R.A.M.O.N.E.S.
(Ramones)


New York City, N.Y.C., 
Pretty mean when it wants to be, 
Black leather, knee-hole pants, 
Can't play no high school dance, 
Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio, 

Coro 

Misfits, twilight zone, 
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S 
RAMONES, 

Bad boy rock, bad boy roll, 
Gabba gabba, see them go, 
C. Jay now hit the gas, 
Hear Marky kick some ass, 
Go Johnny, go, go, go, go 
Tommy o-way-o, 

(Coro) 

Bad boys then, bad boys now, 
Good buddies, mau, mau, mau, 
Keep it up, rock 'n' roll, good music save your soul, 
Dee Dee, he left home, 
Joey call me on the phone. 

(Coro)

DO YOU REMEMBER ROCK & ROLL RADIO?
(Ramones)


Do you remember Hullabaloo, 
Upbeat, Shindig and Ed Sullivan too? 
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio? 
Do you remember rock 'n' roll radio? 

Do you remember Murray the K, 
Alan Freed, and high energy? 
It's the end of the 70's 
It's the end of the century 

Do you remember lying in bed 
With your covers pulled up over your head? 
Radio playin' so no one can see 
We need change, we need it fast 

Before rock's just part of the past 
'Cause lately it all sounds the same to me 
Oh, oh 

Will you remember Jerry Lee, John Lennon, T. Rex and Ol' Moulty? 
It's the end of the 70's 
It's the end of the century.

I MISS YOU
(Incubus)


To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real 

To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream 
You do something to me 
That I can't explain 
So would I be out of line, If I said 
I miss you. 
I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow next to mine 
You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting away 
I know I'll see you again 
Whether far or soon 
But I need you to know, that I care 
And I miss you.

NEW SKIN
(Incubus)


At first I see an open wound infected and disastrous 
It breathes chaotic catastrophe it cries to be renewed
Its tears are the color of anger, they dry to form a scab To touch
It's stiff and resilient, underneath, the new skin breathes 
As outwardly cliche as it may seem, yes,
Something under the surface says 'C'est la vie' 
It is a circle, there is a plan dead skin will atrophy itself to start again 
Look closely at the open wound see past what covers the surface 
Underneath chaotic catastrophe, creation takes stage 
It's all been saved with exception for the right parts 
When will we be new skin' 
It's all been seen with esception for what could be
When will we be new skin' 
Fallacious cognitions spewed from televisions do mold our decisions 
So stop and take a look, and you'll see what I see now.



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