[i]It's a God-awful small affair To the girl with the mousy hair But her mummy is yelling, "No!" And her daddy has told her to go But her friend is nowhere to be seen Now she walks through her sunken dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a sadd'ning bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask her to focus on Sailors Fighting in the dance hall Oh, man Look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh, man Wonder if he'll ever know Who's in the best-selling show Is there life on Mars?[/i]

[i]Yeeyah, cause I'm gonna be the biggest pimp of the year Goin' around doin' shit like this here. Cause a n.igga is strong, And way to long when it comes to my ding dong.[/i] And aint that the truth

There you go again as soon as the going gets tough. Are you finding that a diet of fluff won't fill you up? That's a nice line, from where did you lift it? You talk like heaven, you're amazingly gifted. Show me a reason why your promises fall through. Your kisses were okay, but you stole them too. You don't give up, you're a loser disguised. You voice your concern, but it's a pack of lies. You don't really care, don't say that you do. Save your breath for when you tell the truth. You draw 'em all in and then you turn around and throw 'em away. Better watch out for all of them who misconstrued your little games. You don't give up, you're a fool who really tries to make innocent people think you're some kind of prize. You don't really care, don't try to tell me you do. Save your spit for when you shine my shoes.

I roll the window down And then begin to breathe in The darkest country road And the strong scent of evergreen From the passenger seat as you are driving me home. Then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites From the passenger seat as you are driving me home. "Do they collide?" I ask and you smile. With my feet on the dash The world doesn't matter. When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride When you need directions then I'll be the guide For all time. For all time.

Oh, Well imagine, As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I Can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words... "[i]What a beautiful wedding![/i]" "What a beautiful wedding," says the bride's maid to the waiter- Oh yes but what a shame, What a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore... I chime in with a "haven't people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "No! It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of poise and rationality!" I chime in, "haven't people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "Nooo! It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of..." Oh, well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved, Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved, Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne, Pour the champagne... I chime in with a "haven't you people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "No! It's much better to face things kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality!" I chime in, "haven't you people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "No! It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of..." Poise, and, rationality, [i]AGAIN![/i] I chime in, "haven't you people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "No. It's much better to face things kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality!" I chime in, "haven't you people ever heard of closing a Goddamn door!?" "Nooo! It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of..." Poise, and, rationality, [i]AGAIN![/i] -I Write Sins Not Tragedies, Panic! At the Disco A Fever You Can't Sweat Out

Red eyes, blue gaze you look like hell today Step out on parade…. You do it so well. Your favorite shirt… those shoes that you bought in Perth Don’t have smart slacks, that’s rock at the rail. aaaaaaaaah... Music is crap aliens told us so Better than that we’re gonna let you know Just listen up, become a receiver And lets base that when you’re believer, that’s what religions for But Music is crap! Think of your friends, then put one on the door Every things free, but we’re still poor. Don’t matter what you like, aliens hate it Rock pop, little shop they just parade it and I found they dig the silence hate the sound so pick up your telescope put your guitars down that’s what I found Music is crap aliens told us so Better than that we’re gonna let you know Just listen up, become a receiver And lets base that when you’re believer, that’s what religions for But Music is crap! Yeah music is crap…music is crap…oooh music is crap

OOOHHHHH Hayabusa your rank is gonna boosta OOOHHHHH hayabusa Make my dreams come true Everybody now!

The sun has risen, as it glistens Through the trees like a prism I listen to the earth's rhythm The wind speaks to my instinct With the earth I'm in sync Sharpening the blade of a spear With the heart of a lion In combat, though I'm real slick The salt in the water help my scars heal quick Cause see I mastered survival tactics And lasted weeks without sleep Hunting for prey and while he rap its (rather primitive) Who's that? (I'm stats, DATs, money stacks, tax) Which language is that? (identity with a little tyranny) But I don't need chaos, I have peace and serenity (you won't find hell in me See psychoanalysts for therapy Come prosper and live plentily) My existence is heavenly (you were meant to be greater) Allow me to pray to my creator (-blam!- you are the maker, life giver and taker Take control, you should feel safer) But I don't even feel threatened (you need weapons and apparently a classroom so you can learn lessons) Your terminal is senseless (I'm rational and actual, here Let me send a fax to you) But what is a fax? (ahh, curiosity killed the cats's Swimming pool and mattress, bust a book of matches Credit cards and debit cards) Checks, cars, incredible odds, devil gods, laws Federal generals headed for Mars with medical cards Fixing Mother Nature's technical flaws (hmm, you learn quickly, now you're with me Move foward and never look back in history Focus on your omnipotence, teach your infants this Kiss the barcode on your wrist) "kiss" all six senses are on point (telekinetics?) naw, I didn't forget it Utilizing earth, I can mold dirt into flesh, summoning Sandstorms, on the highest mountain I stand on I make the sky cry fire rock then ice will drop Its wind spin, your spirit and soul ascends then (now you can blend in, lets hit the city streets So we can get your feet accustomed to concrete Build a strong fleet of soldiers Tell them what I told ya We'll chill on the moon when we're older And thank God that this Earth life is over Devour the sun and make the universe colder) Extol the master, spinning planets around my aura Like an orbit, set a mountain on shore twist my fingers And force this into a tornado, raw fatal I make grain flow, draining clouds into a rainbow I master math, infused bionics with biology Police carry shotguns inside a robotic knee The impact of my psychology can atomically wipe out And devastate as soon as I meditate (so why don't you demonstrate?) I think that I might Drop a bomb on Nagasaki just because it's in sight (you've arrived) leave the world (brutalize) sacrifice (human lives) take flight (to fight) attack tribes (this will be the legacy of you and I) Who's you? it's just I ALL OPPOSITION MUST DIE!!!

And I ain't never left, you know I'm still here Spit the shit to bring a cripple out the wheelchair Bite a bitch like George Whipple in the stair case Long as she got big nipples and a tan face Clear lyrical genius I know.

[i]Contessa, little darlin', they're gonna love your limbs So feeble, so flawless, you will be broken They’ll dress you in violet, they’ll touch your tender hair Those demons, the silence, you’ll learn to block them So pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you've got And if the lighting's right, seein' shapes so you won't think at all In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone You cry for mother's God, swear at him and say I’ve had enough The pressure, it's risin' to let the shadows in The face of your father, is in the darkness You’ll fake it, you’ll fight it, you’ll scrape and scrub your skin The stain and the fire, your fate's decided So pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you've got And if the lighting's right, seein' shapes so you won't think at all In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone You cry for mother's God, swear at him and say I’ve had enough Pick a spot on the wall, stare at it with all the strength you've got And if the lighting's right, seein' shapes so you won't think at all In the dark, wide awake when all those men have gone You cry for mother's God, swear at him and say I’ve had enough I’ve had enough I've had enough [/i]

I'm so tired of being here Suppressed by all my childish fears And if you have to leave I wish that you would just leave 'Cause your presence still lingers here And it won't leave me alone These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me You used to captivate me By your resonating light Now I'm bound by the life you left behind Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me These wounds won't seem to heal This pain is just too real There's just too much that time cannot erase When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone But though you're still with me I've been alone all along When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears And I held your hand through all of these years But you still have all of me... All of me... All of me... All...

Found a place, nothing's ever there I made a little space big enough to pitch a tent A hideaway I hadn't ever gone 'Till I whacked my way under the overgrowth I found a place, I found a place I found a place, I whacked away And looking back to discover my tracks Dirty hands and light through the branches I found myself a breathing place, got room to stand up straight And if I wanna lay around I can Find way to pass the time, flat down or on my side And in a while I close my eyes You can, you can Come on You can be too rich and you can be too thin And you can take it with you wherever you go You must talk to strangers when you visit a new park You might ask the park ranger where you should park You can be too rich and you can be too thin And you can take it with you the things that you learn

[i]When heavens divide I will see the choices within my hands How can we ever protect and fight with our tiny souls Let me shine like the sun through the doubts and fear Do you feel the storm approach as the end draws near When heavens divide! Time will come to softly lay me down Then I can see a face that I long to see And for you, only you I would give anything Leaving a trace for love to find a way When heavens divide[/i]

[i]These are the darkest clouds That have surrounded me Now I find my self alone Caught in a cage There's no flower i can find in here Not withering Or pale to me Everyone with a friendly face Seems to hide some secret inside[/i]

I want to subjugate some whores, that would be fantastic. I'd train them to be civilised and then set them free.

I was bruised and battered I couldn't tell what I felt, I was unrecognizable to myself, saw my flection in a window an didn't know my own face, oh brother are you gonna leave me, wasting away on the streets of...Philadelphia