My Chemical Romance – Welcome to the Black Parade (2006)

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.

He said, “Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?”
He said “Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?”
Because one day I’ll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade.”

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, “Son when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken, the beaten and the damned?”

Sometimes I get the feeling she’s watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
When you’re gone we want you all to know.

We’ll carry on,
We’ll carry on
And though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We’ll carry on
And in my heart I can’t contain it
The anthem won’t explain it.

A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end
We hear the call

To carry on
We’ll carry on
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We’ll carry on
And though you’re broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh

Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all

Do or die
You’ll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you’ll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part
I won’t explain or say I’m sorry
I’m unashamed, I’m gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here, because it’s only you
I’m just a man, I’m not a hero
I’m just a boy, who’s meant to sing this song
I’m just a man, I’m not a hero
I — don’t — care

We’ll carry on
We’ll carry on
Though you’re dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
You’ll carry on
And though you’re broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
We’ll carry on
We’ll carry on
We’ll carry on
We’ll carry
We’ll carry on
(Do or die, you’ll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you’ll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part)
[x2]

Glukoza – Pigs (2005)

[Translated into English from Russian/German]

Flow of cars, I arrived peacefully
Without control and with obstacles in my head
I’m going home
Step, step, step – I ended up in the dark again
For the third time I was completely deceived
Already by you

I won’t forgive, and the head goes
I want to choose the words for them

One, two, three
Swanky-swanky pigs
Oh-oh

One, two, three
Swanky-swanky pigs

Quid pro quo – now a strike for the honest
I’m in motion top center
Now you aren’t mine
Piggy boy, I in no way expected
That I’m flying into a bum deal again
Now with you

Chorus

[Man speaking Russian in background:]
Attention! Attention!
To all cheaters of girl’s hearts,
You are ordered to gather together and go on …
Or try to turn from pigs into people
And not cheat on those who love you.

[Woman speaking German in background:]
Attention! Attention!
This is for all liars who broke the heart of a woman,
You are given the order to stick close together,
and, erm, oh-oh, or try to turn from pigs into people
and never lie again to the ones who love you.

Will Smith – Wild Wild West (1999)

Will Smith:
wicka wicka wild, wicka wild wicka wicka Wild Wild West, Jim West,
desperado, rough rider
No you don’t want nada
None of this, six gunin this, brotha runnin this,
Buffalo soldier, look it’s like I told ya
Any damsel that’s in distress
Be out of that dress when she meet Jim West
Rough neck so go check the law and abide
Watch your step, reflex and get a hold in your side
Swallow your pride, don’t let your lip react,
You don’t wanna see my hand where my hip be at,
With Artemus, from the start of this,
Runnin the game, James West tamin the west so remember the name
Now who ya gonna call?

Kool Moe Dee: Not the G.B.’s

Will Smith:Now who you gonna call?

Kool Moe Dee: j dub n’ ag

Will Smith:
If you have a riff with either one of us,
Break out before you get bumrushed at the (Wild Wild West)
When I roll into the (Wild Wild West)
When I stroll into the (Wild Wild West)
When I bounce into the (Wild Wild West) Sisqo, Sisqo

Sisqo: We going straight to the Wild Wild West
We going straight to the Wild Wild, c’mon

Will Smith:
Now, now, now, now once upon a time in the west
Mad man lost his damn mind in the west
Loveless, givin up a dime, nothin’ less
Now I must put his behind to the test (can you feel me)
Then through the shadows, in the saddle, ready for battle
Bring all your boys in, here come the poison
Behind my back, all the riffin’ ya did,
Front and center, now where your lip at kid?
Who dat is? A mean brotha, bad for your health
Lookin damn good though, if I could say it myself
Told me Loveless is a mad man, but I don’t fear that
He got mad weapons too, ain’t tryin to hear that
Tryin to bring down me, the champion
When y’all clowns gon’ see that it can’t be done
Understand me son, I’m the slickest they is,
I’m the quickest as they is, did I say I’m the slickest they is?
So if you barking up the wrong tree we comin,
don’t be startin nothin
Me and my partner gonna test your chest, Loveless
Can’t stand the heat then get out the Wild Wild West

Sisqo: We going straight to
(when I roll into the) the Wild Wild West
(when I stroll into the) We going straight to
(when I bounce into the) the Wild Wild West (Sisqo, Sisqo)
We going straight to the Wild Wild West
We going straight to the Wild Wild West

Dru Hill: *freestylin*

*Breakdown* [x2] (Can you feel it?)

Will Smith:
To any outlaw tryin to draw, thinkin you’re bad,
Any draw in West best with a pen and a pad,
Don’t even think about it, six gun, weighin a ton,
10 paces and turn, just for fun, son,
Up till sundown, rolling around,
See where the bad guys are to be found and make ’em lay down,
The defenders of the west,
Crushin on pretenders in the west,
Don’t mess with us cuz we’re in the (Wild Wild West)

Sisqo: We going straight to
(when I roll into the) the Wild Wild West
(when I stroll into the) We going straight to
(when I bounce into the) the Wild Wild West (Sisqo, Sisqo)
We going straight to
(when I roll into the) the Wild Wild West
(when I stroll into the) We going straight to
(when I bounce into the) the Wild Wild West (Sisqo, Sisqo)
Straight to the Wild Wild West
Straight to the Wild Wild West

When I roll into the
(Wild Wild West) When I stroll into the
(Wild Wild West) When I bounce into the
(Wild Wild West) Straight to (Sisqo, Sisqo) the
(Wild Wild West) whoo, uh
(Wild Wild West) ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) uh Dru, Dru
(Wild Wild West) I done done it again y’all done done it again
(Wild Wild West) ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) Big Will, Dru Hill, uh
(Wild Wild West) Big Will, Dru Hill ha ha ha ha
(Wild Wild West) *the Wild Wild West*
(Wild Wild West) uh
(Wild Wild West) one time
(Wild Wild West) uh,
(Wild Wild West) *the wild wild west* bring in the heat, bring in the heat, what?
(Wild Wild West)
(Wild Wild West) uh can’t stop the bumrush *the Wild Wild*
(Wild Wild West)

Blink-182 – What’s My Age Again? (1999)

I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husband’s in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that’s about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is caller ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

(Musical Solo)

And that’s about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three
And you still act like you’re in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What’s my age again?

And that’s about the time she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
What’s my age again?
What’s my age again?

What’s my age again?

Green Day – Holiday (2005)

(Say hey!)

Hear the sound of the falling rain,
Coming down like an Armageddon flame,
The shame,
The ones who died without a name,
Hear the dogs howling out of key,
To a hymn called “Faith and Misery”
And bleed the company lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On Holiday

Hear the drum pounding out of time,
Another protester has crossed the line,
To find the money’s on the other side,
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There’s a flag wrapped around the score of men.
A gag,
A plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On Holiday

The representive from California has the floor

Zeig Heil to the president gas man,
Bombs away is your punishment,
Pulverize the Eiffel tower?
Who criticize your government,
Bang, Bang goes the broken glass, and
Kill all the fags that don’t agree,
Trials by fire setting fire,
Is not a way that’s meant for me,
Just cause,
Just cause because we’re outlaws, yeah!

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives,

I beg to dream and differ,
From the hollow lies,
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

Transplants – Diamond and Gun (2002)

Bombs goin off in Sierra Leone
Taken more shots than Karl Malone
Battle looms, your doom, injustice entombed
Who got the diamonds? Who gonna find them?
Who gonna mine them when the time comes?
Diamonds and Guns, Diamonds and Guns

[chorus:]
it’s a wicked world that we live in it’s cruel
and unforgiving
it’s a wicked world that we live in it’s cruel
and unforgiving

woohoo

woohoo

Knock, knock, knock, who’s that? It’s Momma, son
Lookin’ for the bitch who took the money and run
Now the daylight’s gone and there’s no more fun
And who’s the fuckin’ bitch who stole all the heroin?
Heroin, heroin, it’s all gone
Smoked it all up, and now you got none
And now you look around and that’s not the plan
This is not what you had in mind

I shot in heaven, now I cry
No one lives forever, in fact we all die
From those who bust shots to those who stuff cops
To those who serve rocks on all the hard blocks

Every last soul must pay the last toll
In the dice game of life, who gets the last roll?
Is it the one with the suit? The one with the sack?
The one who hides behind his fuckin’ gun and his badge?
Negative outlook? Well that’s how I’m livin’
And like he said, it’s a wicked world we live in
It’s a wicked world we live in

woohoo

woohoo

I’m wiggin out, flippin’ out, hearts is what I’m rippin’ out
I’m slippin’ out, I’m dippin’ out, killin’s what I’m livin’ out
Pick ’em, let me pick ’em out, spin and let me whip it out
Gat to your face with the fuckin’ bullets stickin’ out
Missin’ out, diss and bout, blood’s what you’re pissin’ out
84 I’m Crazy Horse, shootin’ up, I’m illin’ out
Rippin’ out, I’m trippin’ out, different now, I’m pimpin’ out
any color at my belt and ouch while theyre clippin out
Criminal I’m hittin’ out, in L.A. no gettin’ out
2 1 3, pack your P, fly wicked style
Listen now, I’m sinnin’ out, a 6-pack I’m sippin’ out

[chorus]

woohoo

woohoo

Yo! representin O-Town, 2002 baby Transplants, 1 , hahaha