Is going to be a good year Got a feeling '21 Especially if you and me See it in together What about the boy? I had no reason to be over optimistic But somehow when you smiled I could brave bad weather You didn't hear it

Be cruel to your school In the name of rock and roll Just like a sister or a brother 'Cause you may never get another 'Cause hey I gotta know What I'll have to show When I hi-hi-ho it from here 'cause you may never get another well I don't think I'll

Gerald what you so sad for? Why the hell you got the blues? Everybody wanna be in your shoes Everything ain't that bad Name a reason that you got to be mad Man stop acting like a bitch Forgot you're all famous now and rich? Gerald what the fuck is wrong,

So good to be bad I say why does it feel so good? Getting what I want, boy Why does that make you so mad? You see, why does it feel so good? 'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for Oh baby, here I am (I am) Oh baby, here I am I said why does it

Black Cats, White Cats All my Zef Cats, look out Big dog in the place to be! Pitbull terrier, I am a pitbull terrier Pussy, for bad boy No pussy, sad boy You’re making me crazy Mal in the skull boy All work and no play

This song's for you There's a million pretty girls all over Come on, eh, eh, eh What I gotta do to get you into my life? I could be your bad boy or baby I could be nice I would give you all the stars If you give me the night Been all around the world And

They made rules for fools, so get wise Where were you last night? Dear mummy, dear daddy, You had plans for me, I was your only son. And long before this baby boy could count to three, You knew just what he would become.

Oh, toy soldier A boy that knows how to take care of me Won't be just coming over This time I need a soldier, a really bad ass soldier That know how to take, take care of me I'm so damn glad that's over This time I need a soldier, I'm sick of toy

Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock Everybody in the whole cell block This one recorded live Right here tonight And I think you've got the fuckin' jive Cause we've got some bad beat boogie woogie For ya boys

No, it's not supposed to go like that Tommy found his daddy's gun And Joey had never seen one Real cowboy all dressed up As he held it in his hand Said, "You be good and I'll be bad" Then he pulled the trigger back Stopped little Tommy in his tracks