Lyrics:
on
Old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
true: that money equals power
How much do you have if I pay you by the hour
The American Dream is a veiled arms race
And if you weren't the first to get
We're doing a sequel,
We're back by popular demand.
Come on everybody, strike up the band!
We're doing a sequel,
That's what we do in
Oh Lord, don't keep me up all night
Side by side with the moon
With its desolate eyes
Miles from the sunrise
The darkness inviting a tune
This land is yours, this land is my land
We've all inherited the past
I hope it's not the first time you've heard this
The way it is ain't built to last
to prolong the death,
The empty feeling of your last caress
Nobody knows where the time has gone
Destined to stand all alone,
Thriving off the anguish
I called you on the phone to say I love you
That I'd stop by for you at nine
And my heart broke when you said it's all over
That someone else
I called you on the phone to say I love you that I'd stop by for you at nine
And my heart broke when you said it's all over
That someone else would
horror has been normalized a cynical defense
But I can't sit there silently and watch it all go by
The strongest hearts will raise their voice against
this moment; for this song.
This song of the year: “sexy, smooth, yet sophisticated.”
The music isn't shit. It's all about IMAGE, IMAGE, IMAGE.
Fuck your
it last now)
Make it last somehow
As we keep on dancing
I am hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in you eyes
I was lost inside
turn
Humph
Who is the pip with pizzazz?
Who is all ginger and jazz?
Who is as glamorous as?
Who's an American beauty rose
With an American beauty
gone by
Hold on to them close or let them go, oh no
I don't know, I just seem to sing these songs
And say I'm sorry for the friends I used to know
the American dream
And these American streets listen close as they speak
The next time you think America please include me
Help the ones that are weak
All
to
An even $150 an hour
The same price as the ALL
AMERICAN MEAL at McDONALDS™
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With McDonalds™
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very upset about some of the things you're saying in your songs
DJ:Some of the people are very upset about the things you are saying
DJ:
¿Cómo puede ser verdad?
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It
you see
It's gold, and it's gold that all can share. We have a great song to
Remember Lorenz Hart by, that wonderful melody that he and Dick Rodgers
hearing it on the radio but then you never know
So baby if you want
You can sing along
But this ain't no love song
I couldn't sleep last night
But
you see
It's gold, and it's gold that all can share. We have a great song to
Remember Lorenz Hart by, that wonderful melody that he and Dick Rodgers
a dreamer now, only one final serenade
And these are the last words I have to say
Before another age goes by
With all those other songs I have to play
night is just a long
And there where song until the last couple has gone
Then only I must start singing out my heart
While the music plays on
Oh,
eclair
as you suck out the cream
luck by the tail
how can you fail?
and best of all, it's for sale
the American dream
greasy chinks make life so sleazy
This next song we're going to dedicate to a great American
Organization. Tonight I'd like to dedicate this to our boys
In the FBI.
Well, wait
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