i stumbled in at 2am all drunk and full of smoke my wife said "i've had enough" that's it, i'm sick, get out!" so i stumbled down to kelly's pub
I'm on the couch and I'm watching TV now I know why you had to leave I'm just a bored suburban punk and I watch too much trash TV junk Dear Anna Understand
i am king of a little old thing i like to call my home it is nice cause i gave it life and i never feel alone it's just a place where i can go
these are the hard times these are the good times these are the fine times the keep me in line times until you went away now these are the hey days
can't you see me smilin' that's me upon the silver screen can't you see me lyin' lyin' in my bed at night as i dream in the misty moonlight by
we're the new generation we're keepin' the faith the promise of life and the human race the powers of the country will soon be in our hands with
Spill your drink on her dress You see her face she's not impressed And I think and I guess That you've had a few too many Go to the bathroom only to
I got the tunes in my pocket, in an old ass Walkman Walking to the beach with a bottle of Black & Tan Keys in the Velcro where it always should be Time
On a sunny day I can see forever On a sunny day I used to dream for miles Upon this hill, where we met Under blue skies But she said goodbye, left me
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
Workaholic, what it be? Heard you're working eleven days a week I used to know just where you're coming from I used to know but with that I'm done I
likes to dine he's a poorboy he lives on the street he's got no money and no place to sleep he'll wash your windows for a buck-o-nine he don'
Two lovers are havin' their fight again They're tired of sayin' goodbye Standin' on the beach side Listenin' to the feet of the passers On the sidewalk
Our systems are all go No one here's getting pigeon holed There's a free line to where we go Where anything is possible We're alright Cause we do what
He walks around in a daze go by so slowly Thinking about everyone, say they don't know him Thinking he wouldn't mind or couldn't find His way around
the perfect love song doesn't make you cry it's filled with sorrow and brutal goodbyes so if she's cryin' you know you've done something right
There was a kid named Jim he always had a big old grin he was the biggest bully on the block he combed his hair just right always looking for a fight
Finally found what I was searching for It was here all along Had to travel all around the world Just to find that there's nothing wrong Wasn't made up