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Life's Just Right!!!
01:34
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sing along!
firin up the charcoal grill, it's summertime and life's a thrill
the pool is cold and the stars are bright, its summertime anf lifes just right!
invitin the nighbors and bring teh kids,
after some football lets go for a swim
the bbqs just fine and the stars are bright bla bla blah and lifes just right
the kids got tired so crack open teh ice box
open some yuenglings, we'll pull an all nighter
todd says hed love to but hes gotta mow the lawn by noon
firin up the charcoal grill, it's summertime and life's a thrill
the pool is cold and the stars are bright, its summertime anf lifes just right!
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Heart Failure
09:34
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Sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
Honey, ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
I just can't believe the loveliness of loving you
(I just can't believe it's true)
I just can't believe the one to love this feeling to
(I just can't believe it's true)
Ah sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
Ah honey, ah sugar sugar
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
When I kissed you, girl, I knew how sweet a kiss could be
(I know how sweet a kiss can be)
Like the summer sunshine pour your sweetness over me
(Pour your sweetness over me)
Sugar, pour a little sugar on it honey
Pour a little sugar on it baby
I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
Pour a little sugar on it oh yeah
Pour a little sugar on it honey
Pour a little sugar on it baby
I'm gonna make your life so sweet, yeah yeah yeah
Pour a little sugar on it honey
Ah sugar, ah honey honey
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wanting you
Oh honey, honey, sugar sugar...
You are my candy girl...
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Misfits
03:20
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First day on the job, and I got fired.
My only friends have sockets and wires.
It seems like we're nobody's heart desire...
Boy, you really got that right!
Because we're just
Misfits,
rejected brothers,
Misfits,
leaning on each other,
Misfits,
bread without the butter.
We're oddballs,
underdogs,
off to the mall, Misfits!
Well, I'm a lot like you.
And you're a lot like me.
We're two peas in a pod.
And two pods in a pea.
If life is a dance we'd have two left feet.
So what are we gonna do?
'Cos we're just
Misfits,
a kid without a mother,
Misfits,
boat without a rudder,
Misfits,
sure glad we found each other!
Rusted cars,
fallen stars,
might as well be from mars!
Misfits,
rejected brothers,
Misfits,
bread without the butter,
Misfits,
glad we found each other!
We're oddballs, underdogs, off to the mall, misfits!
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Waste (2022 Remaster)
03:09
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I'm lookin' at my watch
At all the time that's been stolen
When I was carrying you
It seems I've tripped and I've fallen
Don't want no one to ache
Oh to be drunk and forgetful
To get out of this unscathed
Oh to be free and inhuman
Some may say I love to play
When the chance is there to take
I'm moppin' up the floor
From messy recipes of romance
I'm packin' up the pots
Too many cooks in the kitchen
Some may say I love to let a good thing go to waste
I let it go to waste
Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to waste
Let a good thing go to waste a good thing go to waste
I'm lookin' at my watch
At all the time that's been stolen
When I was carrying you
Seems I've tripped and I've fallen
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8. |
Fuck Chuck Miller
00:25
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Fuck Chuck Miller
Fuck Chuck Miller
Fuck
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9. |
Jukebox Staple
20:42
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Got a surprise especially for you,
Something that both of us have always wanted to do
We've waited so long, waited so long
We've waited so long, waited so long
I'm gonna take you on a trip so far from here,
I've got two tickets in my pocket, now baby, we're gonna disappear
We've waited so long, waited so long
We've waited so long, waited so long
I've got two tickets to paradise,
Won't you pack your bags, we'll leave tonight,
I've got two tickets to paradise,
I've got two tickets to paradise
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm gonna take you on a trip so far from here,
I've got two tickets in my pocket, now baby, we're gonna disappear (you know why?)
We've waited so long, waited so long
We've waited so long, waited so long
I've got two tickets to paradise,
Won't you pack your bags, we'll leave tonight,
I've got two tickets to paradise,
Won't you pack your bags, we'll leave tonight,
I've got two tickets to paradise
Won't you pack your bags, we'll leave tonight,
I've got two tickets to paradise
I've got two tickets to paradise
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Petal Aggression Oaklyn, New Jersey
We're the next big thing.
Andrew Wilson- Guitar, Vocals, Piano, Songwriter
Anthony Messina- Drums, Songwriter
Christian Smith- Bass, Vocals
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