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Lady Bird
01:32
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Why don’t I end up with the nice guys
Boys I like never treat me right
Someone like in the movies that’ll love all the time, I wish I had a better frame of mind
I wish I had someplace to be alone
Can’t seem to find it anywhere at home
My mother wants to kill me why can’t she be like dad
I really like that boy in the band
I don’t wanna see you again
Never gonna call you again
I don’t wanna know you, it never seems to end
I wish that I still had my old friends
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2. |
1985
02:22
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I don’t want no misbehaving
Teachers say I’m always slacking
Just want the car for the weekend
Now that guys just gone and wrecked it
Nothing ever goes right for me
Why can’t people leave me be
Want to skateboard all the time
And have some fun in 1985
Doc just built a time machine
Now I’m stuck in the '50s
Ran into my mum and dad
I’m the one they never had
Nothing ever goes right for me
Now the bully wants to kill me
want to get back to my time
Back to 1985!
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3. |
Fast Times
02:33
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She said he’s not her type
He said that she’s alright
She said he’s funny but he makes more money and now I want to make him mine
Too late to try and mend
Sleeping with his best friend
They went home together and held one another and never spoke of it again
What a time to be alive
Broken hearts all of the time
What a time to be alive
Fast times at ridge mount high
She said he’s not her type
He said that she’s alright
She said he’s funny but he makes more money and now I want to make him mine
Too late to try and mend
Sleeping with his best friend
They went home together and held one another and never spoke of it again
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4. |
Dead Is Better
01:38
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Dig me up and out of my grave
Make me live another day
Bring my body back to life
something strange is not quite right
Cuz I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I'm dead
Bury me with my dead cat
Leave me there but I’ll come back
Smell like shit and rotting corpse
Now I want to kill you all
Cuz I’m dead
I'm dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I’m dead
I'm dead
I’m dead
dead
dead
Dead, dead, d'd'dead, dead, dead, DEAD!
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5. |
The Last American Vigrin
04:06
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Dreaming of her
Wishing I could be with her
She sees other guys
Wish I could make her mine
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to tell me you're mine
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to feed me these lies
Dreaming of you
Wishing you loved me too
She sees other guys
Wish I could make you mine
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to tell me you're mine
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to feed me these lies
ooooooooooh!!!!
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to tell me you're mine
Maybe it's just me, maybe I'm not your type
why'd you have to feed me these lies
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KATZ Manchester, UK
MEOW.
Noisy, lo-fi surf punk brought to you by Ben Williams, James Bradbury, and Paddy Murphy.
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