Beautiful day, wonderful feeling, this reason to sing, psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long. Joy fills the weak, joy makes us strong. Filled
When I was young, the smallest trick of light, Could catch my eye, Then life was new and every new day, I thought that I could fly. I believed in what
the likes of you? Do you think that they're too cool now? Being popular is lame. You're the one who made them popular, All their songs are still the
other still. Maybe just a comb made of plastic, Or an action of a sibling lacking couth, But something that was thrown out that window, Was the last great symbol of my youth
) Coke bottle glasses, I'm sitting in the corner with my finger up my nose, And my shoelaces untied again, Another day of school with no friends. A social
't stand me, just because I fell off the stage, And kind of by accident, I broke the promoter's legs. Sometimes we have a deadline, for writing our songs. Five
Pushing us a drug that you call freedom and democracy Promise us that selfishness is the means for happiness I burned that bridge so long ago that I