American Jesus - Lyrics - Tested (Live) - Bad Religion

Title: American Jesus
Album: Tested (Live)
Artist: Bad Religion
Composer(s): Greg Graffin, Brett W. Gurewitz

Lyric:
I don't need to be a global citizen
'Cause I'm blessed by nationality
I'm a member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity

There are things that seem to pull us under and
There are things that drag us down
But there's a power and a vital presence
That's lurking all around

We've got the American Jesus
See him on the interstate
We've got the American Jesus
He helped build the president's estate

I feel sorry for the earth's population
'Cause so few live in the U.S.A.
At least the foreigners can copy our morality
They can visit but they cannot stay

Only precious few can garner the prosperity
It makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
And the architect resides right here

We've got the American Jesus
Bolstering national faith
We've got the American Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day

He's the farmers barren fields
(In God)
The force the army wields
(We trust)
The expression on the faces of the starving millions
(Because he's one of us)

The power of the damned
(Break down)
The fuel that drives the Klan
(Cave in)
He's the motive and the conscience of the murderer
(He can redeem your sin)

He's the preacher on TV
(Strong heart)
The false sincerity
(Clear mind)
The form letter that's written by the big computers
(And infinitely kind)

The nuclear bombs
(You lose)
The kids with no moms
(We win)
And I'm fearful that he's inside me
(He is our champion)

Yeah, we've got the American Jesus
See him on the interstate
(We've got the American Jesus)
We've got the American Jesus
Exercising his authority

We've got the American Jesus
Bolstering National faith
(We've got the American Jesus)
We've got the American Jesus
Overwhelming millions every day

One nation under God
One nation under God
One nation under God
...

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Z - American Dreamin’ - Lyrics - American Gangster - Jay

Title: Z - American Dreamin’
Album: American Gangster
Artist: Jay
Composer(s): Shawn C Carter, Sean Combs, Levar Coppin, Marvin P Gaye, Arthur Ross, Leon Ware, Mario Mendell Winans

Lyric:
Dreamed of you this mornin'
Then came the dawn and I thought you were here with me
If you could only see how much I love you
That's all, that's all, baby

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
But there's always
(That's all that's all)

This is the shit you dream about with the homie steamin' out
Back-back-backin' them Beemer's out
Seems as our plans to get a grant
Then go off to college, didn't pan or even out

We need it now, we need a town
We need a place to pitch, we need a mound
For now, I'm just a lazy boy
Big dreamin' in my La-Z-Boy

In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin
Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' 'bout Harvard
But that's too far away, niggas are starvin'
Ain't nothin' wrong with aim, just gotta change the target

I got dreams of baggin' snidd-ow the size of pillows
I see pies every time my eyes clidd-ose
I see rides, sixes, I gotta get those
Life's a bitch, I hope that I make her over, though

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
It's just American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
But there's always
(That's all, that's all)

Now see, the life's right there
And it seems right there, it's not quite near
And it's not like we're professionals movin' the decimals
Know where to cop? Nah, got a connect? No

Who under heaven knows how to be successful
Need a Personal Jesus, I'm in Depeche Mode
They say it's celestial, it's all in the stars
Like Tony Caruso, how you played the card

Y'all ain't fuckin' with me
The ironies are, had all coast better before he was bars
Now let's start, on your mark
Get set, let's go, get out the car

Goin' in circles, it's a vicious cycle
This is a crash course, this ain't high school
Wake up, Muttley, you're dreamin' again
Your own reality show, the season begins

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
It's just American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
But there's always
(That's all, that's all)

Step one in this process, scramble up in your projects
And head to the heights where big coke is processed
You gotta convince 'em that you not from the Precinct
Please speak slow, 'cause he no speakey no English

If he takes a likin' after a couple of trips
If your money is straight, he's gon' give you consignment
You're now in a game where only time can tell
Survive the droughts, I wish you well

Survive the droughts, I wish you well
How sick am I? I wish you health
I wish you wheels, I wish you wealth
I wish you insight so you could see for yourself

You could see the signs, when the jackets is schemin'
And the cops is comin', you could read their mind
You could see from behind, you could redefine
The game as we know it, one dream at a time, I'm American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'

Oh no, I'll never give up on you
(I never felt that before)
American dreamin'
But there's always
(That's all, that's all)
American dreamin'

Oh baby
But there's always
(That's all, that's all)
But there's always
(That's all, that's all)

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An American Dream - Lyrics - Love And Rockets

Title: An American Dream
Artist: Love And Rockets
Composer(s): Kevin Haskins, Daniel Ash, David J Haskins

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Lyric:
And I was dreaming in my sleep
Saw through you all
And I was dreaming still on my feet
Saw through you all

And I saw what you could be
And you just don't feel free
And I saw what you could be
But you just won't be real to me

So let's blame this excess
On an American dream
So let's blame the success
Of an American dream

Are you confused by the chaos
In everyones wandering eyes?
Do you dream of running naked
In warm rain?

Are you confused by the chaos
It's no, it's no surprise?
We all stand next to Jesus
Close to Satan we're both the same

These birds can't fly away, away
These birds can't fly away, away

So let's blame this excess
On an American dream, dream
So let's blame the success
Of an American dream

Of an American dream
Of an American dream
Of an American dream

Feeling so high and low
It's the American dream
It's the American dream
It's the American dream
It's the American dream

America
America
America
America
America

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Why Me Lord - Lyrics - American Recordings - Johnny Cash

Title: Why Me Lord
Album: American Recordings
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Kris Kristofferson

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Lyric:
Why me Lord?
What have I ever done?
To deserve even one
Of the blessings I've known

Why me Lord?
What did I ever do?
That was worth love from You
And the kindness You've shown

Lord help me, Jesus
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am

Now that I know
That I've needed You
So help me Jesus
My soul's in Your hand

Try me Lord
If You think there's a way
That I can repay
What I've taken from You

Maybe Lord
I could show someone else
What I've been through myself
On my way back to You

Lord help me, Jesus
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am

Now that I know
That I've needed You
So help me Jesus
My soul's in Your hand
Jesus, my soul's in Your hand

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Personal Jesus - Lyrics - American IV: The Man Comes Around - Johnny Cash

Title: Personal Jesus
Album: American IV: The Man Comes Around
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Martin L Gore

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Lyric:
Your own, personal, Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares

Your own, personal, Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer

Take second best, put me to the test
Things on your chest, you need to confess
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own, personal, Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares

Your own, personal, Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone to care

Feeling unknown and you're all alone
Flesh and bone, by the telephone
Lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

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An American Family - Lyrics - Oak Ridge Boys

Title: An American Family
Artist: Oak Ridge Boys
Composer(s): Bob Corbin

Lyric:
Worked all his life in the rail yards
Summer heat, winter cold
He sits by the fire, now he?s retired
But he don?t really feel all that old

She comes in from the kitchen
And sits on the arm of his chair
He looks up and says, ?Hey, lady, I love you?
Runs his fingers through her hair

And there?s a picture on the wall of Jesus in the garden
It?s been there since they got the house in ?53
Hey, they ain?t no big deal whatever go down in history
It?s just a little story of an American family

She waited for him in World War two
He fought the European campaign
Their son John spent two years in Nam
That war it wasn?t the same

Billy?s out in L.A., he?s a lawyer now
They worry he's so far away
Jeannie got married and lives here in town
She's comin? over with the kids today

And there?s a picture on the wall of Jesus in the garden
It?s been there since they got the house in ?53
Hey, there ain?t no big deal, whatever go down in history
It?s just a little story of an American family

But the whole world is different now
Blood's been spilled on our shores
In hard times we pull together
That's what a family's for

Hey, there ain?t no big deal
It's written in our history
We're all part of the story of an American family
We're all part of the story of an American family

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Everything From Jesus To Jack Daniels - Lyrics - Tom T. Hall

Title: Everything From Jesus To Jack Daniels
Artist: Tom T. Hall
Composer(s): Tom T. Hall

Lyric:
You wake up in the morning drink a beer and take a Valium
And you're trying to forget about the things you did last night
Flip through the morning paper read the horoscope and the comics
You're as well informed as anybody on the left or the right

You make it to your job and hear Atlanta lost another
How can you lose while making half a million bucks or near
The old man who sweeps the floor and wears a big blue Reagan button
Says the Russians are a coming but they've been here for years

Tryin' everything from Jesus to Jack Daniels
It's the all new American diet
Tryin' everything from Jesus to Jack Daniels
You get on it and you're on it for the rest of your life

There's a story in the paper about a man who killed his family
He jumped off a bridge because he couldn't take it anymore
Down at the local tavern a young man comes in limpin'
And he claims that he's a veteran of the Falkland Islands war

You head home and you're accosted by a youngster wearin' robes
And wanting money for his God who sits upon a plastic throne
You ignore him if you can and make it to the local tavern
Where you order up a drink and give some money to your own

Tryin' everything from Jesus

There's a man in Tennessee who's got it figured out completely
I guess that he's as happy as a thinking man can be
I asked him what he thought and he said brother let me tell you
Try a little bit of both and leave out everything in between

Tryin' everything from Jesus

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Podunk - Lyrics - Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll - Keith Anderson

Title: Podunk
Album: Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
Artist: Keith Anderson
Composer(s): Keith Anderson, Tom Hambridge, Jeff Steele

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Lyric:
Same Saturday night, same ol' crowd
Draggin' main to the safe way then we turn back around
To curfew, then head down to the river's edge and get drunk
Ain't nothing new what else you gonna do out in Podunk

I knew this six-string was my ticket out
No flashin' red light was gonna slow me down
18 years old everything that I owned in the back of that truck
I put a dip in my mouth and I headed straight out outta Podunk

Goodbye, daddy looked me in the eye
Said, "Go where you gotta go, but don't forget to call home"
And momma cried, "Keep Jesus in your life"
And I hugged her one last time
And then I headed down the road in a dusty cloud of smoke out of Podunk

A lot of years gone by it's showin' on my face
Ain't nothing in this life that time hasn't changed
I chased a lot of dreams and some of them came true
Ain't it funny how the very place I ran from is the place I'm runnin' to

Another Saturday night singin' to the same ol' crowd
Still playin' this six-string but things are different now
I met one of those girls turn your whole world around girls
And wouldn't you know it
We got our eyes on a house 'bout a hundred miles south out in Podunk

Goodbye, her daddy looked me in the eye
And said, "Go where you gotta go son, but don't forget to call home"
And her momma cried, "Keep Jesus in your life"
And we hugged her one last time
Then we headed down the road to start a family of our own out in Podunk

Goodbye, her daddy looked me in the eye
And said, "Go where you gotta go son, but don't forget to call home"
Out in Podunk, keep Jesus in your life
We hugged her one last time
Then we headed down the road out in Podunk

Daddy looked me in the eye
And said, "Go where you gotta go, don't forget to call home"
(Goodbye)
Keep Jesus in your life, I hugged her one last time
Headed down that road
(Goodbye)

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Failure To Excomunicate - Lyrics - Relient K

Title: Failure To Excomunicate
Artist: Relient K
Composer(s): Matthew Arnold Thiessen

Lyric:
It's the principle, it's the issue
That your principal would dismiss you
Because you don't fit into that all American Box
That coffin created for creative thought

It's disgusting, his priorities
How we're entrusting him with authority
His gavel's gone down before he looked in your heart
He finished this racism before he reached the start

Jesus loved the outcasts
He loves the ones the world just loves to hate
And as long as there's a Heaven
There'll be a failure to excommunicate

The world just keeps you at an arm's length
Every week you work up the strength
To fight the flames that are hurled, let your faith shine right through
You know it's the world versus Jesus and you

It's disgusting, their priorities
How we're entrusting them with authority
Their gavel's gone down before they looked in your heart
They finished this racism before they reached the start

Jesus loved the outcasts
He loves the ones the world just loves to hate
And as long as there's a Heaven
There'll be a failure to excommunicate

Jesus loved the outcasts
He loves the ones the world just loves to hate
And as long as there's a Heaven
There'll be a failure to excommunicate
Failure to excommunicate

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Jesus Of Suburbia - Lyrics - American Idiot - Green Day

Title: Jesus Of Suburbia
Album: American Idiot
Artist: Green Day
Composer(s): Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong

Lyric:
I'm the son of rage and love the Jesus of suburbia
From the bible of none of the above on a steady diet of
Soda pop and Ritalin, no one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell at least the ones I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix sitting on my crucifix
The living room on my private womb
While the moms and brats are away

To fall in love, we fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes
And Mary Jane to keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 were I was taught
The motto was just a lie

It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
'Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time

City of the dead at the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much but it only confirmed that
The center of the earth is the end of the world
And I could really care less

City of the dead at the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care

I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care

Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave

We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of Suburbia

Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
I don't believe in me

I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!
I don't care!

Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure

Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word and that's my best excuse

To live and not to breathe is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away, to fight what you believe
And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this, this town that don't exist

So I run, I run away to the lights of masochists
And I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies
And I walk this line a million and one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere we can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home

You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Ah you're leaving home

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Hold On To What? - Lyrics - Beautiful South The

Title: Hold On To What?
Artist: Beautiful South The
Composer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton

Lyric:
She'd given everything she could give
Twenty years of kindness made her sad
Kindness never made enough to live
So she sold the very last thing that she had

As she held her hand out to him as he drove around the block
He mouthed through the window just hold on
I've held on many years now and I haven't found a lot
Hold on, hold on to what?

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Holding on is harder
When it's something you've not got
I'll need a pair of stilts
If I'm to ever reach the top

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Many years of service with a smile
Up shit creek and down the Rhine
Gibraltar Rock and now the Emerald Isle
He'd shined every shoe that he could shine

And as he lay in his own blood screaming I've been shot
He heard the Major whisper just hold on
I've held on all these years now, now what medal have I got?
Hold on, hold on to what?

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Holding on is harder
When it's something you've not got
I'll need a pair of stilts
If I'm to ever reach the top

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Sixty years and he's looking his worst
Sitting in the park where she'd died
Running hands through his final hair
These are the words that he cried

Hold on, hold on, hold on
To achieve the American dream
You need a trampoline to achieve the counter effect
Get that whiskey down your neck

Hold on, hold on, hold on
To achieve the American dream
You need a trampoline to achieve the counter effect
Get that whiskey down your neck

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?

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Hold On To What ? - Lyrics - Beautiful South

Title: Hold On To What ?
Artist: Beautiful South
Composer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton

Lyric:
She'd given everything she could give
Twenty years of kindness made her sad
Kindness never made enough to live
So she sold the very last thing that she had

As she held her hand out to him as he drove around the block
He mouthed through the window just hold on
I've held on many years now and I haven't found a lot
Hold on, hold on to what?

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Holding on is harder
When it's something you've not got
I'll need a pair of stilts
If I'm to ever reach the top

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Many years of service with a smile
Up shit creek and down the Rhine
Gibraltar Rock and now the Emerald Isle
He'd shined every shoe that he could shine

And as he lay in his own blood screaming I've been shot
He heard the Major whisper just hold on
I've held on all these years now, now what medal have I got?
Hold on, hold on to what?

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Holding on is harder
When it's something you've not got
I'll need a pair of stilts
If I'm to ever reach the top

So hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?
Hold on, hold on to what?

Sixty years and he's looking his worst
Sitting in the park where she'd died
Running hands through his final hair
These are the words that he cried

Hold on, hold on, hold on
To achieve the American dream
You need a trampoline to achieve the counter effect
Get that whiskey down your neck

Hold on, hold on, hold on
To achieve the American dream
You need a trampoline to achieve the counter effect
Get that whiskey down your neck

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Chamberlain had his paper
Jesus had His cross they held on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?

Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?
Hold on, hold on, hold on
We held on to what?

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X-Static Process - Lyrics - American Life - Madonna

Title: X-Static Process
Album: American Life
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stuart Price, Madonn

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Lyric:
I'm not myself when you're around
I'm not myself, standing in a crowd
I'm not myself and I don't know how
I'm not myself, myself right now

Jesus Christ, will you look at me?
Don't know who I'm supposed to be
Don't really know if I should give a damn
When you're around I don't know who I am

I'm not myself when you go quiet
I'm not myself, all alone at night
I'm not myself, don't know who to call
I'm not myself at all

Jesus Christ, will you look at me?
Don't know who I'm supposed to be
Don't really know if I should give a damn
When you're around I don't know who I am

I always wished that I could find
Someone as beautiful as you
But in the process I forgot
That I was special too

I'm not myself when you're around
(I'm not myself when you go quiet)
I'm not myself all alone at night
(I'm not myself standing in a crowd)
I'm not myself and I don't know how
I'm not myself, myself right now
(Don't know why I believe)

Jesus Christ, will you look at me?
Don't know who I'm supposed to be
Don't really know if I should give a damn
(Someone say if I should give a damn)
When you're around I don't know who I am

I always wished that I could find
Someone as beautiful as you
But in the process I forgot
That I was special too

I always wished that I could find
Someone as talented as you
But in the process I forgot
That I was just as good as you

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Mother And Father - Lyrics - American Life - Madonna

Title: Mother And Father
Album: American Life
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Mirwais Ahmadzai, Madonn

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Lyric:
There was a time I was happy in my life
There was a time I believed I'd live forever
There was a time that I prayed to Jesus Christ
There was a time I had a mother it was nice

Nobody else would ever take the place of you
Nobody else could do the things that you could do
No one else, I guess, could hurt me like you did
I didn't understand, I was just a kid

Oh Mother, why aren't you here with me?
No one else saw the things that you could see
I'm trying hard to dry my tears
Yes Father, you know I'm not so free

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

There was a time I was happy in my life
There was a time, I believed I'd live forever
There was a time that I prayed to Jesus Christ
There was a time I had a Mother, it was nice

Oh Mother, why aren't you here with me?
No one else saw the things that you could see
I'm trying hard to dry my tears
Yes Father, you know I'm not so free

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

My Mother died when I was five
And all I did was sit and cry
I cried and cried and cried all day
Until the neighbors went away

They couldn't take my loneliness
I couldn't take their phoniness
My Father had to go to work
I used to think he was a jerk

I didn't know his heart was broken
And not another word was spoken
He became a shadow of
The father I was dreaming of

I made a vow that I would never need
Another person ever
Turned my heart into a cage
A victim of a kind of rage

I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I've got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

I got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I've got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

Find someone that I can care for
Find someone that I can care for

I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up

I got to give it up
I got to let it go
I got to give it up
Oh Mother, oh Father
I got to give it up

I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up

I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up
I got to give it up

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I Don'T Care - Lyrics - American Idiot - Green Day

Title: I Don'T Care
Album: American Idiot
Artist: Green Day
Composer(s): Frank E Wright, Billy Joe Armstrong, Michael Pritchard

Lyric:
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't

I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care

Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave

We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of Suburbia

Land of make believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe

And I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care

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Amphetamine Girl - Lyrics - American Pearl

Title: Amphetamine Girl
Artist: American Pearl
Composer(s): Kevin Quinn, Rodney Rocha, Kevin Roentgen, Noah Shain

Lyric:
She only wanted to feel alive inside
Three years of dyin' left her less than satisfied
Her daddy told her, ?Girl, get out while you're young
Do like your daddy says and not like your daddy done?

If she don't burn out then I guess she'll fade away
Hand of the devil don't tread on me

Don't run away with my amphetamine girl
Hand of the devil I'm comin' clean
Just don't run away with my amphetamine girl
She met the coolest junkie boy and paid his rent

He looked like Jesus smokin' white trash cigarette
He said, ?Now trust me love, you can't get hooked on this?
Now they don't sleep at night there's somethin' they might miss
If she don't burn out then I guess she'll fade away

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Sail Away - Lyrics - Linda Ronstadt

Title: Sail Away
Artist: Linda Ronstadt
Composer(s): Randy Newman

Lyric:
In America you get food to eat
Don't have to run through the jungle and scuff up your feet
You just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day
It's great to be an American

Ain't no lions or tigers, ain't no mamba snake
Just the sweet watermelon and the buckwheat cake
Everybody is as happy as a man can be
So climb aboard little wog and sail away with me

Sail away, sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away, sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay

In America every man is free
To take care of his home and his family
You'll be as happy as a monkey in a monkey tree
You're all gonna be an American

Sail away, sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away, sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay

Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away, sail away, sail away, sail away
Sail away

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Are We Waiting - Lyrics - American Idiot - Green Day

Title: Are We Waiting
Album: American Idiot
Artist: Green Day
Composer(s): Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong

Lyric:
Starry nights, city lights
Coming down over me
Skyscrapers, stargazers
In my head

Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting, unknown

This dirty town is burning down
In my dreams
Lost and found, city bound
In my dreams, come on

And screaming
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting
And screaming
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting

Forget me nots, second thoughts
Live in isolation
Heads or tales, fairy tales
In my mind, come on

Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting, unknown

The rage and love, story of my life
The Jesus of Suburbia is a lie, come on

And screaming
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting
And screaming
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting, unknown

Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting
And screaming
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting, unknown
Are we? We are, are we? We are the waiting, unknown

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Letterbomb - Lyrics - American Idiot - Green Day

Title: Letterbomb
Album: American Idiot
Artist: Green Day
Composer(s): Michael Pritchard, Frank E., Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong

Lyric:
Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Having fun

Where have all the bastards gone?
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunkie along for a ride

Where have all the riots gone
As your city's model gets pulverized?
What's in love is now in debt
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse

The town bishop is an extortionist
And he don't even know that you exist
Standing still when it's do or die
You better run for your fucking life

It's not over till your underground
It's not over before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late

There's nothing left to analyze
Where will all the martyrs go
When the virus cures itself?
And where will we all go when it's too late?
And don't look back

You're not the Jesus of Suburbia
The St. Jimmy is a figment of
Your father's rage and your mother's love
Made me the idiot America

It's not over till your underground
It's not over before it's too late
It's cities burnin'
It's not my burden
It's not over before it's too late

She said I can't take this place
I'm leaving it behind
Well, she said I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight

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One - Lyrics - American 3: Solitary Man - Johnny Cash

Title: One
Album: American 3: Solitary Man
Artist: Johnny Cash
Composer(s): Paul Hewson, Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Jr Mullen

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Lyric:
Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
If you've got someone to blame

You said, one love, one life
When it's one need in the night
One love, we get to share it
It leaves you baby if you don't care for it

Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without

Well, it's too late, tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one but we're not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other, one

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much
More than a lot, you gave me nothing now
Its all I got, we're one but we're not the same
Well, we hurt each other and we're doin' it again

You said love is a temple
Love the higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law

You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I cant be holdin' on to what you've got
When all you've got is hurt

One love
One blood, one life
You've got to do what you should
One life with each other

Sister
Brothers
One life, but we're not the same
We get to carry each other, carry each other, one

One
One
One

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