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First Wave for the Day
01:05
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2. TAKE ME BACK TO THE FUTURE
Take me back on your back in the sky
It blows my mind, it blows my mind
Clusterfuck in the air tonight
Today's not right but I'll be fine
I won't give up even if it's the last
Thing of the past, I had a blast
It's time to start before it all ends
Let's all raise hands, my dear friends
CHORUS:
And I'll be first of all the last
This is my past becoming the future
These are my thoughts - so upside down
I'll cling around
Second verse goes for the girl
Who should be mine, she's hard to find
And the curse of the job
That should be cool but makes you fool, a tool
I won't serve you, ha! something new
So to the Man, Man, fuck you too
What if we just did what makes us happy
CHORUS /x1 (Like a smile on a clown)
And I'll be first of all the last
This is my past, this is my past
And I'll be first of all the last
The winner of my own Star Wars
Take me back to the future /x3
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Faster
02:59
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3. FASTER
Once again I step in the brown
Stop the world, I wanna step down
Speedy Gonzales, Road Runner
If I were them it wouldn't be such a bummer
Once again I step in the brown
Stop the world, I wanna step down
I can't lie, I can't fake it like you, my dear
I jump on the breaks - gotta get out of here
I gotta get out of here
CHORUS:
But time is going by (it's going by), it’s running even faster
Oh man, I swear, wish I could kill that bastard
First I was 10, then 20, 21...
They say real life is fun but I just feel like such a bum
Once again I step in the brown
Stop the world, I wanna step down
I don't believe it - you blink, it's all over
The hour's a minute - Houston we have a problem
Houston we have a problem
CHORUS /x1
Time is going by, time is going by, time is racing fast
CHORUS /x2
Naa, na na na, naa naa naa /x9
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Hot Damn Playboy-man
02:37
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4. HOT DAMN PLAYBOY-MAN
He’s 80 but still getting plenty
While I am still not getting any when he’s with his many blonds
He has a Bentley and I barely have a minivan
He’s living in a mansion and I’m living with my mom
He’s throwing parties for his stunning girlfriends
When the only date I’m gonna get are my both hands (My both hands)
CHORUS:
Hugh Hefner, please be good and help a fellow dude
‘Cause I’d appreciate to date a playmate
Hugh Hefner can’t you see that you could share with me
At least miss January
I want a human chick
No sheep or adult flicks
I’m sick of them slick guys getting all the girls
So get me out of here
Make my fear disappear
I’m gonna make this crystal clear
I want my Playmate of the Year
Hugh Hefner, please be good /x3
CHORUS /x1
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Dive In Balls Out
03:10
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5. DIVE IN BALLS OUT
I open the gates, I let them come in
This is my castle but I am running
She can't comprehend it's time for new amends
Head over heels, roger & out
Dive in balls out, without a doubt
I was so smitten, somethin' I wanna feel again
She left me at the gate, experience the hate
CHORUS 1:
And I don't think she's coming along
I'll take this world out on my own /x2
Look at me now: taking control
Filling the hole that's in my soul
For a change it's time to rearrange my life
Against all the odds, about a time
She was a scourge but she was mine
Chilling my blood, stealing my time
She left me standing here, the hatred disappeared
CHORUS 2:
And I don't think she's coming along
Addicted, addicted, man! I was wrong /x2
CHORUS 1 /x2
CHORUS 2/ x1
CHORUS 1/ x1
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6. |
High Life
03:19
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6. HIGH LIFE
When the sun goes down the Hollywood hills (I want it all /x3)
She is swallowing her little pills (I want it all /x3)
Silk robe is sliding slowly
Washing her body for me
Her make up's falling off like shame (I want it all /x3)
CHORSUS:
And I, I'm gonna make you mine
Or I, I'm gonna make you cry (I'm gonna make you cry)
I am sinking in temptation
I am drowning in frustration
Make, make it go away (But not today)
When the only friend she has' the drug (I want it all /x3)
And her enemy - the perfect look (I want it all /x3)
Shadows are getting longer
Her fears - growing stronger
The night's become a darker day (Her soul is floating away)
CHORUS /x1
When the sun goes down the Hollywood hills (I want it all /x3)
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21
02:04
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7. 21
I've been trying to move on for quite some time
But you've pulling me down, you, shady motherfucker
Breathing down my neck, freezing my spine /x2
I've been trying to be good, to follow you
But that's not what we're supposed to do
Breathing down my neck, freezing my spine /x2
Brainwashed, brainwashed, my brain is squashed
It's the new century, age of plastic surgery
Untalented musicians, greedy bastard politicians
Wars, divorce and crime, not sometimes but all the time
No inspiration, decadence across the nation
It's the new century, age of plastic surgery
Of reputation built upon fake breasts and nuclear tests
The new century, reign of wretched sodomy
True inspiration, vaginal rejuvenation
Hey-ho 21, I am broke, I'm not the one
Come here, offer me money and lobotomy /x4
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8. |
To Infinity (& Beyond)
03:30
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8. TO INFINITY (& BEYOND)
Staying static for an hour or two
Looking through the glass but I can't see you
Staring at the skies so blue
Sitting on a million gallons of fuel
CHORUS:
And I'm heading into the Great Unknown
Where the barriers of human mind don't matter anymore
I'm heading into the Great Unknown
Where the barriers of human mind don't matter anymore
Gravity, gravity, I'm floating through the lack of gravity
Can't you see that for me
It takes the air to be gone so I can breathe, whoa-oh
Crossing boundaries that no man has known
Crashing distance from the world I know
But cutting calm like never before
Will I go back? Only time will show
Suffocating little world
Cloudy blinded boy and girl
So obsessive, so obscene
Always trying to make a scene
Going down! /x12
Finding answers way away
Much to learn and less to say
Stars are starry, so divine
Silence - shady, time is mine
Going up! /x8
No, I won't give up
Going up! /x3
CHORUS /x1
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9. |
Lizzie Come
03:24
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9. LIZZIE COME
The first time when I saw her she was dancing all alone under the spot light
The people in the club just blurred and she was all that I could see
She glanced at me, I got a drink to gather balls
When I got back, the fuck! she's gone, next thing I know
I'm storming to the street, kinetic theory of heat
Man, if I had a car she'd be the star on my back seat
And when we parted away
My heart blasted astray
I should've never let you go on your own /x2
I should've never let you go, I should've kissed your brains away
I should've never let you go, you should've stayed
Flash-forward to the end of summer
I bumped into her, she remembered me
I played it cool but felt like Dumb and Dumber
She said she liked the Offspring, could it be
But man, her friends
They hated me
I should've never let you go with that car /x2
I should've never let you go, that's why I kissed your brains away
I should've never let you go but you bailed anyway
Her smile starts fading away in my mind
A sign that nothing lasts forever
Well, she missed me, she had her chances
She turned out to be just another pretty face
Well, she missed me, she hates romances
I'm sorry baby, but that is not my case
Well, she missed me, she had her chances
At least I know that I have tried
Well, she missed me, she hates romances
She messed with my head then said "goodbye", whoa-oh
And then she said "I'm your father" and I said "nooo"
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College Girl
03:31
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10. COLLEGE GIRL
I go to a party I was invited, told me to dress up - fraternity guys
Dressed like a Jedi with cape, know nobody, out and about on Saturday night
The place is all dark, the people are gone, I'm starting to think I might've been wrong
The lights are turned on and what do I see - a buncha douchebags laughing at me
This is a fucking set up, I should've known from the start
The cape is cracking them up, man, I'm not taking that crap
I head to the door thinking about beating them up with my hidden saber
But then, man, I see how looking at me, not laughing a bit - the jerk's one and only
She is so dazzling, prob'ly a surfer, also so gracious, she does him a favor
I jump on the stage, I grab the guitar, I play my heart out, winning her over
That guy is like a mountain, he's gonna rip my heart out
This girl is so amazing, she's gonna put it right back
CHORUS:
College girl, college girl, come to me, be my lady
I've got room in my room, let's get loud, let's get crazy
Growing up fucking sucks, hold my hand, never let go
You and me, meant to be, set me free, we're volcano
CHORUS /x1 (College girl, college girl)
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Surfin' with the Sharks
02:15
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An alternative/surf punk band from Sofia, BG. Proud to have shared the stage with array of artists such as Grammy nominated Zebrahead and The Bloodhound Gang. Kindly supported by Akron, Ohio’s EarthQuaker Devices. New EP out June 25!
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