How do afford your rock 'n' lifestyle? - Cake

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly.
How much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?
Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?

Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs,
Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.
And how much did you pay for your rock 'n' roll t-shirt
That proves you were there,
That you heard of them first?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
Ah, tell me.

How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,
The one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?
And how much will he pay for a brand new guitar,
One which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

Aging black leather and hospital bills,
Tattoo removal and dozens of pills.
Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments,
But rock on completely with some brand new components.

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking what they're selling.
Your self-destruction doesn't hurt them.
Your chaos won't convert them.
They're so happy to rebuild it.
You'll never really kill it.
Yeah, excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking what they're selling.
Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinking,
You're drinking,
You're drinking what they're selling.

Jane Says -- Jane's Addiction 

Jane says
I'm done with Sergio
He treats me like a rag doll
She hides
The television
Says "I don't owe him nothing,
But if he comes back again
Tell him to wait right here for me
Or, try again tomorrow"
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."

Jane says
Have you seen my wig around?
I feel naked without it"
She knows
They all want her to go
But that's okay man
She don't like them anyway
Jane says "I'm going away to Spain
When I get my money saved
I'm gonna start tomorrow"

"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."
"I'm gonna kick tomorrow..."

She gets mad
And she starts to cry
Takes a swing but
She can't hit!
She don't mean no harm
She just don't know... what else to do about it

Jane goes
To the store at eight
She walks up on Saint Andrews
She waits
And gets her dinner there
She pulls her dinner
From her pocket

Jane says I've never been in love - no
She don't know what it is
She only knows if someone wants her

"I only want 'em if they want me,..."
"I only know they want me..."

Jane says...
Jane says... 

Love me dead -- Ludo 

Love me cancerously
Like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
'High-maintenance' means
You're a gluttonous queen
Narcissistic and mean.
Kill me romantically
Fill my soul with vomit
Then ask me for a piece of gum.
Bitter and dumb
You're my sugarplum.
You're awful, I love you!

CHORUS
She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
And when her edges soften
Her body is my coffin
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed

Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh...
Love me dead! Love me dead!

You're a faith-healer on T.V.
You're an office park without any trees
Corporate and cold
Gushing for gold
Leave me alone.
You suck so passionately
You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin' my heart
You call me up drunk
Does the fun ever start?
You're hideous and sexy!

REPEAT CHORUS

Must be the sign on my head
That says, oh...
Love me dead! Love me dead!

SOLO

Love me cancerously
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
How's your new boy?
Does he know about me?
You've got the mark of the beast.
You're born of a jackal! You're beautiful!

REPEAT CHORUS

Wha' 'bout that sign on my head
That says, oh...
Love me dead!

Beautiful Disaster -- 311

Today seems like a good day
To burn a bridge or two
The one with old wood creaking
That would burn away right on cue
I try to be not like that,
But some people really suck
Some people need to get the axing
Chalk it up to bad luck
I know a drugstore cowgirl
So afraid of getting bored
She's always runnin' from something
So many things ignored
I might do that stuff if
It didn't make me feel like shit
I'm on some old reality tip
So many trips in it

Beautiful disaster
Flyin down the street again
I tried to keep up (keep up)
Wore me out and left me ate up
Now I wish you all the luck
You're a a butterfly in the wind without a care
A pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do, I don't whatever

I know a drugstore cowgirl
So afraid of getting bored
She's always runnin' from something
So many things ignored
I try to be not like this
But I thought it'd make a good song
There's nothing to see, show's over
People just move along

Beautiful disaster
Flyin' down the street again
I tried to keep up (keep up)
Wore me out and left me ate up
Now I wish you all the luck
You're a butterfly in the wind without a care
Pretty train crash to me and I can't care
I do, I don't, whatever.

Little Miss Can't Be Wrong 
-- Spin Doctors
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town.
It's been a whole lot happier without her face around.
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout.
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out.

She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do.
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano.
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong

Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll songs?

Other peoples' thoughts, they ain't your hand-me-downs.
Would it be so bad to simply turn around.
You cook so well, all nice and French.
You do your brain surgery too, mamma, with your monkey wrench

Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll songs?
Yeah
Can't be wrong
No, no, no
Can't be wrong
Oh, you can't be wrong
Can't be wrong
Can't be wrong
No, no, no

I hope them cigarettes are gonna make you cough.
I hope you heard this song and it pissed you off.
I take that back -- I hope you're doing fine.
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
What'cha gonna do to get into another one of these rock 'n' roll songs?

Ah
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, you can't be wrong
Oh, you can't be wrong
You can't be wrong
Oh
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong, no
Oh, you can't be wrong
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong, whoah
Oh
Girl Next Door -- Saving Jane
Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin
Perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She's the prom queen
I'm in the marching band
She's a cheerleader 
I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk 
I'm sleepin on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutant
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her

She's the prom queen 
I'm in the marching band
She's a cheerleader 
I'm sittin in the stands
She gets the top bunk 
I'm sleepin on the floor
She's Miss America and 
I'm just the girl next door
Oh... I'm just the girl next door

I don't know why I'm feelin' sorry for myself myself myself
I spend all my time wishin' that I was someone else

She's the prom queen 
I'm in the marching band
She's a cheerleader 
I'm sittin in the stands
I get a little bit 
she gets a little more
She's Miss America...She's Miss America
I'm just the girl next door...oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm just the girl 
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
i'm just the girl next door 
Bohemian like you 
-- The Dandy Warhols
You've got a great car,
Yeah, what's wrong with it today?
I used to have one too,
Maybe I'll come and have a look.
I really love your hairdo,Yeah,
I'm glad you like mine too,
See what lookin' pretty cool will get ya.

So what do you do?
Oh yeah I wait tables too.
No I haven't heard your band,
Cause you guys are pretty new.
But if you dig on Vegan food,
Well come over to my work,
I'll have them cook you something that you'll really love,

Cause I like you,
Yeah, I like you,
And I'm feeling so Bohemian like you,
Yeah, I like you,
Yeah, I like you,
And I feel wahoo, wooo

Wohoo hoo hoo X4

Wait,
Who's that guy,
Just hanging at your pad.
He's looking kinda BUMMED,
Yeah, you broke up that's too bad.
I guess its fair if he always pays the rent,
and he doesn't get bent about sleeping on the couch when I'm there,

Cause I like you,
Yeah I like you,
And I'm feeling so Bohemian like you.
Yeah I like you,
Yeah I like you,
And I feel wahoo, woooo
Wohoo hoo hoo X3

I'm getting wise,
and i'm feeling so Bohemian like you,
It's you that I want so please,
just a casual, casual easy thing.
Is it? It is for me.
And I like you,
Yeah I like you,
And I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you
I like you.
And I feel wahoo, woooo
Wohoo hoo hoo X4
Hands Clean -- Alanis Morrisette 
If it weren't for your maturity none of this would have happened 
If you weren't so wise beyond your years I would've been able to control myself 
If it weren't for my attention you wouldn't have been successful and 
If it weren't for me you would never have amounted to very much 

Ooh, this could be messy 
But you don't seem to mind 
Ooh, don't go telling everybody 
And overlook this supposed crime. 

We'll fast forward to a few years later 
And no one knows except the both of us. 
And I have honored your request for silence 
And you've washed your hands clean of this. 

You're essentially an employee and I like you having to depend on me 
You're kind of my protege‚ and one day you'll say you learned all you know from me 
I know you depend on me like a young thing would to a guardian 
I know you sexualize me like a young thing would and I think I like it 

Ooh, this could get messy 
But you don't seem to mind 
Ooh don't go telling everybody 
And overlook this supposed crime 

We'll fast forward to a few years later 
And no one knows except the both of us 
And I have honored your request for silence 
And you've washed your hands clean of this 

what part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept? 
what part of your memory is selective and tends to forget? 
what with this distance it seems so obvious? 

Just make sure you don't tell on me especially to members of your family 
We best keep this to ourselves and not tell any members of our inner posse 
I wish I could tell the world cuz you're such a pretty thing when you're done up properly 
I might want to marry you one day if you watch that weight and keep your firm body 

Ooh this could be messy and 
Ooh I don't seem to mind 
Ooh don't go telling everybody 
And overlook this supposed crime. 
Rich Girl -- Hall & Oates 

Like a Rolling Stone - R. Zimmerman

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it, babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Dead Flowers --  M. Jagger/K. Richards

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
Well, you know I could never be alone

Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave.

Well, when you're sitting back in your rose-pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day.
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away

Take me down, little Susie, take me down.
I know you think you're the queen of the underground.
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down, little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground.
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave 

Celebrity -- Brad Paisley

Someday I'm gonna be famous,
Do I have talent, well, no.
These days you don't really need it,
Thanks to reality shows

Can't wait to date a supermodel,
Can't wait to sue my dad.
Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari
On my way to rehab....

Chorus-
Cause when you're a celebrity
It's adios reality
You can act just like a fool
People think you're cool
Just 'cause your on TV.
I can throw major fits
When my latte isn't just how I like it.
They say I've gone insane,
I'll blame it on the fame,
And the pressures that it goes with
Being a celebrity
uh, huh.

I get to cry to Barbara Walters,
When things don't go my way.
I'll get community service
No matter which law I break.

I'll make the supermarket tabloids,
They'll write some awful stuff
But the more they run my name down,
THE MORE MY PRICE GOES UP!

Chorus-
Cause when you're a celebrity,
It's adios reality.
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just cause you're on TV.
I can fall in and out of love,
Have marriages that barely last a month.
When they go down the drain
I'll blame it on fame
And say it's just so tough.
Being a Celebrity

So let's hitch up the wagons and head out west
To the land of fun in the sun
We'll be real world bachelors
Jackass Millionaires
Hey, Hey, Hollywood
Here we come!

Chorus-
Yeah, When you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just 'cause you're on TV
...Being a Celebrity
...Yeah Celebrity!
...uh-huh
"Where's my coffee?"

Shimmer - Fuel

She calls me from the cold
Just when I was low, feeling short of stable
And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label
She says she's ashamed
And can she take me for awhile
And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past
But maybe I'm not able
And I break at the bend
We're here and now, but will we ever be again
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade
Away again
She dreams a champagne dream
Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper
Lavender and cream
Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her
She says that love is for fools who fall behind
And I'm somewhere in between
I never really know
A killer from a savior
'Til I break at the bend
It's too far away for me to hold
It's too far away...
Guess I'll let it go
 

Left of Center -- Susanne Vega

If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Off of the strip

In the outskirts
In the fringes
In the corner
Out of the grip

When they ask me
What are you looking at?
I always answer
Nothing much (not much)
I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think
I must be out of touch

But I'm only
In the outskirts
And in the fringes
On the edge
And off the avenue
And if you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you

I think that somehow
Somewhere inside of us
We must be similar
If not the same
So I continue
To be wanting you
Left of center
Against the grain

If you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Off of the strip
In the outskirts
In the fringes
In the corner
Out of the grip

When they ask me
What are you looking at?
I always answer
Nothing much (not much)
I think they know that
I'm looking at them
I think they think
I must be out of touch

But I'm only
In the outskirts
And in the fringes
On the edge
And off the avenue
And if you want me
You can find me
Left of center
Wondering about you
Wondering about you

Neon - John Mayer

When sky blue gets dark enough
To see the colors of the city lights
A trail of ruby red and diamond white
Hits her like a sunrise

She comes and goes and comes and goes
Like no one cares

Tonight she's out to lose herself
And find a high on Peachtree Street
From mixed drinks to techno beats it's always
Heavy into everything

She comes and goes and comes and goes
Like no one cares
She comes and goes and no one knows
She's slipping through my hands

She's always buzzing just like
Neon, neon
Neon, neon
Who knows how long, how long, how long
She can go before she burns away

I can't be her angel now
You know it's not my place to hold her down
And it's hard for me to take a stand
When I would take her anyway I can

She comes and she goes
Like no one cares
She comes and she goes
She's slipping through my hands

She's always buzzing just like
Neon, neon
Neon, neon
Who knows how long, how long, how long
She can go before she burns away. away

She comes and she goes
Like no one cares
She comes and she goes
She's slipping through my hands

She's always buzzing just like
Neon, neon
Neon, neon
Who knows how long, how long, how long
She can go before she burns away

Who Knew -- Pink

You took my hand
You showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right
I took your words
And I believed
In everything
You said to me
Yeah huh
That's right

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them up
Cause they're all wrong
I know better
Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh no
No no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now
For they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever
Who knew

Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we
Until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened

If someone said three years from now
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong and
That last kiss
I'll cherish
Until we meet again
And time makes
It harder
I wish I could remember
But I keep
Your memory
You visit me in my sleep
My darling
Who knew
My darling
My darling
Who knew
My darling
I miss you
My darling
Who knew
Who knew