Golden years, gold whop whop whop Come get up my baby Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel There's my baby, lost that's all Once I'm begging you save her little soul I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years Nothing's gonna

You're dumbstruck, baby You're dumbstruck, baby, now you know Your mind is racing like a pro now Oh my god, it doesn't mean a lot to you One time, you were a glowing young ruffian Oh my god, it was a million years ago You're pink, you're young, you're

And American honey Blowin' in the wind Callin' out my name like a long lost friend Oh I miss those days as the years go by There's a wild, wild whisper Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime She grew up on a side of the road Where the church bells ring and

Enjoy yourself while you're still in the pink It's later than you think. Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself Enjoy yourself it's later than you think The years go by as quickly as a wink (Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself it's later than you think) You work and

Then, and again, sing of three hundred men Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender Many many years ago, when Persia came ashore Heeding Leonidas' call the Spartans went to war Joined by their brothers, a few against the fateful horde

Goodbye my friend Where do we go from here I wish you well my friend How did it end inside this living hell we’re in Why did it end A lesson, I give you all I had to give you Wasted so many years of innocence You burned the bridges, severed the ties

Sands of all time, mystery of life Everlasting sadness through lightyears gone by Land lost in time, once more back where we belong Promises of yesterday, we'll keep holding on Rise up to the open sky One chance at the price of glory Raise your souls

Uh, this is a song that came by way of request I haven't done this song since I was fifteen years old Oh, that's a long time ago Strangers in the night Exchanging glances Wondering in the night What were the chances? We'd be sharing love

Hanging out when it's past time to go Though everyone tried to ignore us We'd scared them all off by the chorus There you stood looking proud What was left of the crowd at our show And I was twenty-two backwoods years old You were singing that night by

He hung on the windswept world tree Whose roots no one knows For nine whole days he hung there pierced By Gugnir, his spear Swimming in pain he peered into the depths And cried out in agony Reaching out he grasped the runes Before falling back from the