Calling all stars, come on We all stars, we are one We all shine, we are chrome And we are shimmering We light up the night like a black sun Turn on, turn on (turn on) Play it loud, we don't care

What are you listening to Is it a cover band in some college town bar Where it's na-na-na's and air guitars Just a sad song playing on the radio station Tears still fall and hearts still breakin' Cause you're hanging on Or is it a love song about someone

And if you really love me won't you tell me Then I won't have to be Playing around Playing around no You call my name Ooh so sweet To make your kiss incomplete When your mood is clear You quickly change your ways

(Glitch, glitch, glitch, glitch) Car full of miles to the deep blue Walkin' in the snow from the upper joy Ice in my hair 'cause I'm a cold bitch Don't play me You're the reason why your soul glitch Too good to have you too

Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade Back in the USA for a small town serenade With fireworks on display Tonight, it's a hero's welcome home And there's no place to go And I'm taking it to the

It's so easy gettin' through these times So easy your love and mine If you need a woman in bed with you Tell her in front what you can do It's easy, easy as pie Don't have to be a ? You don't have to lie If you play the guitar it won't be long You'd be

Fly away on my zephyr We'll find a place together I feel it more than ever And in this perfect weather Take a look It's on display for you Coming down No, not today In the water where I center my emotion

This is what you call a flip Ten keys from a quarter brick Bentley from his mama's whip K.O.D., he hard as shit Don't give a fuck and I'm somewhat insane If practice made perfect, I'm practice's baby My life is too crazy, no actor could play me And the

Putting on my music while I'm watching the boys I like you a lot So I do what you want Singing soft grunge just to soak up the noise Blue ribbons on ice Playing their guitars, only one of my toys 'Cause I like you a lot No holds barred, I've been sent to

Turn on the radio! You wanna turn me on, turn on your stereo. You can sing along, while they're playin' my song. How you done me wrong, Baby crank it up! Until you blow the speakers out your Chevy truck. So listen Romeo, when you're feelin' kinda lonely,