He checked out Gone for good He checked out Without a doubt Like a regular guy Like you and me Unfinished business His too small voice He died in his
Surround the Earth with a billion suns Spinning in daylight, darkness never comes Bathe the world in revealing light Erasing shadows, no place to hide
I've got a thorn in my side About the size of your eye I feel it stickin' through I feel it stickin' through You're watching for me With such intensity
I've got a thorn in my side About the size of your eye I feel it sticking through I feel it sticking through You're all watching for me With such intensity
Well, the moon moves the ocean With its pull And the sun keeps a rising Over the hill Bodies in motion Mixing emotions Why oh why oh why Won't my heart
(Oh who you drivin' baby? all right Sing it with me baby, all right Hoo, hoo, hoo Now Now) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey girl Watch what you're doing The way
(one, two) ooh wow ooh I feel bad, and I've felt worse I'm a creep, yeah, I'm a jerk Come on Touch me, I'm sick wow I won't live long, and I'm full
Yeah Yeah All right Snip it Yes again Snip it Snip it Snip it Snip it Snip it
Got trouble behind you, he's on your tail Better not flinch, better not fail Don't look back Don't look back Don't look back Don't look back Don't Run
Overdrawn In need of cash Not a job in sight Let's rob this goddamn bank, you know The next thing I know We had eleven people sprawled out on the black
(all right) Tonight I think I'm gonna go downtown Tonight I think I'm gonna look around For something I could not see When this world was more real to
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Hello, sub pop There's a feeling in the world That causes the rest You're ambition and success Is what I detest I'm trying to be true I'm trying my
One, two One, two, three, four West seattle hardcore You've got the keys Lots of people running in the streets Cops will hunt them down (laughs) Pop my
(one, two) Ooh Wow Ooh I feel bad, and I've felt worse I'm a creep, yeah, I'm a jerk Come on Touch me, I'm sick Wow I won't live long, and I'm full
You got It (Keep it out of my Face) by Mudhoney Well--- They say you've got it I see you got it That's right, you got it You got it good You
Baby, can you dig the light? This is the end of the tunnel I always heard there'd be some sort of light I finally reached the end of the tunnel I always
Going in to the smallest center And peel away every layer Just to look it deep in the eye Going out to the deepest space 'Till there's no place left to
