• 45 - Elvis Costello
• 45 - Machine Gun Fellatio
• 45 - Anything Box
• 45 - Shinedown
• 45 - Pepper
• 45 - Noodles
• 45 - Kristy Lee

Bells are chiming for victory
There's a page back in history
They came back to the world that they fought for
Didn't turn out just like they thought
[Chorus:]
Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What did you lose?
What did you gain?
What did you win?
Nine years later a child is born
There's a record, so you put it on
Nine years more, if we're lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
There's a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
[Chorus]
Bass and treble heal every hurt
There's a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, I've heard
'Til you turn it down to 33 and 1/3
'Cos it helps with the elocution
Corporations turn revolutions
So don't you weep and shed
Just change your name instead
What do you lose when it all goes to your head?
I heard something peculiar said:
"Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead"
Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I bless
I'd be lost, I confess

[Approximately]
Alright sir, here we go, what are we going to give [???]
On twenty-five gonna give me thirty dollars thirty make it thirty bid on thirty-five and now forty make it forty now forty-five make it forty five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
On twenty-five gonna give me thirty dollars thirty make it thirty bid on thirty-five and now forty make it forty now forty-five make it forty five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
Alright sir, here we go, what are we going to give [???]
On twenty-five gonna give me thirty dollars thirty make it thirty bid on thirty-five and now forty make it forty now forty-five make it forty five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five
Five, five, five, make it forty-five

(claude s.)
I have 45 second to show you,
How your heart was torn by
Disilusions, trapped by all the whims
That you created, shaking with a
Fear...
Give way to the sun, it will remind
You there are better days,
When you'll be smiling.stop this
Apathy before it swallows us!
Am I just the same?
We need empathy
(do you believe me)
We need empathy
(time to retrieve it)
We need empathy
(I really want it)
Give me anything
However small!

Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
You keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Send a message to the unborn child
Keep your eyes open for a while
In a box high up on the shelf
Left for you, no one else
There's a piece of a puzzle known as life
Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
Everyone's pointing their fingers
Always condemning me
Nobody knows what I believe
I believe
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45
Swimming through the ashes of another life
No real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45
And I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There is no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45, 45

Lost in pictures Baby I'm
Lost and found
Reminiscing bout my teens
It's a postcard scene from Kona town
Sitting in my hotel room
Oooh on a cold London afternoon
My glass is red
Staring out my window
Over the streets
There's a cool breeze I freeze
Sit back in my seat
The radio is painted blue
And it's crying the bed 2 big with out you
Now that I'm done, now that
Do you remember those songs that keep us up till dawn
Slowly rocking you all the time
Baby put on your 45 and let it take over

I want to tell u real events,
I am turn like a 45, u never know.
throw away,all the thing ur got,
u can do it, to my way, once more.
someone try
and shush me but
I cry out
thought everybod seem
to think i'm "noodles".
then all my inside,
so fly to piece,
just like a electricity,
I can became air.
my watch is out of order now,
i am turn like a 45, u never know.
but would be nothing at all.
see the surprised look on face,once more.
someone try
and shush me but
I cry out
thought everybody seem
to think i'm "noodless".
then all my inside,
so fly to piece,
just like a electricity,
I can became air.
then all my inside,
so fly to piece,
just like a electricity,
I can became air.
I will penetrate
away place u go,
how does it feel to be?

He wakes up in the morning and he puts on his shoes
Well, he's gonna find him another, woman to abuse.
But he don't know, about that 45
Hidden in the dresser of his Wife..that he's gonna feel..
You better watch out boy, 'cause here she comes,
but you better hide your face & you better run.
'Cause She had enough, She had enough.
It's late night, a car pulls in the drive
& She can tell he's guilty by the look in his eyes,
But she wipes a tear but he doesn't understand.
Well this is the last time he's gonna raise his hand
Well he takes a seat& asks where's my dinner,
But it's long past cold& She pulls the trigger,
She had enough, She had enough..
There's cops on the scene, there's smoke in the air
Well, there's blood on the floor, but she don't care.
Well, all of this, there's a lesson to learn
Well, don't ya piss off a southern woman 'cause you might get burned..
'Cause She had enough..She had enough..She had enough
He wakes up in the morning, and he puts on his shoes
Well, he is gonna find him another, woman to abuse