Sweet Memories
Life Is Hell
Hey
Flipper's Dead
Poser Gonzales
Pusken |
| » Sweet Memories « |
Sitting on the sidewalk to meet some friends
to think our youth no, will never end
Now we think that life is really bad,
but it will be a memory and we'll regret it
Pull shades down the sun is out on me
I don't bother, I'll be better
maybe today I'll set my mind at ease
no more worries, just chocolate smarties
to think all we started will end,
for us they are sweet memories
for all the others it's just history
and it's sad to think we are just future past
I'm just confused I'm gonna find my way
but this don't mean that I won't feel pain
I really can't explain you how I feel
I feel so wrong but you, what's wrong with you? |
| » Life Is Hell (But I Am Punk) « |
In these days so nice I'm amazed,
everything is going wrong.
Skate, surf, snowboard cannot bring me up
I've to find the reason the only one thing I am living for.
Everyday school is just a bore, here the people really suck,
and my parents who still want to grow up a guy
who's got just his own ideals to live and to have some friends,
I'm punk (as you know I'm punk and nobody can say I am not).
So you think you're not implicated in this song, well the problem's really you;
and with all the other things I am worried for
my life is iust hell but I don't care 'cause anyway
I'm punk (as you know I'm punk and nobody can say I am not). |
| » Hey! « |
There's this guy that I know, there's this guy that I see
there's this guy that is totally me,
and he always used to say, was it night or even day, can you tell me why you're pickin' on me?
rit:
I said hey! I said hey!
Don't you have nothing better to do?
Like go out and take a walk,
but if you want we can talk,
anything but don't pick on me!
So one day he went to town not a smile but a frown,
on the faces of the people that passed
Was it just the situation that had brought to the conclusion,
that everybody's pickin' on me
bridge:
Oh, I've tried
have you seen me run without scare now! |
| » Flipper's Dead « |
Summer's over, can u see where it ends? With too much alcohol it's hard to pretend
So many people, what I need is just a friend, it's hard o think between us two will never end
You can't just turn back leaving all the shit behind, forbidden pleasure is something that's been on my mind
with nothing to lose and with nothing to gain, all I remember of those days was the pain
So many countries and just one time to live, don't u regret the love that I couldn't give?
And now that everything has passed, and washed away, it's nice to think you're dead while I'm all ok!
So what's the point in giving and not getting back? That's the question to which the answer I lack
Someday I'll change my life, I'll be like my dad; I guess you'll have to wait for that, I'm sad. |
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