Joan Jett - Spinster
Tekst :
Maybe I don t wanna maybe I don t wanna, wanna
Maybe I don t wanna fuck you!
I m a spinster, I don t need no rules
I don t got no one tellin me what to do
Tellin me what s cool? I m no stupid fool
Hey teen ageist I m not over yet
Y-O-U-T-H only, baby, that s your math
I m a spinster, I don t need your rules
I m resisting, I don t need no one to
Tell me what s cool or how I need a tool
To get thru to you
I m no one s wife and I m not your little girl
Don t tell me I m useless cuz I want
More from this world
Maybe I don t wanna maybe I don t wanna, wanna
Maybe I don t wanna maybe I don t wanna
Maybe I don t wanna maybe I don t wanna, wanna
Maybe she don t wanna fuck you!
Hey ever think of that?
Joan Jett - Oh woe is me
Tekst :
What happened to my heroes
They seemed to disappear
The idols keep on singin
But they don t sound sincere
Oh woe is me, oh woe is me
I don t got no money
All I got s a name
The future s lookin hazy
But who can I blame
Oh woe is me, oh woe is me
Woe is me, woe is me
Is me me me me me
What happened to the parties
I thought they d never end
I lost my only lover
Proves you can t trust a friend
Oh woe is me, oh woe is me
Oh woe is me, oh woe is me, yeah
Joan Jett - A hundred feet away
Tekst :
Just a little girl in love staring at a penthouse suite
Waiting for the star above to come and join her
On the street
Maybe he ll want some company and she s got a dirty plan
But he can disappear so suddenly better grab em while you can you better
Standing in a lonely room high above the crowd below
With no one there to share the gloom when
Underneath begins to show
Living in a world of fantasy can t let the image fall
But he ain t the man he planned to be and he would
Give it all
For just a little girl in love someone who could share his day
And just what he was dreaming of
Was just a hundred feet away
Just a little girl in love just a little girl in love
There was just a little girl in love there was just a little girl in love
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
DA DADADADADA DADADADADA
DADADADADA DA DA DA
DADADADADA DADADADADA
DADADADADA DA DA
HEY,
WHAT ABOUT TODAY?
IS EVERYTHING OK?
THE WORLD IS IN MY HANDS
I DON T CARE
SOMETHING IN MY MIND
IF I COULD REALIZE
[Mac Dre]
Is it Sleep Dank?
Cutthoat Committee
Real shitty, nothing pretty
Is it Sleep Dank?
[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I m in a tight seven tre
Four fifty four, four door, mob shot Chevrolet
Got four fifteen, Lanzars
Hitting...
Now she wants...a butter an egg man
From way out in the West
She wants somebody...who s workin all day
So she s got money...when she wants to play
Now pretty clothes...they ll never be mine
But what she told me the other...
Hold your hats, the roof is bout to tumble in
Holy cats, the walls and floors are crumblin
Hellzapoppin , hellzapoppin , hellzapoppin
The whole gang s whoopin up the whoop-de-doo
Me-oh-my, it s gonna be uproarious
We ll fly...
Ich möchte meine Augen schliessen,
und schweigen, doch da kommt ein kalter wind
heute von dem höchsten aufstieg herab
Es ist keine briese, denn sie bläst stark
Ja und sie versucht die menschlichkeit die ich kenne abzulegen
während ich die wärme wegfliegen sehe