Talk that talk to me, yeah What you saying now, give it to me baby One and two and a three and four Come on let me know if you want some more You know what I like, now get it right Boy talk that talk to me all night Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it

I'd rather be I'd rather be with an animal I'd rather be with One, two, three, four, five against one Said one, two, three, four, five against one Five, five, five, five, five against one Five, five, five against one Torture from you to me, yeah Abducted

I used to sing for you I remember there was a time When I used to sing for you Do do do, do do do One, two, one, two, three, four Sweet and high at the break of dawn Simple tune that you can hum along too Knew all the words to the popular songs

When you wanna be a movie star (c'mon) Play it right and drive a Volvo car (c'mon) Pick a fight at an airport bar Gimmie gimmie some of that vampire money c'mon One, two, three, four Everybody party 'til the gasman comes Sparkle like Bowie in the morning

Oh, well, I love you, girl Okay, okay, ready? Okay, dynamics with tension Fun and laughter for all, honky rock A one, two, a one, two, three, four If you knew, Peggy Sue Then you'd know why I feel blue About Peggy, my Peggy Sue Yes, I love you, Peggy Sue

Yeah, we’re alright though She’s kinda hot though We are the kings and the queens of the new broken scene Yeah, she’s kinda hot though (One, two, three, four) They say we’re losers and we’re alright with that We are the leaders of the not coming back’s

To the ground where you left my heart to bleed Your goin' down down down boy Five, four, three, two, one Bang! Bang! Bang! Boy! Your goin' down, down, down, boy Bang! she shot you. Karma tastes so sweet Karma tastes so bang bang bang boy Bang! she shot

Let there be love Let there be love Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me? Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams? One, two, three, four I hope the weather is calm as you sail up your heavenly stream

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

Hitchin' a ride (don't know where to go) One, two, three, four There's a drought at the fountain of youth My tongue is swelling up Troubled times You know I cannot lie I'm off the wagon and I'm hitchin' a ride Hey mister, where you headed? Are you in a