I made a bucket list, changed the B to an F I gave my give a damn the finger, so it got up and left I quit worrying about people's expectations And ordered up a six pack of chillaxification Maybe write it all down, and then blow it all off If you're a

We are tired of the tune, "you must not relent" The soldier boy for his soldier's pay, obeys The sergeant at arms, whatever he says The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay, obey The captains until his dying day The captain will, for his captain's pay,

Doo doo doo lookin' out my back door. Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? Doo doo doo. Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. Just got

Let's dance like we're making love Making love It's really late You're getting closer and the lights off Your body is in sync to the beat of my heart And I can feel your nature rising wild and wild on you Sweat dripping from my body, we both at this

Sta 'nfronte a te! Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole Ma n'atu sole Cchiu' bello, oi ne' 'O sole mio 'O sole, 'o sole mio Sta 'nfronte a te Luceno 'e llastre d'a fenesta toia Quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne

I still fuck 'em like I used too I need to put that shit on Youtube Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy Single ladies come and have my baby Hey my nigga come and grab your lady Lemme see you twerk it, lemme see if you can twerk it 'Cause you know

Vida, pura vida La vida es una copa Y se bebe gota a gota hasta el final Olvida las penas y el dolor Ven y derrama el sudor La vida es una sola Hasta el final

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

If I could change yesterday I would take back the time I gave to you Start over and rise from the black and blue Don't say you're not to blame Don't say you're not the one to blame You dragged me through your darkness to soak up all the rain And don't

Plastic bag in the sea Mysterious form, soul in the dark Under this heavy sealing concrete waves Followed by servants, funeral cortège This pale ghost is gathering his strength Ghost, pale, the procession is crawling Plastic form dead things, it is now