Ah, why won't they talk to me? (I thought I was happy) Out of the zone I guess I'll go home Try to be sane Try to pretend None of it happened Lonely old me Whoops-a-daisy I thought I was happy

I'll be the one to drive you back home Kathleen All the other girls here are stars you are the Northern Lights They try to shine in through your curtains you're too close and too bright They try and they try but everything that they do Is the ghost of a

I laid the night before me Unraveled the tangles of my heart All I felt was stale hallow air These streams of uncertainty They are collapsing upon my mind Torrents fill my veins until I burst With mistaken guilt and shame My battered bones Try to keep

Hey, hey, I got you I got your back, I got you I'll crawl over broken glass, I will stand in the flame Take the bullet, take the blows, I would take all the pain Anything, anything that you gotta get through I take your side, I lay my life down for you

Pushing little children, With their fully automatics, They like to push the weak around, They like to push the weak around. Push the weak around, Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace, Peaceful, loving

So up rolls a riot van And sparks excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid Got chased last night From men with truncheons dressed in hats We didn't do that much wrong Still ran away though for the

Copycat, copycat, copycat Copy everyone else Copy copy copy copy yourself Copy copy copy everyone else They had an accident and they never noticed anyway A lack of originality couldn't focus on the day So much for the radio everybody sounds the same

Hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from

Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour your sugar on me Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Break the bubble, break it up C'mon fire me up Ooh I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet Hey, hey, hey

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along