wont you come back to me i love the way you walk the way you smile the way you talk and i love the way you torture me now im a barfly i wish that i could
im calling in sick im calling in sick this is mike and im calling in sick my leg got hurt got hit by a brick this is mike and im calling in sick i spent
maybe you would like me better if i had a bank account and an argyle sweater ive listened to you talk you say your life is a bore first you got your
working all the time and trying to stay in line but im losin my mind yeah im losin my mind i got myself a job it pays minimum wage ive got bills to pay
junior's got the groove he don't need to go to school his musical insperation comes from his soul and all the other kids envy his ability to play if
i want to rise from my seat dont want to be held down i want to get off the couch i want to find a new sound i want to step outside i want to say im
she was just 15 just a girl i knew from school she had a tshirt that said fuck authority sat behind me singing, idiots rule and every now and then i
in all the water she said to me she said to me im sorry in all the water she said to me she said to me its alright all that i could say and all that
