• Superdrag
• Everclear
• Peter Laughner
• Bandslam

(J. Davis)
You're the next local superstar
Take a bow if you get this far
Nothing's real baby make a move
Some expected groove
Prove it to the world
Now drink and be real
This is the last time
Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine
Whenever you steal you make it the right line
You're the next disappointing boom
Burning out in the same black room
Nothing's real if you read the news
If you bled the blues
Prove it to the world
Now drink and be real
This is the last time
Hard to conceal the flavor of strychnine
Whenever you steal you make it the right line
Rolling with some friends of mine

She came out west to find the sun
She lost her name but found a new one
Amy goes to school all day
But at night in the neighborhood they call her Amphetamine
She is perfect in that fucked up way
That all the magazines seem to want to glorify these days
She looks like a teenage anthem
She looks like she used to be happy with the girl inside
She looks so bored sometimes
And she has that super pale skin and those soft green eyes
She looks like she could have been happy in a better life
She came out west just to break away clean
From her family and her friends and a little girl's dream
All she wants to do every night
Is to sit beside my window and listen to the sirens
She is perfect in that fucked up way
That all the magazines seem to want to glorify these days
She looks like a teenage anthem
And she looks like she should have been happy in another life
In another life
She came out west just to break the spell
After three long years in a marriage from hell
Six months clean living sober and right
Her doctors tell her everything will be alright
Yeah, you just take your pill
And everything will be alright
She looks like a teenage anthem
She looks like a magazine girl
She looks like a teenage anthem
Like she used to be happy in another world
She looks like a teenage anthem
She is happy with the girl inside
She looks like a teenage anthem
And looks like she could have been happy in another life
In another life
Happy in another life
Met her at a party and I took her home
She is the saddest girl that I have ever known
She wakes up in the middle of the night
Just to tell me everything will be alright
Amy smiles at me and tells me everything will be alright
I tell myself the same damn thing
Everyday

Take the guitar player for a ride
never he is left bein' satisfied
thinks is all some kind of death
just can't seem to get over it
With your bowl indeen
on your movie seen
and you don't know what i mean
but you don't know what i've been
If you jump in his hips
and your spanish lips
Take the guitar player for a ride
he's never wants bein' satisfied
thinks is all some kind of death
but takin' years to get over it
but you're so easily overexcited
we would have in a party but we won't invited
I took the key down to the Harbour Inn
over the cops he want let it mean
but he's used to be in turn away
he's gonna show them some fine day
and you're so easily excited
we would have in a party but we won't invited
With your better days and your shifty face
and your purple eyes
is like a game that you play
and you're so easily overexcited
we would have in a party but we won't invited
Until i found myself on the floor
i find a new better that i know now
always wear chost on my head
and i guess and i got overthere
i was so easily excited
there was always a party but i was never invited
Pretty baby said she was glad she got this far
and she where upon the roof just to read the stars
i gave her a hug and a kiss
but i can never give her this
Take the guitar player for a ride
he's hardly havin' been satisfied
thinks is all some kind of death
maybe you can help'em get over it
but you're so easily excited

On the seventh hour of the seventh day
The seventh son was looking for a seventh stage get away
The word came down from a blinding light
You got one chance, baby, baby, you better do it right
I was driving down on the 101
It was late at night and I was thinking 'bout the things I'd done
All of my regrets and, baby, all of my fears
I was slipping the car from gear to gear to gear
Hey hey hey
God bless the child, God bless his soul
God perish the idea that he'll die before he's old
You gotta be cool, you got to behave
And there'll be time for that when I'm lying in my grave
You gotta watch your step, or you'll lose your way
Take heed of your elders and do everything they say
Watch out for the man, the man who tolls the bells
But if I fear for the devil and I fear for myself
Then I'm gonna have to fear for everybody else
Oh yeah, I'm gonna fly (sha la la la la mamma yeah)
I'm gonna live until the day I die
Ain't got time to wonder why
I'm gonna live until the day I die