasure,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to close my eyes, I don't want to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss you baby, And I don't want to miss a thing,&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream of you, the sweetest dream will never do,&lt;br /&gt;I still miss you baby and I don't want to miss a thing  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lying close to you feeling your heart beating,&lt;br /&gt;And I wondering what you are dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you are seeing,&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank god we're together,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay with you in this moment forever and forever forever  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't want to miss one smile,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss one kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be with you right here with you,&lt;br /&gt;Just like this, I just want to hold you close,&lt;br /&gt;I feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment,&lt;br /&gt;For all of the rest of time   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-5838941149737882656?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/feeds/5838941149737882656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yoursonglyric.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8069332343879390664/posts/default/5838941149737882656'/><link rel='self' 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bunny&lt;br /&gt;It's getting cold in here little honey&lt;br /&gt;We got a show to put on your dress&lt;br /&gt;Take a minute for us and relax, relax&lt;br /&gt;Cupid's got me, oh with his bow &amp;amp; arrow, baby&lt;br /&gt;He'll hit you in the pants, hot pants&lt;br /&gt;Get the people to dance and relax, relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw your head back, girly&lt;br /&gt;Throw it like those girls in the movies&lt;br /&gt;We got a show to put on your dress&lt;br /&gt;Take a minute for us and relax, relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball is turning, 300 mirrors burning&lt;br /&gt;Through the hearts of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;In the back hips just banging the track&lt;br /&gt;To the music, the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we got that disco&lt;br /&gt;D-i-s-c-o&lt;br /&gt;And we're in heaven&lt;br /&gt;H-e-a-v-e-n&lt;br /&gt;Disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels just like heaven&lt;br /&gt;Disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;Disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line up for the dance&lt;br /&gt;Yeah bring those fancy pants&lt;br /&gt;Y'know there's disco in the air&lt;br /&gt;And hairspray everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;A disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;Disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;Disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the lights still on, we're dancing&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the floor is shaking&lt;br /&gt;In this disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;br /&gt;The disco heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, the disco heaven)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8069332343879390664-3017683561331430693?l=yoursonglyric.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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