Billie Joe Armstrong:

 Billie Joe Armstrong (17 de febrero de 1972, Oakland, California) es el compositor principal, vocalista y guitarrista de la banda de punk rock Green Day. En sus discos toca también el piano, la batería, la armónica y la mandolina. Es de ascendencia inglesa e italiana por parte de padre, y escocesa, holandesa, irlandesa y cherokee por parte de madre. Es el único miembro de la banda que usa su nombre real. Y confiesa abiertamente ser vegetariano. Es el más joven de una familia de seis hijos que vivían en Rodeo, California. Su padre, Andy Armstrong, era un camionero y baterista de jazz que murió de cáncer de esófago cuando él tenía diez años. Su madre, Ollie, era camarera en el restaurante Rod's Hickory Pit, donde Billie y su colega Mike Dirnt también trabajaron en su adolescencia. Su nombre se escribe con 'ie' (en femenino), en vez de Billy, porque su madre cuando fue a hacer la partida de nacimiento estaba bajo los efectos de las drogas, o como dice en las notas de 1,039/Smoothed Out Slappy Hours, "La madre de Billie escribió mal su nombre en la partida de nacimiento porque estaba colocada". Es el único miembro de la banda que usa su auténtico nombre. Siendo muy joven se fue a vivir a una casa okupa junto con su amigo Mike Dirnt donde se crió y se dió a conocer en la escena Punk. La pasión por la música le venía de pequeño, cuando rondaba la edad de 5 años, su madre le llevaba a cantar y repartir huevos de Pascua a los enfermos del hospital de Berkeley, e incluso grabó un single, el cual suena un trozo en la introducción de María en International Superhits, se llamaba Look For Love. En 1982 cuando tenía 10 años conoció a Mike Dirnt, en la cafetería del colegio, juntos tocaban canciones de Ozzy Osbourne, Def Leppard, y Van Halen. El último regalo que recibió de su padre fue su guitarra, a la que llamó Blue, una Fender Stratocaster ya jubilada pero que aún sigue usando varias réplicas en los conciertos. Se caracteriza por tener muchas calcomanías y BJ pintado en rojo. Cuando tenía 14 o 15 años, (según él), era fan de las bandas de hard rock y heavy metal del momento, pero sus hermanos Allan y David seguían a las bandas de punk de la zona. Cuando escuchó Nevermind the Bollocks de los Sex Pistols, en la casa de una amiga, se convertió en un "punk-rocker". La primera canción que compuso fue a los 14 años "Why Do You Want Him", escrita en 1986, sobre su madre y el novio que esta tenía, y aparece en 1,039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours. A la edad de 15 años, ya era bien conocido por muchos miebros de la movida All Ages (para todas las edades) del punk de Gilman Street, en Berkeley, en la que no le dejaron entrar a un concierto de Operation Ivy por ser menor de edad y uno de los miembros salió a buscarlo para que lo dejasen entrar. Durante su época del instituto, fue apodado "Two Dollar Bill", (Bill Dos Dólares), por vender porros a dos dólares en el servicio del instituto, y fue expulsado de dos centros, y el día antes de cumplir 18 años dejó la escuela, para dedicarse totalmente a Sweet Children. Su vida como músico En 1988, Billie Joe formó una banda llamada Sweet Children con su amigo Mike Dirnt y un compañero de clase, Al Sobrante. Se cambiaron el nombre a Green Day en marzo de 1989, justo antes de sacar el primer EP "1,000 Hours", en Lookout Records. Está casado con Adrienne Nesser, con quien contrajo matrimonio el 2 de julio de 1994 en una ceremonia de 5 minutos en el patio trasero de su casa. El día después ella se dio cuenta de que estaba embarazada de su primer hijo, Joseph Marcicano Armstrong, que nació en marzo de 1995 y tres años después su segundo hijo, Jakob Danger (septiembre de 1998). Él y Adrienne son co-fundadores de Adeline Records, un sello independiente en el que graba mucha gente del área de la bahía de San Francisco. Tiene proyectos alternativos en su otra banda Pinhead Gunpowder que está bajo el sello de Lookout! Records. Ha tocado con bandas como The Influents, Corrupted Morals, Rancid, the Lookouts, Goodbye Harry, y Blatz. Armstrong es un afiliado al Partido Anarquismo Libertario de California, aunque en las últimas elecciones presidenciales de 2004 mostró su apoyo hacia el candidato John Kerry, del Partido Demócrata. En el año del 1994 durante una entrevista explicando el porqué de hacer gira con Pansy Division, se declaró bisexual, diciendo lo siguiente: "Creo que siempre he sido bisexual. Quiero decir, es algo en lo que siempre he estado interesado. Creo que todo el mundo tiene fantasías con gente de su mismo sexo. Pienso que todo el mundo nace siendo bisexual, y es algo que nuestros padres y la sociedad nos quieren quitar de la cabeza. Dicen que es tabú. Nos meten en la cabeza que es malo y yo creo que no es malo del todo. Es una cosa muy bonita". Billie Joe ha usado un amplificador Marshall Superlead modificado, y en el pasado Hiwatt. La mayoría de sus guitarras son Stratocasters, pero recientemente ha estado usando Les Paul Juniors desde la grabación de Warning. Billie Joe recibió su primera guitarra, una Fender Stratocaster llamada '"Blue" a la edad de once años, como regalo de su padre, antes de morir. Se carecteriza por ser una guitarra azul celeste forrada con papel de periódico y pegatinas y tener las letras "BJ" escritas en rojo con pintura y estar arreglada con cinta aislante en una parte, tras una caída. Desde entonces usó esa guitarra para sus primeros albumes y algunos vídeos (Basket Case, Stuck With Me, Longview, Geek Stink Breath y Minority). Billie ha hecho varias réplicas de esa guitarra y las usa en la mayoría de sus conciertos. También posee una guitarra personalizada construida con piezas de otras guitarras a la que llama "Frankenstein".

  Mike Dirnt :

Es el hijo de una pareja de heroinómanos que lo dieron en adopción a una pareja formada por un programador y una nativa americana que odiaba al hombre blanco, pero le amaba a él. Sus padres adoptivos se separaron cuando este tenía siete años y el se fue a vivir, primero con su padre, y luego con su hermana biológica y su madre adoptiva.A los 13 años su hermana se fue de casa a buscarse la vida, pues vivían bajo los límites de la pobreza. Un día su madre trajo a casa a un hombre que se convirtió en su padrastro. Más tarde su madre los abandonó y Mike se apegó a éste, y haciendo grandes amigos aprendió, según él, todo lo que hay que saber de la vida, de él, aunque este murió cuando él tenía 17 años.Decidió emanciparse a los 15 años, alquilando una habitación a Ollie, la madre de Billie Joe, y más tarde en una casa punk-okupa, manteniéndose trabajando de cocinero, y los fines de semana él y Billie dormían en los proyectos sociales de Gilman Street. A pesar de las adversidades, nunca dejó el instituto John Swett y casi no le dejaron obtener el título de graduado ante la dejadez de su madre al olvidar firmar la matrícula. Se graduó (mientras Billie fue expulsado) y asistió a un curso de universidad que no terminó.Fue en ese tiempo cuando Billie y él se mudaron definitivamente a la casa okupa de Oakland.Conoció a Billie Joe Armstrong en 1982, un par de meses antes de que el padre de éste muriera. Mike fundó Sweet Children con Billie, y luego Green Day en 1989. La primera conversación entre Billie y Mike trató sobre música.A Mike Dirnt le pusieron su seudónimo en el colegio, cuando hacía como si tocase el bajo. Hacía el sonido del bajo y sonaba algo así como "Dirnt, dirnt, dirnt" así que los niños le pusieron Mike Dirnt, que es su nombre artístico hoy en día.Mike tocaba anteriormente un bajo Gibson G-3, pero durante Nimrod, Billie Joe se compró un bajo de precisión Fender Precision Bass. Mike pidió a Fender si le podían fabricar un bajo P-bass personalizado y el resultado es el modelo 55' P-bass de 2004.Mike también es bajista en otra banda, The Frustrators. Sólo tocan cuando todos los miembros pueden juntarse. Fue el bajista de Screeching Weasel en el álbum How to Make Enemies and Irritate People, y fue vocalista en el debut de Squirtgun (también de Lookout).Mike se casó con su novia Anastasia en 1996 y tuvieron una hija llamada Estelle-Desiree (abril 1997), que también significa "Estrella" en Alemán, lo que también se relaciona con su extraña obsesión por éstas. Se divorciaron en 1999 por la presión que la banda ejercía sobre su matrimonio. A pesar de ello, todavía son buenos amigos y Mike visita frecuentemente a su hija. Después de esto, se volvió a casar en 2004, pero su mujer le dejó un par de meses después de que acabasen de grabar el disco American Idiot.

Tré Cool :

Tré Cool nació con el nombre de pila Frank Edwin Wright III. Aunque nació en Alemania, pues su padre estaba destinado allí como miembro de la Fuerza Aérea creció en una zona rural conocida como Iron Peak, a 25 km del pueblo más cercano, Laytonville, California. Al cumplir 14 años, se mudó con su familia a Willits, California. Su padre, un veterano de la Guerra de Vietnam, trabajaba como albañil en la zona de Iron Peak, y construyó la casa de Lawrence Livermore, su vecino más cercano, y fundador de Lookout Records. Éste fue el que apodó a Tré así, significando Tré '"'Muy", en francés, y Cool "Genial" en inglés. Cuando tenía 12 años, se unió a la banda de Lawrence, the Lookouts. Muchos de sus conciertos fueron en en la zona punk de Berkeley, Gilman Street. En 1988, Tré tocó en un concierto en una fiesta de instituto con su banda y otra llamada Sweet Children, quienes luego cambiaron su nombre a Green Day. Fue en este concierto cuando Green Day firmó su contrato con Lookout! Records. The Lookouts y Green Day tocaron a menudo juntos en los siguientes dos años, pero The Lookouts se separaron en 1990, y fue entonces cuando Tré entró a Green Day como sustituto de Al Sobrante, que había dejado la banda para ir a la universidad. En marzo de 1995, Tré se casó con Lisa Lyons, y tuvieron una hija, Ramona (nacida el 9 de enero de 1995). Dos años después se divorciaron amistosamente. Tré se volvió a casar en el 2000 con su nueva novia, Claudia, y tuvieron un hijo Frankito, nacido en 2001. Se divorciaron en 2003, pero todavía viven juntos en Oakland, California, por el hijo que tienen en común. Tré ha salido con Torry Castellano (Donna C. de The Donnas), pero rompieron. También es el padrino de ambos hijos de Billie Joe Armstrong, Joseph y Jakob. En los primeros álbumes, usó una batería DW. Desde Warning Tré tiene su propia línea de instrumentos Slingerland. Recientemente, según la revista Drum Magazine, ahora toca con una batería Ludwig, según él "Suena como un instrumento". Batería:22"x18" bass drum 14"x6.5" Ludwig Black Beauty Brass Super Sensitive snare 14"x11" rack tom 16"x16" floor tom 18"x16" floor tom A tambourine. Platillos (De izquierda a derecha): Zildjian K/Z 14" Special Hi-hat (K Hi-hat on top, Z Dyno Beat on the bottom) Zildjian K 19" Dark Medium Thin Crash Zildjian A 19" Medium Thin Crash Zildjian A 22" Ping Ride Zildjian K 20" Crash/Ride (centre right) Zildjian FX 20" Oriental Classic China. Drumheads: Snare: REMO Coated Emperor X (Batter), REMO Ambassador Snare Side Hazy (Resonant) Toms: REMO Coated Emperors (Batter), REMO Clear Ambassadors (Resonant) Bass drum: REMO Powerstroke 3 with a REMO Falam Slam Pad (back), Ebony Powerstroke 3 drum head with the American Idiot logo (front) Drumsticks: Zildjian Tré Cool Artist Series. Hardware: DW. Tré, al igual que Mike Dirnt, tiene un papel menor en las letras. Ha sido autor de pocas letras de los discos editados de la banda, como Dominated Love Slave (en Kerplunk!), All by Myself (canción escondida en Dookie) o "Rock and Roll Girlfriend" (cuarta parte de "Homecoming", canción del último álbum de la banda "American Idiot"). Ha escrito letras para canciones que no forman parte de ningún álbum, y son consideradas "rarezas", como "Food Around the Corner" o "Like a rat does cheese". Tré no solo sabe tocar la batería, también sabe tocar la guitarra (en las presentaciones en vivo de sus canciones él se encarga de esto y Billie Joe Armstrong pasa a la batería) y el acordeón.

Jason White :

Jason conoció a Billie Joe cuando se mudó a California. Se volvieron buenos amigos al poco tiempo y empezaron una compañía disquera llamada Adelina Records junto a Adrienne Armstrong (la esposa de Billie Joe), Jim Thiebaud y Lynn Parker. Además de la disquera Jason y Billie Joe tienen una banda donde tocan juntos llamada Pinhead Gunpowder, donde Jason toca la guitarra y canta. Se unió a Pinhead gunpowder en 1995 para reemplazar a Mike Kersh. En el álbum "Shoot the Moon" escribió "Cabot Gal". Jason y el bajista Bill Schneider quisieron probar algo nuevo y reclutaron al hermano de Bill, Greg Schneider (para voces y guitarra) y a Willie Samuels (batería) de la banda The Receivers, para así formar The Influents. Jason y Greg comenzaron a escribir canciones y a compartir las actividades como vocalista, a veces colaborando entre ellos y otras trayendo sus propias composiciones. Después de tomarse un año y pico para trabajar y tocar juntos, y con pocos show en vivo, fueron a un estudio de grabación para grabar y producir su álbum debut: "Check please", en el verano de 2000. Se sorprendieron por las buenas críticas que el disco estaba obteniendo en la prensa y las revistas en el mundo entero. En ese año "Check please" estuvo en los Top 5 en la Rolling Stone y en los 10 mejores vendidos en la cadena local Rasputin.Al poco tiempo Billie Joe necesitó ayuda en un álbum y fue así como Jason pasó a ser la segunda guitarra de Green Day en Warining para así agregar un sonido más rico. Cuando se le pregunto a Billie Joe al respecto dijo: "Bueno, necesitábamos diferentes capas en algunas de esas canciones. Es difícil ser una banda de tres miembros algunas veces. Tienes tus limitaciones. De esta forma, Jason puede tocar acústico el ecléctico cuando lo necesitamos". Si con eso no era suficiente luego tocó con Green Day en los tours Pop Disaster, Warning y American Idiot. A Green Day le debe gustar mucho este muchacho ya que apareció en dos de sus videos: en When I Come Around, es el muchacho besando a su novia (lo era en aquel entonces) junto al auto mientras que un hombre los está mirando, y en Wake Me Up When September Ends, su más reciente video. Por más que toca con Green Day le gusta mantenerse fuera de la atención. él afirma: "Sólo soy doy una mano a la banda, se trata sólo de ellos tres". Mucha gente se pregunta, y otros afirman, si ahora es el cuarto miembro de la banda, pero eso no es verdad y no se planea que vaya a ser así tampoco. Billie Joe dijo: "él estará tocando con nosotros por este tour, pero no vamos a ser una banda de cuatro miembros a partir de ahora.". Jason va a seguir trabajando con Green Day mientras estén en el tour American Idiot, después se va a grabar nuevo material con The Influents.

Jason Freese :

Jason Jeremy Freese nació el  12 de Enero de 1975  en Orange County, CA, USA. Es casado. Toca diferentes instrumentos : Guitarra, Acordeón, Batería, Trombón y coro. Jason tocó en muchas otras bandas como: Goo Goo Dolls, Joe Walsh, Liz Phair, Dr. Dre, Busta Rhymes y Mighty Mighty Bosstones. Jason toco en los nuevos álbumes de Queens Of The Stone age y Weezer.
 

  Ronnie Blake :

Ronnie Blake nació el 23 de mayo de 1972 en London, England. Estudió en el  Cal State Northridge. Ganó un International Trumpet Guild's Mock Orchestra Audition en 1992 . Se unió con Green Day para grabar American Idiot . Aparece en Bullet in a Bible. Esta trabajando en un album solista.

 

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Vieron q Green Day fue acusssado por plagio... fueron losss integrantesss d Oasis_ acusssaron a Green Day por el plagio d losss acordesss d su canción "Wonderwall" en "Boulevard of broken dreams"_ La verdad la coincidencia esss mínima, pero el guitarrista y cantante Noel Gallagher acusó de plagio a los realizadores del álbum "American idiot", ya que para él la canción "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" tiene los mismos acordes que su tema "Wonderwall".

Pese a que en otros tiempos el líder de Oasis también utilizó los arreglos del tema "Imagine" para la música de "Don't Look Back In Anger", se mostró muy enojado con los integrantes Green Day y les manifestó que podrían haber esperado a que se muriera para copiarlo.

Es que según el comentario irónico de Gallagher, él por lo menos pide permiso, paga por los temas que roba y no se esconde detrás de una creación ajena, como lo hicieron los miembros del grupo punk. Además agregó que si bien ellos se consideran una banda espectacular, "no podrían ser menos espectaculares ni aunque lo intentaran".

El mayor de los hermanos Gallagher viene agrediendo a Green Day desde que lanzó su última producción, titulada "American Idiot", y arremetió más fuertemente al percatarse del extraordinario parecido entre el arreglo musical de Wonderwall, realizado en 1995, el de "Boulevard of Broken Dreams", lanzado en el 2005, y el de la banda escocesa Travis, titulado "Writing to reach you".

MIREN ESTO :

 

IGUAL ESSSTO NO ESSS NADA ... PORQ COINCIDEN MUY POCOSSS ACORDESSS... NO SE PUEDE DECIR Q ESSS PLAGIO...

Lo q si se puede acusar esss a Panda !!! Sonn una banda muy reconocida ... POR COPIAR CANCIONESSS !!! No esss q copiaron una ... copiaron muchasss ... todasss essstasss ssse puede decir (hasssta aora) :

1.Senses fail - Fall without a parachute. . .Disculpa los malos pensamientos

2.Modern Talking - Doctor For My Heart. . Cita en el quirofano

 3.Fall Out Boy - Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner. . . Descanso / Odiame

4.Plain white t's - A lonely september. .La ropa sucia se lava en casa

5. Okkervil River - The Velocity Of Soul. .El duro camino hacia volver

6.Allister - It's just me. . . En el vaticano

7. Mest - Electric baby. . . El chango de los dos platanos

8. Inspection 12 - Elegy. . . Mi huaracan llevaba tu nombre

9.Green day - Dry ice. . .Miercoles

10.Green day - At the library. . .

11. My chemical romance - It's Not A Fashion. . .Statement Miedo a las alturas

12. Sum 41 - Makes no difference. . . Hola

13. Smashing Pumpkins - Today

14.Bright eyes - Bowl of oranges. . . Las cosas mas bonitas

15. Mxpx - Sickboy. . . Gripa y mundial

16.My Chemical Romance - Drowning Lessons. . . Disculpa los malos pensamientos

17. Wallflowers - I Started A Joke. . . Tanto

18. Goldfinger - Superman (intro). . Oro

19. Girls Repellent - Trip to Ohio. . Christina

20. Bright eyes - Messenger bird's song. . Porque todavia podemos decir una vez mas

21. Allister - Stuck Doble. . . gracias

ESTO SI ESSS PLAGIO_ CHE??? NO SE ABURREN DE COPIAR CANCIONESSS ???

   I hate Panda !!!

                                                                                                                                                                         quedó claro, no ???

                                                                                                                                                                                                         Freaky !!!


 

 

And the last CD ... American Idiot ...

CANCIONESSS :

1- American Idiot

2- Jesus of Suburbia

3- Holiday

4- Boulevard of broken dreams

5- Are we the waiting

6- St. Jimmy

7- Give me novacaine

8- She's a rebel

9- Extraordinary girl

10- Letterbomb

11- Wake me up when September ends

12- Homecoming

13- Whatsername

Letra d "American Idiot" :

Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation that under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Well maybe I'm the fuckhead America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along in the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation controlled by the media.
Information nation of hysteria.
It's going out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alien nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
Convincing them to walk you.

Letra d "Jesus of Suburbia" :

Part I: Jesus of Suburbia

I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of

Soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix
sitting on my crucifix
A living room on my private womb
While the moms and brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
And mary jane
To keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Part II: City of the Damned

At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
city of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
Noone really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really careless

City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
city of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
Noone really seems to careeeeee
HEY!


Part III: I don't care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care X5
I don't careeeeeeeeee

Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrits
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of suburbia

Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care!

Part IV: Dearly Beloved

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse

Part V: Tales of Another Broken Home

To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe

And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist

So I run
I run away

The light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go

Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken HOME

You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...

Letra d "Holiday" :

"Hear the sound of the falling rain"
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who die without a name

"Hear the dogs howlin' out of key"
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protestor has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side

Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around the score of men (Hey!)
A gag, A plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday

"The representative from California has the floor"

Seek out to the president gas-bag
Bombs away is (your punishment)
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticized (your government)
Bang bang goes the broken glass man
Kill all the fags that (don't agree)
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause
Just cause
Because we're all Okay!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday...

Letra d "Boulevard of broken dreams" :

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know were it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Were the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone and I walk a-

My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Till then I'll walk alone

Ah..ah..

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone and I walk a-

My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Till then I'll walk alone

Ah..ah..
I walk alone and I walk a-

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Were the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a-

My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Till then I'll walk alone.

Letra d "Are we the waiting" :

Starry nights, city lights
Coming down over me
Skyscrapers and stargazers
In my head
Are we we are, are we we are the waiting unknown
This dirty town was burning down in my dreams
Lost and found city bound in my dreams

And screaming
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...
And screaming
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...

Forget me nots, second thoughts
Live in isolation
Heads or tails and fairytales in my mind
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting unknown
The rage and love, the story of my life
The Jesus of suburbia is a lie

And screaming
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...
And screaming
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...unknown
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...
And screaming
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...unknown
Are we we are, Are we we are the waiting...unknown.

Letra d "St. Jimmy" :

St. Jimmy's comin' down across the alleyway
Up on the boulevard like a zip code on parade
Light on the sillohette
He's insubordinate
Coming at you on account of wonder
1 , 2, 3,  4

My name is Jimmy and you better not wear it out
Suicide comando that your momma talked about
King of the forty theives
And I'm here to represent
That needle in the vein of the establishment

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

Cigarettes and ramen and a little bag to sell
I am the son of a bitch and Edgar Allen Poe
Raised in the city in the hail of lights
But ain't it worth it that we've been victimized

I'm the patron saint of the denial
With an angel face and a taste for suicidal

You talkin' to me?

I'll give you something to cry about.

ST. JIMMY

My name is St. Jimmy I'm a son of a gun
I am the one that's runaway out of town now
A teenage assasin exucuting some fun
In the cult of the life of crime

I really hate to say it but I told you so
So shut your mouth before I shoot you down old boy
Welcome to the club and give me some blood
And the resident leader at the lost and found

It's comedy and tragedy
It's St. Jimmy
And that's my nameeeeeee
... and don't wear it out!

Letra d "Give me novacaine" :

Take away the sensation inside
Bittersweet migraine in my head
It's like a throbbing toothache of the mind
I can't take this feeling anymore

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensation's overwhelming,
Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright
Tell me that I won't feel a thing
So give me novacaine

Out of body and out of mind
Kiss the demons out of my dreams
I get the funny feeling, that's alright
Jimmy says it's better than air,
I'll tell you why

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensations overwhelming,
Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright,
Tell me that I won't feel a thing,
So give me novacaine

Oh Novacaine

Drain the pressure from the swelling,
The sensations overwhelming
Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alright,
Tell me, Jimmy, I won't feel a thing,
So give me Novacaine.

Letra d "She's a rebel" :

She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's assault of the earth
And she's dangerous
She's a rebel
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
From Chicago to Toronto
She's the one that they
Call 'ol whatsername
She's the symbol
Of resistance
And she's holding on my
Heart like a hand grenade
Is she dreaming
What I'm thinking
Is she the mother of all bombs
Gonna detonate
Is she trouble
Like I'm trouble
Make it a double
Twist of fate
Or a melody that

She sings of revolution
The dawning of our lives
She brings this liberation
That I just can't define
Well nothing comes to mind

She sings of revolution
The dawning of our lives
She brings this liberation
That I just can't define
Well nothing comes to mind

She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's assault of the earth
And she's dangerous
She's a rebel
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction

She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's assault of the earth
And she's dangerous
She's a rebel
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction

She's a rebel
She's a rebel
She's a rebel
And she's dangerous

She's a rebel
She's a rebel
She's a rebel
And she's dangerous.

Letra d "Extraordinary girl" :

She's
an Extraordinary girl
In an ordinary world
And she can't seem to get away

He
Lacks the courage in his mind
Like a child left behind
Like a pet left in the rain

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days she feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She sees the mirror of herself
And image she wants to sell
To anyone willing to buy

He steals the image in her kiss
From her heart's apocalypse
From the one called whatsername

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days she feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying

She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days she feels like dying
Some days it's not worth trying
Now that they've pulled the fun in
She gets so sick of crying

She's
An Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl
An Extraordinary girl.

Letra d "Letterbomb" :

Nobody likes you...
Everyone left you...
They're all out without you...
Having fun...

Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly's accidental high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
You're fucking only along for the ride

Where have all the riots gone?
As your city's model gets pulverized
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse

The television's an obstructionist
And you don't even know that you exist
Stand still wish to die
You better run for your fucking life

It's not over 'till your underground
It's not hope before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not hope before it's too late

There's nothing left to analyze

Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself?
And where will we all go when it's too late?

And don't look back

You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
The St. Jimmy's opinion of
Your father's raise and your mother's love
That's made the idiot America

It's not over 'till your underground
It's not hope before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not hope before it's too late

She said I can't take this place
I'm leaving it behind

Well she said I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight.

Letra d "Wake me up when September ends" :

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars

Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost

Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began

Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars

Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost

Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends.

Letra d "Homecoming" :

Part I: The Death of St. Jimmy

My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming come
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
You taught me how to live
In the streets of shame
Where you've lost your dreams in the rain
There's no sign of hope
The stems and seeds of the last of the dope
There's a glow of light
The St. Jimmy is the spark in the night
Bearing gifts and trust
A fixture in the city of lust
What the hell's your name?
What's your pleasure what is your pain?
Do you dream to much?
Do you think what you need is a crutch
In the crowd of pain.
St. Jimmy comes without any shame
He says "we're fucked up"
But we're not the same
And mom and dad are the ones you can blame

Jimmy died today
He blew out his brains into the bay
In the state of mind
Is my own private suicide


Part II: East 12th ST.

Well nobody cares
Well nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Well nobody cares
Well nobody cares
Does anyone care if nobody cares?
Jesus filling out paperwork now
At the facility on East 12th st.
He's not listened to a word now
He's in his own world
And he's daydreaming
He'd rather be doing something else now
Like cigarettes and coffee with the under belly
His life's on the line with anxiety now
And she had enough
And he had plenty

Somebody get me out of here
Anybody get me out of here
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here

So far away
I don't want to stay
Get me out of here right now
Just wanna be free
Is there a responsibility
Get me out of here right now
This lifelike dream ain't for me

Part III: Nobody likes you!

*written by Mike

I fell asleep while watching Spike TV
After 10 cups of coffee
And your still not here
Dreaming of a song
But something went wrong
And you can't tell anyone
'Cause noone's here
Left me here alone
And I should've stayed home
After 10 cups of coffee
I'm thinking were'd you go
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun
Where'd you go?
Everyone left you
Nobody likes you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun
Where'd you go?

Part IV Rock and roll girlfriend
*written and sung by Tré

I got a rock and roll band
I got a rock and roll life
I got a rock and roll girlfriend
And another ex-wife
I got a rock and roll house
I got a rock and roll car
I plat the shit out the drums
And I can play the guitar
I got a kid in New York
I got a kid in the bay
I haven't drank or smoked nothin'
In over 22 days
So get off my case
Off of my case
Off of my case

Part V: We're coming home again

Here they come marching down the street
Like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat
Coming back from the edge of town
Underneath their feet
The time has come and it's going nowhere
Nobody ever said that life was fair now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
In the summer heat
The world is spinning
Round and round
Out of control again
From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down
So send my love a letterbomb
And visit me in hell
We're the ones going

Home
We're coming home again

I started fuckin' running
As soon as my feet touched ground
We're back in barrio
And to you and me, that's jingle town

That's home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
Home
We're coming home again
(NO FUCKING CONTROL I NEED IT I KNOW...)
Home
We're coming home again

Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out with out you
Havin' fun...

Letra d "Whatsername" :

Thought I ran into you down on the street
Then it turned out to only be a dream
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been

Seems that she disappeared without a trace
Did she ever marry 'ol Whatshisface
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how Whatsername has been

Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago
Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago

The regrets are useless
In my mind
She's in my head
I must confess
The regrets are useless
In my mind
She's in my head
From so long ago
Go--go--go--

And in the darkest
If my memory serves me right
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting you, but not the time...

     Terminé ... Whoa!!!

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CANCIONESSS :

1- Suffocate

2- Desensitized

3- You lied

4- Outsider

5- Don't wanna fall in love

6- Espionage

7- I want to be in T.V

8- Scumbag

9- Tired of waiting for you

10- Sick of me

11- Rotting

12- Do Da Da

13- On the wagon

14- Ha Ha You're dead

Letra d "Suffocate" :

3 AM, I'm drunk again,
My head is standing underneath my puke,
So make it stop, I'm getting off.
Make it stop, I'm getting off.
Sedatives and dizzy spells
And feeling like a salad in my puke,
So make it stop, I'm getting off.
Make it stop I'm getting off.
Well, slipped into a coma once again.
Where's my organ donor?
Lend a hand.
So when you think you're all alone,
No one's left to come around,
Drop like flies and empathize,
Cause I know that I will someday,
And I know that I will suffocate,
Suffocate, suffocate, suffocate.
One night stands and cheap regrets,
I take another drag off of my cigarette,
So stop, I'm getting off.
Make it stop, I'm getting off.
One last stop for one track mind,
Just give me shelter, give me give me something.
Make it stop, I'm getting off.
Make it stop, I'm getting off.
Well, slipped into a coma once again.
Where's my organ donor?
Lend a hand.
So when you think you're all alone,
No one's left to come around,
Drop like flies and empathize,
Cause I know that I will someday,
And I know that I will suffocate,
Suffocate, suffocate, suffocate.

So when you think you're all alone,
No one's left to come around,
Drop like flies and empathize,
Cause I know that I will someday,
And I know that I will suffocate,
Cause I know that I will someday,
And I know that I will suffocate,
Suffocate, suffocate, suffocate

Letra d "Desensitized" :

Clenching my teeth tight
My head is like a sponge
Give it to me free
I wanna get ripped off
And drown in the airwaves
Another fatal wreck
On the information highway
So go ahead and kill yourselves
It all amuses me
For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell
Another wise ingrate
Bring me blood and pain
Of a stranger's fate
Give it all away
Give it to me now
I'm desensitized
I wanna watch the bomb
Blow the masses high
I wanna get ripped off
And drown in the airwaves
Another fatal wreck
On the information highway
So go ahead and kill yourselves
It all amuses me
For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell
Another wise ingrate
Bring me blood and pain
Of a stranger's fate
Give it all away
I wanna get ripped off
And drown in the airwaves
Another fatal wreck
On the information highway
So go ahead and kill yourselves
It all amuses me
For I'll be damned to spend my life in hell
Another wise ingrate.

Letra d "You lied" :

You gotta problem you just can't hide
Compulsive habits that never seem to die
Your breath has taken up all the air
Your teeth are rotting
To black holes in your head
Well reality is due
What you say just can't be true
When the story is streched and so far-fetched
That you're lacking an excuse

You Lied...

Your mother allowed you
for just one white lie
But now she's dead
and she left you with a problem
Pinocchio has pierced your tongue
Your nose is growin
into the 3rd dimension
Well reality is due
What you say just can't be true
When the story is stretched
And so far-fetched
That you're lacking an excuse

You Lied...

Well reality is due
What you say just can't be true
When the story is stretched
And so far-fetched
That you're lacking an excuse

You Lied...

Letra d "Outsider" :

Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
everything you know
everything you know
it disturbs me so

Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Everything you know
Everything you know
It disturbs me so

Everybody's gotta push me
Push me around
Everybody tryed to put me
Tryed to put me down

I messed up everyone
I've already had all my fun
More troubles are gonna come
I've already had all my fun
Oh yeah yeah yeah

Everybody try to push me
Push me around
Everybody try to put me
Try to put me down

Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Oh I'm an outsider outside of everything
Everything you know
Everything you know
It disturbs me so.

Letra d "Don't wanna fall in love" :

Don't want to have you hangin,
Around me like a leech.
I think you're just a problem,
So stay the hell away from me because I don't believe in you.
And I wanna sit here all my life alone.
This may sound a little rough,
Don't wanna fall in love.
Don't need security.
I ain't no dog without a bone.
Don't have no time for love.
So stay the fuck away from me because I don't believe in you,
And I wanna sit here all my life alone.
This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.

This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.
This may sound a little rough.
Don't wanna fall in love.
This may sound a little fucked.
Don't wanna fall in love.

Letra d "Espionage" :

(Instrumental song)

Letra d "I want to be in T.V" :

Want to be a TV boy.
Want to be on Solid Gold.
Want to date a millionaire.
Want to make people stare.

I want to be on TV.
Want people to know me.
I want to be on TV.

Started out in 54
Gonna be an omnivore.
Want to make people dance.
Gonna take off my pants.

I want to be on TV.
Want people to know me.
I want to be on TV.

On a magazine.
Gonna have some free cocaine.
Want to wear my Calvin Kleins.
Then the world will be all mine.

I want to be on TV.
Want people to know me.
I want to be on TV.

Letra d "Scumbag" :

You come around every now and then
Your clothes are different,
but you're still the same
Why else would you come here?
Scumbag on a mission

You're telling me it's been a while
Shinning a grin and a brand new life
Somebodys let you come here
Scumbag with ambission

Never though I'd see the like of you around this place
What's the special occasion?
Did you run outta friends?

Hear you are, come around again
Things are different butcha still pretend
You gotta reason to come here?
Scumbag with ambission

And, you're telling me, things will change
And you'll leaving in a couple days
You're gonna change the world someday
Scumbag with a vision

It must be nice to know you got it all figured out
From the wear of sin
It's the same thing again and again

Have you ever stopped and thinked,
before you opened up your mouth?
Beacuase everytime you do,
It's the same thing again and again.

Letra d "Tired of waiting for you" :

So tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
So tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
I was a lonely soul, I had nobody ‘till I met you.
But you, keeping me waiting, all of the time
What can I do?

It's your life, and you can do what you wanna do.
Do what you like, but please don't keep me waitin'
Please don't keep me waitin',
Cuz im so tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
So tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
I was a lonely soul, I had nobody ‘till I met you.
But you, keeping me waiting, all of the time
What can I do?

It's your life, and you can do what you wanna do.
Do what you like, but please don't keep me waitin'.
Please don't keep me waitin'.

Cuz im so tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
So tired, tired of waiting, tired of waiting for you.
For you
For you.

Letra d "Sick of me" :

Why can't you just admit it, you've had it, you're
sick of me
You're fed up with all my bad habits, you're
sick of me
To your lies you've become so desensitized
sick of me
Lost regrets and you say that your mad at me
sick of me
Wonderin' out the door
I am on to you
Your comin' back for more
Am I losing you?
Like a dog that just pissed on your barbecue
sick of me
Losin' faith and you still don't know what to do
sick of me
Losin' health and now you hate everything and you're
sick of me
It's a waste but we still keep on tryin' you're
sick of me
Wonderin' out the door
I am on to you
Your comin' back for more
Am I losing you?
So you got your problems
So you got it alright
Do you have a conscience?
Do you have a reason?
Well I'm sick of you too.
Wonderin' out the door
I am on to you
Your comin' back for more
Am I losing you?

Letra d "Rotting" :

I'm rotting inside
My flesh turns to dust
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
I'm so sick to death
Tumors in my head
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
Black rose of death
In my fist I clutch
Thorns shred my finger tips
And drips toxic blood
Kiss me one last time
Wipe off my sweat
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
As my bones they rust
20 pounds of trust
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
Black rose of death
In my fist I clutch
Thorns shred my finger tips
And drips toxic blood
I'm rotting inside
My flesh turns to dust
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
Kiss me one last time
Wipe off my sweat
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear
Whisper, "are you dying?" in my ear.

Letra d "Do Da Da" :

Every time I'm fallin' down
You take the reprecussions
Headaches and anxieties
Advancing my frustrations
Rushings of my depression
Sacrifice everything
Waste with me into nothing
Well now you're stuck with me
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Hand up your soul to my wrist
And I'll vow my trust to you
Moving here I always thought
I realized you've imagined
Rushings of my depression
Sacrifice everything
Waste with me into nothing
Well now you're stuck with me
Stuck with me
Stuck with me

Rushings of my depression
Sacrifice everything
Waste with me into nothing
Well now you're stuck with me
Stuck with me
Stuck with me.

Letra d "On the wagon" :

Sometimes it gets real hard,
And I need some kind of output.
For input twice the size of my one inch mind.
So slap me on the hand.
Put it right back down my pants.
Turn me right around.
Kick me in the ass.

Well today I say sweet things,
But tomorrow,
I'll be making up excuses,
For my actions ‘cuz it's been so long,
Since I've been in love.
That special kind of feeling.
Guess my best excuse.
I'm on the wagon again.

Well today I say sweet things,
But tomorrow,
I'll be making up excuses,
For my actions ‘cuz it's been so long,
Since I've been in love.
That special kind of feeling.
Guess my best excuse.
I'm on the wagon again.

Well I got no real excuse.
I'm on the wagon again.
OH YEAH!

Letra d "Ha Ha You're dead" :

How do you get your sleep at night?
How did you get your noose so tight?
Like chewing on tinfoil, it's so much fun
Gonna be dead before your gone

Cause look how things have gotten
And I'll be happy so I won't pretend
And I'll be cheering that you're going down
And I'll be laughing, I'll be laughing

How many feelings can you steal?
Gotta be part of your appeal
I can see through you cause you're wearing thin
Like chewing on tinfoil once again

Ha Ha you're dead
And I'm so happy
In loving memory
Of your demise

When your ship is going down
I'll go out and paint the town
Ha Ha you're dead
Ha Ha you're dead
Ha Ha you're dead

(ha ha ha)

Ha Ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an asshole
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by and watch you drown

Ha Ha you're dead
You're gonna be dead
Just remember what I said
Ha Ha you're dead
Ha Ha you're dead
Ha Ha you're dead.

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Vamosss con International Superhits !!!

CANCIONESSS :

1- Maria

2- Poprocks & coke

3- Longview

4- Welcome to paradise

5- Basket case

6- When I come around

7- She

8- J.A.R.

9- Geek Stink Breath

10- Brain Stew

11- Jaded

12- Walking contradiction

13- Stuck with me

14- Hitchin' a ride

15- Good riddance  (Time of your life)

16- Redundant

17- Nice guys finish last

18- Minority

19- Warning

20- Waiting

21- Macy's day parade

Letra d "Maria" :

She smashed the radio
with the board of education
turn up the static left of
the state of the nation

Turn up the flame
step on the gas
burning the flag at half mast
she's a rebel's forgotten son
an export of the revolution

She is the first voice
of the last ones in the line
she'll drag the lake
to keep the vendetta alive

Bring in the head of the government
the dog ate the document
somebody shot the President
and no one knows where Maria went?

Maria,
Maria,
Maria, where did you go?...

Be careful what your offering
your breath lacks the conviction
drawing the line in the dirt
because the last decision.. is no!

Letra d "Poprocks & coke" : 

Wherever you go
You know I'll be there
If you go far,
You know I'll be there
I'll go anywhere,
So I'll see you there
You place the name
You know I'll be there
You name the time
You know I'll be there
I'll go anywhere
So I'll see you there

I don't care if you don't mind
I'll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I'll be there for you

Where there's truth
You know I'll be there
Amongst the lies
You know I'll be there
I'll go anywhere
So I'll see you there

I don't care if you don't mind
I'll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I'll be there for you

If you should fall
You know I'll be there
To catch the call
You I'll be there
I'll go anywhere
So I'll see you there

I don't care if you don't mind
I'll be there not far behind
I will dare
Keep in mind
I don't care
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you.

Letra d "Longview" :

Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on
Change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I'm sick of all the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm fucking lazy

Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit

Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
I'm feeling like a DOG IN HEAT
Barred indoors from the summer street
I locked the door to MY OWN CELL
And I lost the key

Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!!
And I smell like shit

I GOT NO MOTIVATION
WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION
NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION
SMOKING MY INSPIRATION

Sit around and watch the phone,but no one's calling
Call me pathetic,call me WHAT YOU WILL
My mother says to get a job
But she don't like the one SHE'S got
When mastur bation's lost its fun
You're fucking lazy

Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn BORED
I'm going blind
And loneliness has to suffice
Bite my lip and close my eyes
I was slipping away to paradise
Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND."
But it's just a myth.

Letra d "Welcome to paradise" :

Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since that I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

Dear mother,
Can you hear me laughing
It's been six whole months since
Since that I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise.

Letra d "Basket case" :

Do you have the time
to listen to me whine
About NOTHING and EVERYTHING
all at once
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools
Neurotic to the bone
No doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
SHE says it's lack of sex
that's bringing me down
I went to a whore
HE said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
it's bringing HER down

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Uh,yuh,yuh,ya

Grasping to CONTROL
So I BETTER hold on

Sometimes I give myself the CREEPS
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm CRACKING UP
Am I just PARANOID?
Or am I just STONED.

Letra d "When I come around " :

I heard you crying loud,
all the way across town
You've been searching for that someone,
and it's me out on the prowl
As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself
Don't get lonely now
Dry your whining eyes
I'm just roaming for the moment
Sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight
you been thinking about ditching me

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around

I heard it all before
So don't knock down my door
I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser
to try and slag me down because I know I'm right
So go do what you like
Make sure you do it wise
You may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing
was ever there

You can't go forcing something if it's just
not right

No time to search the world around
Cause you know where I'll be found
When I come around
When I come around.

Letra d "She " :

She...
She screams in silence
A sullen riot penetrating through her mind
We...
Wait for a sign
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control

Are you locked up in a world
Thats been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?

Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you

She...
She's figured out
All her doubts were someone else's point of view
We...
Walking up this time
To smash the silence with the brick of self-control

Are you locked up in a world
Thats been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?

Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you

EHHHHHH,AHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Are you locked up in a world
Thats been planned out for you?
Are you feeling like a social tool without a use?

Scream at me until my ears bleed
I'm taking heed just for you.

Letra d "J.A.R." :

My friend drove off the other day,
And now he's gone and all they say,
Is you gotta live cause life goes on
But now I see i'm mortal too
I can't live my life like you
Gotta live it up while life goes on

And I think it's alright
That I do what I like cause that's the way I wanna live
And so I give
And i'm still giving


And now I wonder about my friend
If he gave all he could give
Cause he lived his life like I live mine
If you could see inside my head
Then you'd start to understand
The things I value in my heart

You know that,
I know that,
Your watching me


Gotta make a plan
Gotta do what's right
Can't run around in circles
If you wanna build a life
But I don't wanna make a plan
For a day far away
While i'm young and while i'm able
All I wanna do is...

Letra d "Geek Stink Breath" :

I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face.

Letra d "Brain Stew" :

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go.

Letra d "Jaded" :

Somebody keep my balance
I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

I'm taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We're gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere.

Letra d "Walking contradiction" :

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb

Standards set and broken all the time
Control the chaos behind a gun
Call it as I see it even if
I was born deaf, blind and dumb
Losers winning big on the lottery
Rehab rejects still sniffing glue
Constant refutation with myself
I'm a victim of a catch 22

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right.

Letra d "Stuck with me " :

I'm not part of your elite
I'm just alright
Class structure waving colors
Bleeding from my throat
Not subserviant to you I'm just alright
Down classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter
'Cause it's alright
Find another pleasure fucker
Drag them down to hell

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright.

Letra d "Hitchin' a ride" :

Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour.
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well.
The well that inebriates the guilt.
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.

Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow.
Fermented salmonella poison oak no

There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Troubled times, you know i can not lie.
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride.

There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up,  I say Shy!

Letra d "Good riddance (Time of your life) " :

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while. 

 It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

Letra d "Redundant" :

We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.

Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak.

Letra d "Nice guys finish last" :

Nice guys finish last.
You're running out of gas.
Your sympathy will get you left behind.
Sometimes you're at your best, when you look the worst.
Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane.
I'm so fucking happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you were such a funny guy.

Oh nice guys finish last, when you are the outcast.
Don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine.

Living on command.
You're shaking lots of hands.
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need.
Bit the hand that feeds.
You kill your memory.

Letra d "Minority" :

I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

I pledge allegiance
To the underworld
One nation underdog
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung against the mold
Without a doubt, singled out
The only way I know

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep run from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now...
The only way I know

One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence
Of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud"
She screamed unto me
A free for all, fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority, hey!

One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence
Of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud"
She screamed unto me
A free for all, fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority!

Letra d "Warning":

This is a public service announcement this is only a test
emergency evacuation protest
may impair your ability to operate machinery
cant quite tell just what it means to me
keep out of reach of children dont you talk to strangers
get your philosophy from a bumper sticker

Warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
without, alright

Mental homes and safety cell communities
did you remember to pay the utility
caution police sign you'd better not cross
its a cop or am I the one thats really dangerous
Sanitation expiration date question everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

Warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
without, alright

Mental homes and safety cell communities
did you remember to pay the utility
caution police sign you'd better not cross
its a cop or am I the one thats really dangerous
Sanitation expiration date question everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

Warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
say warning live without warning
say warning live without warning

This is a public service anouncement this is only a test

Letra d "Waiting" :

I've been waiting for a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined
For anything...at all
Downtown lights will be shining
On me like a diamond
Ring out under the midnight hour
No one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late ready or not at all

I'm so much closer than
I have ever known...
Wake up

Dawning of a new era
Calling...don't let it catch you falling
Ready or not at all
So close enough to taste it
Almost...I can embrace this
Feeling....on the tip of my tongue

I'm so much closer than
I have ever known...
Wake up
Better thank your lucks stars....

I've been waiting for a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all

Dumbstruck
Colour me stupid
Good luck
You're gonna need it
Where I'm going if I get there...
At all....

Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars...

Letra d "Macy's day parade" :

Today's the Macy's Day parade
The night of the living dead is on it's way
With a credit report for duty call
It's a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin, 10% more free
Red light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
Satifaction guaranteed to you
What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope

When I was a kid, I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
Oh, but I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between thieves and crooks
A lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cuz now I know it's all that I wanted

What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinkin about the only road
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
'Cause now I know it's all that I wanted.

          OKISSS_ BYE...

                 ME CANSE D ESSSSCRIBIR...

                           PERO GREEN DAY SE MERECE MUCHO MÁSSS Q ESSSTO !!!

                                                                                                                      FREAKY !!!  

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CANCIONESSS:

1- Warning

2- Blood,sex and booze

3- Church on sunday

4- Fashion victim

5-Castaway

6- Misery

7- Deadbeat holiday

8- Hold on

9- Jackass

10- Waiting

11- Minority

12- Macy's day parade

13- 86 (Live in Prague)

Letra d "Warning" :

This is a public service announcement
This is only a test
Emergency, evacuation, protest
May impair your ability
To operate machinery
Can't quite tell
Just what it means to me
Keep out of reach of children
Don't you talk to strangers
Get your philosophy from a bumper sticker

Warning, live without warning
Without, alright

Better homes and safety-sealed communities
Did you remember to pay the utility?
Caution: police line
You better not cross
Is the cop or am I
The one that's really dangerous?
Sanitation, expiration date
Pushing everything
Or shut up and be a victim of authority

Warning, live without warning
Without, alright

This is a public service announcement
This is only a test.

 

Letra d "Blood, sex and booze" :

 

Waiting in a room
All dressed up and bound and gagged
Up to a chair
It's so unfair
I don't dare move
For the pain she puts me through
Is what I need
So make it bleed

I'm in distress
Oh mistress, I confess
So do it one more time
These handcuffs are too tight
Well, you know I will obey
So please don't make me pay
For blood, sex, and booze
You give me

Some say I'm disturbed
But it's what I deserve
Another lesson to be learned
From a girl called "Kill"

My head is in the gutter
Thank you sir
Strike up another mandolin
Of discipline
Throw me to the dogs
Let them eat my flesh
Down to the wood
It feels so good.

 

Letra d "Church on Sunday":

 

Today is the first day
Of the rest of our lives
Tomorrow is too late
To pretend everything's all right
Well, I'm not getting any younger
As long as you don't get any older
I'm not gonna state that yesterday
Never was

Bloodshot deadbeat
Will I go to sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes

(When I say)
If I promise to go to church on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me, I'll die for you
And this compromise

I hereby solemnly swear
To tell the whole truth
And nothing but the truth
Is what I'll ever hear from you
Trust is a dirty word
That comes from such a liar
But respect is something I will learn
If you have faith.

Letra d "Fashion victim" :

 

He's a victim of his own time
In his vintage suit and tie
He's a casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
The new seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And follow your dress codes

What's in a name, hey!

She's a scented magazine
Lookin sharp and livin clean
Livin well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
When you're dancing through your wardrobe
Do the anorexa-go-go
Cloaked with style for pedophiles
As your credit card explodes

Well you auctioned off your life
For the most expensive prize
Going once, going twice, it's gone

(youth crew)

What's in a name, hey!
What's in a name, hey!
What's in a name?

 

Letra d "Castaway" :

I'm on a sentimental journey
Into sight and sound
Of no returning
No looking back or down
A conscientious objector
To the war that's in my my mind
I'm leaving in a lurch
And I'm taking back what's mine

I'm on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto Desolation road
Where I'm a...

Castaway, goin' at it alone
Castaway, now I'm on my own
Castaway, goin' at it alone
Castaway, now I'm on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound...
Castaway

I'm ridin' on the night train
And driving stolen cars
Testin' my nerves
Out on the boulevard
Spontaneous combustion
In the corners of my mind
I'm leaving in a lurch
And I'm taking back what's mine.

 

Letra d " Misery" :

Virginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A.
She had a compund fracture in the trunk
It started when she ran away
Thumbs out on the interstate
She hitched a ride to Misery

Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident
He fell into the city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps up on the Haight
Panhandling Misery

And he's gonna get high high high
When he's low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery

Well Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
He ran the drug cartel in Tinsel Town
They found him in a Cadillac
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat
In the name of Misery

Then Gina hit the road to New York City
Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked
She stopped in Vegas to elope
With Virginia and a dope
Who kissed the bride eternally

And they're gonna get high high high
When they're low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery

Well hell's hounds on your trail now once again, boy
It's groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
'Cuz it's not what you make, it's what you leave

And we're gonna get high high high
When we're low low low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said I don't know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery.

 

Letra d "Deadbeat holiday" :

 

Wake up, the house is on fire
And the cat's caught in the dryer
Philosophy's a liar when
Your home is your headstone
Icon is the last chance for hope
When there's no such thing as heroes
Your faith lies in the ditch
That you dug yourself in

Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When the lights are going down

Deadbeat holiday, celebrate your own decay
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
On a noose over your home
Deatbeat holiday, get on your knees and pray
There's a vacant sign that's hanging high
But at least you're not alone

Christmas lights in the middle of August
Grudges come back to haunt us
Your oldest allies
Are your long lost enemies
Grounded in a duplex to find
That you're living on a landmine
Vacation hotspots
Is a cemetary drive

Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When all you wanna do
Is not to give up.

 

Letra d "Hold on" :

 

My mental stability reaches its bitter end
As I step to the edge
Of a shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
Like the pulse of a drum
that hammers on and on
As I reach the break of day
As the sun beats down
On the halfway house
Has my conscience beating
The sound in my ear
The will to persevere
As I reach the break of day

When you've lost all hope
And excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing's left to cling on to
You gotta hold on...
Hold on to yourself

A cry of hope, a plea for peace
And my conscience beating
It's not what I want
For it's all that I need
To reach the break of day
So I run to the edge
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience bleeding
Here lies the truth
The lost treasures of my youth
As I hold to the break of day.

 

Letra d "Jackass" :

 

To know you is to hate you
So loving you must be like suicide
Well I don't mind
If you don't mind
Hell, I am not the one that's gonna die

I guess I just can't listen
To this one-sided conversation again
Well I don't care
If I don't care
No one ever said that life was fair

Well everybody loves a joke
But no one likes a fool
And you're always crackin
The same old lines again
You're well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity

The center of attention
And an honorable mention once again
Congratulations
And salutations
You're a figment of your own imagination

To know you is to bait you
And you fell victim to your own denial
Well I don't mind
If you dont mind
You're was...ting...all...your...time.

 

Letra d "Waiting" :

 

I've been waiting a long time
For this moment to come
I'm destined for anything at all

Downtown lights will be shining
On me, like a new diamond
Ring out, under the midnight hour
Well no one can touch me now
And I can't turn my back
It's too late, ready or not at all

Well I'm so much closer than
I have ever known...
Wake up!

Dawning of a new era
Calling, don't let it catch ya
Falling, ready or not at all
So close, enough to taste it
I can almost embrace this
Feeling, on the tip of my tongue

You better thank your lucky stars

Dumbstruck, colour me stupid
Good luck, you're gonna need it
Where I'm going, if i get there at all

Wake up!
You better thank your lucky stars!

 

Letra d "Minority" :

 

I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

I pledge allegiance
To the underworld
One nation underdog
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung against the mold
Without a doubt, singled out
The only way I know

 

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

Stepped out of the line
Like a sheep run from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now...
The only way I know

One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence
Of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud"
She screamed unto me
A free for all, fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority, hey!

One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence
Of a thousand broken hearts
"For crying out loud"
She screamed unto me
A free for all, fuck 'em all
You are your own sight

‘Cause I want to be the minority
I don't need your authority
Down with the moral majority
'Cause I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority

I want to be the minority!

 

Letra d "Macy's day parade" :

 

Today's the Macy's Day parade
The night of the living dead is on it's way
With a credit report for duty call
It's a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin, 10% more free
Red light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
Satifaction guaranteed to you
What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope

When I was a kid, I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven't got
Oh, but I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between thieves and crooks
A lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
Cuz now I know it's all that I wanted

What's the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinkin about the only road
The one I've never known
And where it goes
And I'm thinkin about a brand new hope
The one I've never known
'Cause now I know it's all that I wanted.

Letra d "86" :

 

What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You´ll never find it now

It´s buried deep with your identity
So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don´t let the dor kick you in the ass

There´s no return from 86
Don´t even try

Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket and
Quickly take the last train
Out of town

                                                Jeje!!! Hasssta la próxima!!!

                                                                                                                           Freaky !!!

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CANCIONESSS:

1- Nice guys finish last

2- Hitchin' a ride

3- The Grouch

4- Redundant

5- Scattered

6- All the time

7- Worry rock

8- Platypus (I hate you)

9- Uptight

10- Last ride in

11- Jinx

12- Haushinka

13- Walking alone

14- Reject

15- Take back

16- King for a day

17- Good riddance (Time of your life)

18- Prosthetic head

Letra d "Nice guys finish last" :

Nice guys finish last.
You're running out of gas.
Your sympathy will get you left behind.
Sometimes you're at your best, when you feel the worst.
Do you feel washed up, like piss going down the drain

Pressure cooker pick my brain and tell me I'm insane.
I'm so fucking happy I could cry.
Every joke can have its truth and now the joke's on you.
I never knew you were such a funny guy.

Oh nice guys finish last, when you run out of gas.
Don't pat yourself on the back you might break your spine.

Living on command.
You're shaking lots of hands.
Kissing up and bleeding all your trust, taking what you need.
Bite the hand that feeds.
You lose your memory and you got no shame.

Letra d "Hitchin' a ride" :

Hey mister, where you headed?
Are you in a hurry?
I need a lift to happy hour.
Say oh no.
Do you brake for distilled spirits?
I need a break as well.
The well that inebriates the guilt.
1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.

Cold turkey's getting stale, tonight I'm eating crow.
Fermented salmonella poison oak no

There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, as say 1, 2. 1, 2, 3, 4.
Troubled times, you know I can not lie.
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride.

There's a drought at the fountain of youth, and now I'm dehydrating.
My tongue is swelling up, I say shit!

Troubled times, you know I can not lie.
I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride.

I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.
I'm hitchin' a ride.

Letra d "The Grouch" :

I was a young boy that had big plans
Now I'm just another shitty old man
I don't have fun and I hate everything
The world owes me, so fuck you

Glory days don't mean shit to me
I drank a six pack of apathy
Life's a bitch and so am I
The world owes me, so fuck you

Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimisitic point of view
Wasted youth and a fistful of ideals
I had a young and optimisitic point of view

I've decomposed, and my gut's getting fat
Oh my god I'm turning out like my dad
I'm always rude, I've got a bad attitude
The world owes me, so fuck you

The wife's a nag and the kid's fucking up
I don't have sex 'cause i can't get it up
I'm just a grouch sitting on the couch
The world owes me, so fuck you

Letra d "Redundant" :

We're living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine's turning to contention,
Like a production line going over and over and over, roller
coaster.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant.
'Cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words.

Choreographed and lack of passion.
Prototypes of what we were.
Went full circle 'til I'm nauseous.
Taken for granted now.
Now I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice.
I'm speechless and redundant, 'cause I love you's not enough.
I'm lost for words, now I cannot speak.

Letra d "Scattered" :

I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
Now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life.
All the songs have been erased.
Guess I've learned from my mistakes.

Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It's all I've got and I'm giving it up to you.

Loose ends tied in knots.
Leaving a lump down in my throat.
Gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another year.
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.
Leaving myself wide open.
Living out a sacrifice.

If you got no one and I've got no place to go, would it be alright?
Could it be alright?

Letra d "All the time" :

All the time, every time I need it.
What's the time?
I'd say the time is right.
Here's to me.
Let's find another reason.
Down the hatch and a bad attitude.
Salud.

Wasting time
Wasting time down a bum fuck road.
And I don't know where the hell it'll go.
Heirlooms and huffing fumes, and I'm picking up the pace
and I'm gonna smash straight into a wall.

All the time.
A "New Year's Resolution"
How soon that we forget.
Doing time.
Loving every minute.
Live it up on another let down.
Salud.

Promises, promises, it was all set in stone, cross my heart and hope to die.
Sugar fix, dirty tricks and a trick question.
Guess i should have read between the lines.
Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick.
Having the time of my life, watching the clock tick.

All the time, where did all the time go?
It's too late to say goodnight.
Time flies when you're having fun, yeah.
Time's up when you work like a dog.
Salud.

Letra d "Worry rock" :

Another sentimental argument and bitter love.
freaked without a kiss again and dragged it through the mud.
Yelling at brick walls and punching windows made of stone.
The worry rock has turned to dust and fallen on our pride.

A knocked down dragged out fight.
Fat lips and open wounds.
Another wasted night and no one will take the fall.

Where do we go from here?
And what did you do with the directions?
Promise me no dead end streets
And I'll guarantee we'll have the road.

Letra d "Platypus (I hate you)" :

Your rise and fall
back up against the wall
what goes around is coming back and haunting you
it's time to quit
cause you ain't worth the shit
under my shoes or the piss on the ground
no one loves you and you know it
don't pretend that you enjoy it or you don't care
cause now i wouldn't lie or tell you all the things you want to hear.
i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you
i heard your sick
sucked on that cancer stick
a throbbing tumor and a radiation high
shit out of luck
and now your time is up
it brings me pleasure just to know your going to die
dickhead,
fuckface,
cock smoking,
mother fucking,
asshole,
dirty twat,
waste of semen, i hope you die hey
red eye, code blue
i'd like to strangle you
and watch your eyes bulge right out of your skull
when you go down
head first into the ground
i'll stand above you just to piss on your grave

Letra d "Uptight" :

I woke up on the wrong side of the floor.
Made, made my way through the front door.
Broke my engagement with myself.
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt.
The future just ain't what it used to be.

I got a new start on a dead end road.
Peaked, peaked out on reaching new lows.
Owe, I paid off all my debts to myself.
Perfect picture of bad health, another notch scratched on my belt.
The future's in my living room.

Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun.
All night, suicide's last call.
I've been uptight all night.
I'm a son of a gun.
Uptight I'm a nag with a gun.

Letra d "Last ride in" :

(Instrumental Song)

Letra d "Jinx" :

I fucked up again it's all my fault.
So turn me around and face the wall.
Read me my rights and tell me I'm wrong.
Until it gets into my thick skull.

A slap on the wrist.
A stab in the back.
Torture me, I've been a bad boy.
Nail me to the cross until you have won.
I lost before I did any wrong.

I'm hexed with regrets and bad luck.
Keep you distance 'cause it's rubbing off.
Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell.
Or earth with me tangled at your feet.
You finally met you nemesis disguised as your fatal long lost love.
So kiss it good bye
Until death do we part.
You fell for a jinx for crying out loud.

Letra d "Haushinka" :

Haushinka is a girl with a peculiar name.
I met her on the eve of my birthday.
Did she know, did she know, before she went away, does she know?
But it's too damn late

This girl has gone far away.
Now she's gone.

All I have now is a memory to date.
A cheap hat and cigarettes, and a peculiar name.
I didn't know, I didn't know, before she went away.
I know now, I know now, and it's too damn late.

Will she ever find her way?
I'm too damn young to be too late, but am I?
Yet again I'm kicking myself, and I'll be here in battle scars, waiting for you.
Waiting for you now.

Letra d "Walking alone" :

Come together like a foot in a shoe
Only this time I think I stuck my foot in my mouth.
Thinking out loud and acting in vain.
Knocking over anyone that stands in my way.

Sometimes I need to apologize.
Sometimes I need to admit that I ain't right.
Sometimes I should just keep my mouth shut, or only say hello.
Sometimes I still feel I'm walking alone.

Walk on eggshells on my old stomping ground,
yet there's really no one left, that's hanging around.
Isn't that another familiar face?
Too drunk to figure out they're fading away.

Letra d "Reject" :

Who the hell are you to tell me what I am
And what's my master plan.
What makes you think that it includes you?
Self-righteous wealth
Stop flattering yourself, 'cause when the smoke clears here I am.
Your reject all-American.

Sucking up you social sect, making you a nervous wreck.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.
You're not my type.
Not my type.

What's the difference between you and me?
I do what I want, and you do what you're told.
So listen up and shut the hell up.
It ain't no big deal.
And I'll see you in hell, 'cause when the smoke clears here I am,
your reject all-American.

Falling from grace, right on my fave.
To hell and back and hell again I've gone.

Letra d "Take back" :

You pushed me once too far again
I'd like to break you fucking teeth.
Stick a knife in the center of your back.
You better grow some eyes in the back of your head.
I fight dirty, just like your looks.
Can't take, can't take, can't take anymore.

Take back, Take back, Take.

The taste of bad blood on the tip of my tongue.
An eye for an eye.
Gun for a gun.

Cold-cocked and I'm taking back what's mine.
Expect it when you're least expecting it.
No loss of love, the smell of regret.
Lights out
Can't take anymore

Take back, Take back, Take back, Take back, Take back.
Shoot!

Letra d "King for a day" :

Started at the age of 4.
My mother went to the grocery store.
Went sneaking through her bedroom door to find something in a size 4.

Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls.
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only.

King for a day, princess by dawn.
King for a day in a leather thong.
King for a day, princess by dawn.
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me.

My daddy threw me in therapy.
He thinks I'm not a real man.
Who put the drag in the drag queen.
Don't knock it until you tried it

Letra d "Good riddance (Time of your life)" :

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to do.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf of good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth, it was worth all the while.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

Letra d "Prosthetic head" :

I see you, down in the front line.
Such a sight for sore eyes, you're a suicide makeover.
Plastic eyes, lookin' through a numbskull.
Self-effaced, what's his face.
You erased yourself so shut up.
You don't let up.

You have a growth that must be treated
Like a severed severe pain in the neck.
You can smell it but you can't see it.
No explanation identified 'cause you don't know.
You don't say.

And you got no reply.
Hey you, where did you come from?
Got a head full of lead, you're a inbred bastard son.
All dressed up, red blooded, a mannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're synthetic.
You're pathetic.

                                                                             Soo long... bye !!!

                                                                                                 Freaky !!!

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CANCIONESSS:

1- Armatage shanks

2- Brat

3- Stuck with me

4- Geek stink breath

5- No pride

6- Bab's uvula who?

7- 86

8- Panic song

9- Stuart and the Ave

10- Brain stew

11- Jaded

12- Westbound song

13- Tight wad hill

14- Walking contradiction

Letra d "Armatage shanks" :

Stranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
I'm Branded...maladjusted
Never trusted anyone
Let alone myself

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot
No meaning...no healing
Self loathing freak and introverted deviot

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

Stranded...lost inside myself
My own worst friend
My own closest enemy
Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot

I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

I'm gettin' pisst
I'm a worthless pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind

Letra d "Brat" :

Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
They're getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell
Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And got my inheritance

Well Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out
My parent's income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I'm a snot nosed slob
Without a job
And I know I darn well should
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
But my future's looking good

Well Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

Well Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last

Letra d "Stuck with me" :

I'm not part of your elite
I'm just alright
Class structure waving colors
Bleeding from my throat
Not subserviant to you I'm just alright
Down classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter
'Cause it's alright
Find another pleasure freaker
Drag them down to heck

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
Well,I know I'm not alright

Letra d "Geek stink breath" :

I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thin white line

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

I'm on a mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple running the rat race
Wish in one hand shoot in the other
And see which one gets filled first

I'm on a roll
No self comtrol
I'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face

Letra d "No pride" :

I'm just a mutt
And nowhere is my home
Where dignity's a land mine
In the school of lost hope
I've panhandled for a life because
I'm not afraid to beg
Hand me down your lost and founds
Of second hand regret

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride

Sects of disconnection
And traditions of lost faith
No culture's worth a stream of piss
Or a bullet in my face
To hell with unity
Separation's gonna kill us all
Torn to shreds and disjointed
Before the final fall

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride

You better swallow your pride
Or you're gonna choke on it
You better digest your values
Because they turn to shit
Honor's gonna knock you down
Before your chance to stand up and fight
I know I'm not the one
I got no pride
I got no pride
Close your eyes and die
I got no pride

Letra d "Bab's uvula who? " :

I've got a knack for freaking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up
Killed my composure and it will never come back
Loss of control and I get myelf all wound up
Blown out of proportion again
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up
Spontaneous combustion panic attack
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

I've got a knack for freaking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up

I lose myself and I'm all wound up
Petulance and I'm all wound up
I lose control and I'm all wound up
I lose myself and I'm all wound up

Letra d "86" :

What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You'll never find it now
It's buried deep with your identity

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the butt

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket
And quickly take the last train out of town

So stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't ket the door kick you in the butt

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try...

Letra d "Panic song" :

Ready for a cheap escape
On the brink of self destruction
Widespread panic
Broken glass inside my head
Bleeding down these thoughts of
Anguish... mass confusion

The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shoot
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care

There's a plague inside of me
Eating at my disposition
Nothing's left
Torn out of reality
Into a state of no opinion
Limp with hate

The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shoot
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care

I wanna jump out!

Letra d "Stuart and the Ave" :

Standing on the corner of
Stuart and the Avenue
Ripping up my transfer
And a photograph of you
You're a blur of my dead past
and rotting existence
As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance

Well,Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up

Seasons change as well as minds
And I'm a two faced clown
You're mommy's little nightmare
Driving daddy's car around
I'm beat down and half brain dead
The long lost king of fools
I may be dumb
But I'm not stupid enough to stay with you

Well,Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up

Well,Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up

All fucked up...
All fucked up...

Letra d "Brain stew" :

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
freaked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
freaked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

Letra d "Jaded" :

Somebody keep my balance
I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

I'm taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a freaked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We're gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution killed it all
I found my place in nowhere

Letra d "Westbound song" :

Boxed up
All of her favorite things
Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale
Big plans and leaving friends and
A westbound sign
Weighed out
Her choices on a scale
Prevailing nothing made sense
Just transportation and a
Blank decision...

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

No time and no copping out
She's burning daylight and petrol
Blacked out the rearview mirror
Heading westward on
Strung out
On confusion road
And ten minute nervous breakdowns
Xanex a beer for thought
And she determined...

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

Is it salvation?
Or an escape from discontent?
Will she find her name
In the California cement?
Punched out of the grind
That punched her one too many times...
Is tragedy 2000 miles away?

She's taking off
Taking off...
Taking off...
Taking off...

Letra d "Tight wad hill" :

Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks for speedballs
One more night

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

Drugstore hooligan
Another white trash mannequin
On display to rot up on the hill
Living out a lie
But having the time of his life
Hating every minute of his existance

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill

Letra d "Walking contradiction" :

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit's so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart butt but I'm playing dumb

Standards set and broken all the time
Control the chaos behind a gun
Call it as I see it even if
I was born deaf, blind and dumb
Losers winning big on the lottery
Rehab rejects still sniffing glue
Constant refutation with myself
I'm a vicitm of a catch 22

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

Do as I say not as I do because
The shit's so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart butt but I'm playing dumb

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right

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