• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Dreaming - Joey Cape
• Drag - Joey Cape
• B-Side - Joey Cape
• Mission Unaccomplished - Joey Cape
• Minus - Joey Cape
• Canoe - Joey Cape
• Burn That Bridge When We Get To It - Joey Cape
• Wind In Your Sails - Joey Cape
• Who We've Become - Joey Cape
• We're Not In Love Anymore - Joey Cape
• Violins - Joey Cape
• Violet - Joey Cape
• Uniform - Joey Cape
• Twenty-Seven - Joey Cape
• Tragic Vision - Joey Cape
• The Ramones Are Dead - Joey Cape
• Montreal - Joey Cape
• The Contortionist - Joey Cape
• Okay - Joey Cape
• Non Sequitur - Joey Cape
• No Mirror - Joey Cape
• No Little Pill - Joey Cape
• Move The Car - Joey Cape
• Memoirs And Landmines - Joey Cape
• It's Always Sunny - Joey Cape
• I'm Not Gonna Save You - Joey Cape
• Home - Joey Cape
• Going For The Bronze - Joey Cape
• Errands - Joey Cape
• Bang Bang - Joe Cuba
• Vai Pirar (com Charlie Brown Jr) - Jigaboo
• Naghihintay - Jacob
• Das Sind Se ... - Jakobi

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure
A movie or a measure?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free
I don't want to live on charity
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by, we just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met her, I'll never forget her
Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate
I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming

I'm not growing younger and
It's a short drive through an accident
I'm not sure when we'll get there
Just be patient
Oxygen waning
But someday well have to fight for air
Devoted too easy
In loveless affairs
I have a feeling Colorado air's too high for breathing now
I quit when I was 30
I quit when my baby girl was born
I quit again at 40
Bells ...new year farewell
The drag on the next one
Is something I can look forward to
Something to slow the synapse
Something to do with my hands
I have a feeling Colorado air's too high for breathing now

If you could feel your legs falling out
Then you might find the strength to stand your ground
Then you'd be close to them
Then you'd be be close to God but you know you're not
If you could make a fist you could punch
If you could fly your faith you could jump
Born insecurity, fear at most everything
And anyone you can be
We could have been dull Kristina
We could have been sane
It isn't just death, drugs and lost love
These honors leave stains
So just let the freaks of failure sing obvious songs
The B side is real and it plays on
Hey Kristina, are you sleeping in?
I'm leaving you another long message
Interstate ten, I lost my voice again
The game is fixed
Seems like I've been eighty-sixed
But your life is one, zero, zero, one and analog faith
But even if you lay witness, too little, too late
Because your life is like a B-side
It's odder than A
The B-side is real

Rainy day, I'm counting sheep in May
Woke up dreaming of the sun and the work you could have done
Mid-life lent, I've come here to repent
I'm a time-lapse document, meaningful as when we met
Through the laugh-track I'm still wailing for you
Mission Accomplished
hey man, hey man, I'm alive
This is the only place you still arrive on time
Tumble down white hills in blue background
Even in this dream sequence you won't explain, nor confess

Here is the world they'll try to sell you
Here is the ache barbiturate
They'll have your eyes and they will hang your view
So high
Minus the world we'd find forgiveness
Minus the world she'd find herself
Minus the walls, she wouldn't hang her view
So low
White of their eyes
Shadow and plague
Those creatures we portray
Born into this
Unbearable mess
This bankruptcy they and I have left
Paradox, conundrum, irony
Minus need you are going cold
Minus belief we are growing old
Minus our fears she is outspoken
Minus our hands she is clean
Budding filth, we destroy purity once conceived
Sorrow and shame
Tangled and maimed
Indebted endlessly
Heir to the day
Of depravity
She'll have to make believe tranquility

Can anybody hear me?
Can any loser feel this way?
Have you already won?
Recognize your reckoning,
Contemplate your grave mistakes,
Have we already won?
5am is far too early to feel that you are way too late,
The day is already done
Sole-less shoes migrate toward the last black grain,
Destroying an endless ambition
That'll train, train, train
Can anybody hear me?
Does every story end this way?
Have we already won?
...have we already won?
"Look it, this is a beautiful day
Look, the sun is shining
It's a beautiful world

burn those bridges to the ground
without a sound
you just blew up
onto bigger destitute
this is your art
this is their truth
someone told you life is short
but yours is long
longing for validation
sure you never needed song
but without harmony you gave them
underwhelming hope, faith, life's work
end it in a flat note gesture
passionate to some, isn't that enough?
up the ladder to the lounge
in an old suit
you make them proud to crush you
seems they like watching you burn
just like the bridge you once traversed
burn those bridges to the ground without a care
you know your nothing more than here
they're aimless
addicted to the sound of insufficient

It's negative I wish you the worst dear,
to feel the greatest pain a positive
you say it's all in vain I know I felt,
and I won't feel again I know you
Hours of madness
Years of dysfunction
The deepest embitterment
No will to strive or achieve
Finally in breakdown
Perpetual fall on your knees
As you crawl back to me
It ends like this
I can hope for bliss, if you fail again
'cause I'm right here
to witness every step and when you trip
I will cherish it
Hours of madness
Years of dysfunction
The deepest embitterment
No will to strive or achieve
Finally in breakdown
Perpetual fall on your knees
As you crawl back to me
I live to watch you fail
I live to watch you fail
I live to watch you fail
I am the wind in your sail
I wish you the worst dear
to feel the greatest pain
'cause I'm right here
to retrieve all you stole
every tear and everything you own
I wish you...
Hours of madness
Years of dysfunction
The deepest embitterment
no will to trust anyone
this is how I lived
this is how you left me blue

I don't like watching train wrecks, entranced by falling stars
They are only needed when they fall apart
Our life without scandal, nearly all routine
The one thing I can count on is waiting at home for me
And I can see we are not young
But I like who we've become
I don't like feeling frail when I first wake up
I don't like feeling aches and pain whenever I'm not drunk
I guess I'll never really quit smoking cigarettes
I guess I rarely sleep enough or exercise to stay fit
And I don't know how long we'll live
But I'll enjoy every minute with you
Cause I just like who you've become
Everyone finds someone
Maybe I found you
Everyone finds someone
Baby I found two
I don't like it when it's overcast
I don't like it rains
I don't like it when I miss you like the light on gloomy days
I don't like to get angry and drive old friends away
I wish she could forgive me for saying what I said
At least I know we still share a bed
and I know where I'll rest my head tonight
It's just a fight and then it's done

At three in the morning we are in mourning
Hallucinations end in collision
Drug induced visions end in collision
Casualties again
Yeah we're faux pacifist
Former conservationist
Once we were here to be sane
Now everyone's insane
We're not in love, we're not in love anymore
Now we're just passing thru the door
No one wants more
We're not in love, we're not in love anymore
Somewhere we passed out on the floor
Forgetting where and what we've seen worth saving
At three in the morning I begin to mourn the sovereign
Yeah we still have a song
It's about a mile long
I used to know that tune
I used to play it for you
But we're not in love, we're not in love anymore
No longer running thru the door
No one here wants more
We're not in love, we're not in love anymore
Yeah, I'm just passed out on the floor
Forgetting where and what I've seen worth saving
At three in the morning I begin to find myself again
At three in the morning I am in mourning

I am just another fool, and I have to keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrite, and I have to keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tongue, as my assumption is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role, open my mouth and clumsy words escape
So why you, wanna to be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away
I awake with your replacement, a bottle in my grasp
In an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke
Into this ashtray life
As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you
and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace
Open my arms and grasp at something true
How are you? How have you been?
Girl I miss you, Wanna see you again
So why you wanna to be there when you could be here
You are slipping away
I bring out the worst in you and you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me, anxiety
I'm trying to let you go, but you say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart
Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive

Tonight the drunks are infected
We're on our way
As if they drop by to see me uninvited
And I am a wallflower
Maybe a better father
This is a job
For seconds I miss the bentleys
Today, maybe they'll call
You describe every prison
You pass through them all
Then he asked you for your head
as I vowed to burn your bed
Try to pretend but this is your life
Somehow it feels right
I'm calling this evolution
I'm falling for institution
Warm submission enveloping you
Tomorrow I'll survive the questions
Knives buried with cold indifference
My world is true
Rendered by you
Here they come again
I could never find the words
So I disguised them in verse
Until it comes out dumb and wrong
The simplest song if you sing along
Marry me Kristen
I want to be the only one
I'm painting a revolution
I'm falling for institution
Warm colors enveloping blue
Shot of comfort in a warm convention
Medicinal injection
36 years ended by you
Tonight the drunks are infected

This is a desperate call
This is a plan to save us all
We don't care how that makes you feel
We don't care how that makes you feel
This is a slim shot plan
This is a way to feel again
We don't care how that makes us look
We don't care how that makes us look
The wait of the world is new
The red skies that once were blue
Reminding you
When it all goes down
You will be in ¿?
I will be waiting
Somewhere in some quiet countdown
Listen close, this is the sound...
This is a fate desire
This is the one to follow blind
You don't wanna think it through
You don't wanna think it through
This a faulty plan
This is a start without an end
Keep your children in uniform
Keep your children in uniform
When it all falls down
They will be in ¿?
You will be waiting
Somewhere in some penitent countdown
What comes around goes around
Don't wait up, the world is new
The flower of doubt, it blooms
The death of all that's true

I hope you didn't mind when I saw you
Turn into nothing less than nothing new
Before you wait to sleep it off
How little is enough?
What can you do?
Before you decide to make the last mistake
Withdraw away from us
And say goodbye
To all but one that takes you
and puts you to rest
On 27th Street nothing will keep you warm
Everything bring you harm
Everything here fails you
Now lying at your feet
Everyone nails you
Everyone worships you
Everyone here fails you
I can figure it out and it's all about to
Turn into lack of wit on sinking ships
I might have jumped
But you jumped first
Abandon ties that bind
There's no salvation here
I'd surely miss the times when we were so depressed
No, I miss you.
I know I miss you
And you are missing something
You take a rip and then you find sedation
Some salvation, masochistic, it's only point of view
Nothing is left to you
Everyone speaks the truths
Everyone here fails me

In this faltering nation
The future belongs
To the children in school
There's something wrong
Sixth grader on crack
Handgun overflowing in his hands
Now he is just further demand
We search for the source
And still that child is left watching
Inhumanity, bloodshed
As the tele-violence feeds his head
Only if he knew
The consequence of greed
A contious state of mind
T.V. is not reality
Never a victim the role model said
Bang bang, the bad guy is dead
Always a rockstar on empty T.V.
The lesson complete
Now the child has needs
Of competition they bleed
Oh beautiful for bills of green
Nevermind spacious skies overhead
Bleed the earth and butter your bread
Chils turns on T.V.
What dose he see?
Nature of man, dishonesty
That child grows old
Story be told
As he sits behind bars

I can listen to the records from my younger years
Pacify my bitter ears
And revive the dead dinosaurs
Me and Jamo rode two buses bound for Rockpile
Sure to find a rarity
And something to believe
But I can't listen to them now
Without mourning a small town
And the mom and pops I loved
Once a missionary man
I age into obscurity with them
The Ramones are dead
You could judge a band by a cover flipping thru the bins
Assured enough to take a spin
The art and lyrics big enough to see and read
Pull the record from it's sleeve
Spear the cut hole, arm and speed
Plunge the needle, shaking like a drug fiend
But I can't listen to them now
Without mourning a small town
And the mom and pops I loved
Once a missionary man
I age into obscurity with them
The Ramones are dead
Now relevant again somehow
Reanimated sacred cow
But it all seems different now
It's far too easy to get anything in demand
I'll say it once again

One blue room with a view
Shelter on a winter's day
Years to come, (?)
when you are born and beautiful
Never trust a hotel clock
Share your truth with those you love
But not too much, cause nothing lasts
Still I confide in you, my Montreal
My Montreal
My Montreal
My home away from home
[Hugo Mudie:]
Cette ville que j'aime pour son grand coeur
Derrière laquelle on cache nos peurs
Tu m'as fait oublier mes erreurs
St-Viateur, j't'aime comme une soeur
Oh, Montreal
My Montreal
My Montreal
It's been too long
Pack my best badge of truth
By the sky I travel light

In a chalk dotted line
Draw a kid, left behind
Severed limbs in harmony
Strumming from a few good deeds
Carry it to survive
To a bed half alive
Held before a dozen times
Deep inside a funeral for a friend:
Runs in portions like film clips
Run, run
Rundown the list
The memoirist
Like kindling
Burn, burn, burn, burn it down
I will stay inside
The saved
It's a good mourning
They will ignite you
The doomed
And I will write for you
Of a boy, damaged goods
Of a bench, understood
For a spell, the soul resides
In a yellow chalk outline
Carry on the camel's back
Have another heart attack
To the cure I would drive
Played that scene a hundred times to date
Today's ambition, to relate
In a sustaining saccharine state
Impart the burden and get well
It's what everyone's trying to sell
Anything you want it to be
Weigh the screenplay and revise
Warp, warp, warp with the contortionist
So hopelessly ill-fated everyday
He will stay inside
The doomed
It's a good mourning to loom
They will inspire him

The most jaded handle damage control
But I resigned before your funeral
It seems like every time I interfere
Good intentions lead to graves and tears
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
Words you said to me so many days
I’m alright, I’m O.K.,
I’m O.K.
Listen Man, I’m talking to myself
As crazy as it sounds I think it helps
I don’t believe in afterlife at all
I have no faith the soul will carry on,
you’re gone
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
I can paraphrase an old cliché
I’m alright, I’m O.K.,
I’m O.K.
Where is my crutch,
Where’s is my inner overhaul
The return to my distress call
It’s ringing for them all,
Ringing for them all
Ringing for them all
Listen, I can’t do this anymore
Detour the self absorbed from the morgue
Listen Man, you were my only hope
There are no saving graces and no miracles
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
I can paraphrase a million ways
I’m alright, I’m O.K. Hey

I can see your face move when you speak
Focus on the space between your teeth, oh no
Every word is unaccountable
Everyone seems faultless before they say anything
I'm the dirk side of your mirror
The downside that's screaming here
And we know our setting suns
We know our damage [repeat]
I can hear the words as they come out
I should wire my jaw shut to be agreeable
No one else is conscious of the clear audible flaws
I'm a negative endless sentence, non sequitur with claws
I'm the dark side of your mirror
I'm the low note shattering ears
And we know our setting suns
We know our damage [repeat]
I'm the downer in you beer
I'm the low note in your ears
We know our empty glass
We know how long it last
We know our setting suns

There are so many negatives
I can't focus on the positive
People say the worst things every day
They believe in anything no matter how damaging
Just damning with no regard for anybody else
Keeping no secrets, not even their own
Contemptible in their tone
Sounding loud enough so everyone will know
They are terrible, and I am terrible
But they own no mirror
You judge everyone but yourself
Can't hack that critique
See our dishonesty as you lie to us
Serve nothing that doesn't serve your immediate needs
To the death of all things
Even love cannot survive in your world
You have no loyalty, no allegiance
None that isn't benefiting you
In the end we are all out for ourselves
You are terrible, and I am terrible
But you own no mirror
This is the sitdown we never had
The letter I never wrote
You won't talk about but I'll buy this drink
And I say oh
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, let's go
One more round
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, let's go
Life is short
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, let's go
Here's to death
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, hey ho
Hey ho, let's go
Here's to the sound of buying,
Sound of trying,

I thought the west was won but
Seems I had just begun to
Lose all ideals I once knew
Mountains and transmutation
Anxious anticipation
These sodden skies and burning views
Short goals and vain objectives
Soon rising seas will take our homes
Benchmarks and sure salvation
Creation and temptation
Black lungs sing virtuous hate songs
Antibiotics and disinfectants
Germa-phobes for stronger infection
Androids on steroids love tabloids
And they crave an endless surplus
Soon they'll have nothing left to waste
Racing from dogma to distrust
Soon they will scream "God Save Us"
Think about it, think about it
The world describes you
Think about it, think about it all
You should be depressed
And no little pill should make any difference
People for atto seconds
Bow to their idiocracy, media spun reality
Nightmares most every shuteye
Still they won't see what they have done
Still we won't see what they have done
Power mad mass corruption
Blood money changes everyone
Wake each day in panic and distrust
Knowing why they all hate us
Think about it, think about it
The world describes you
Think about it, think about it all
You should be anxious
No little pill (repeat)
Will make any difference
Children born uncorrupted will see the forest for the trees

The story it grows older, the story is no story here
I never knew what it is, and there's no sign of it ending
As I am it and ought to be, they're telling me I am
[Chorus:]
Bowling race car driver, superficial hitman you're
On the list at every door, you don't bowl or race fast cars
Composition competition you drive
Just because I don't go, to the church where you reside
I might as well go for it, the nineties won't be back again
Until i'm forty-eight years old
I can be the hungry, as i eat my words again, appealing yet appalling
rising to my falling, I'm going to extreme ends, I'm gagging on their scene
You shift, I'm the driver, over time in it's defense, I move their car
And for a moment it makes sense, but I fail them in the end
In the arms of old age
Knowing only one to lose
Feeling nothing more to hide
consider life a forgery
As you're gagging on your scene
admit to fraudulence
Driven to this thought
Death is certain, faith is not
Composition competition you drive competition
Competition I'm losing

All that I know, things are going slow
And we cannot forgo life on death row
And I'll miss you
Hail to the chief, abusing his control
He could never weep
He lost his soul to his ego
All that we've faced slowly being erased
These memoirs have no dates
It seems like such a waste
Memoirs and landmines
I remember where I'm from
Still fresh in my mind
I remember where I'm from
So you sit in a fire tonight
Revolution without music, music without life
And away you go, goodbye
Degenerated sound bite echoes to the end of the meaningless life
I remember where I'm from
Cartoons and creatures
I remember where I'm from
Unworthy teachers
I remember where I'm from
Straight through the stop signs
I remember where I'm from
Why am I driving home?
All that I know
Slowly being erased
These memoirs have no dates

It’s always sunny up there,
Where the awful normals live
Accommodative but uncreative,
White entitlement
It’s not for the greener grass,
That grove is in our past
Our city may be unsurpassed
But it’s always sunny lets go
This is our darkest year
Losing one so pure of heart
Lost in the fog, life escapes us,
Heaven falls apart
But it’s always sunny in Sausalito
It’s always sunny in Sausalito
Warm indifference grows
And it’s not for the greener grass
It’s not for the greener grass
Where landscape craftsmen paint by numbers
It’s always sunny lets go
Cold, damp and gray summer’s day.
The city
It’s not for the greener grass
Our city may be unsurpassed
But It’s always sunny
It’s always sunny lets go
It’s always sunny up there

When the bottom comes, will you come back?
What's the worst thing that could happen here?
What's the worst thing that could happen here?
When the bottom comes, how will you react?
When the meaning once behind your smile
When the meaning once behind your eyes is gone
On the train with self respect
Here's a summon for next Sunday
We don't wanna lose you, we don't wanna save you
Designed like a ticking time bomb
You were young, unsung, undeterred, unheard
Anyone can kill the mockingbird
Here's a soundtrack for your spiral
Your late bloom crescendo
Here's a soundtrack for your spiral
It's all cliché so
Here's a summon for next Sunday
It's all you are, one more
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
I am your champion

All I want to follow thru
Pattern-less cell tissue
Hit the switch
Light your long way home
All I want, to find your child
You and her reconciled
Make you smile
Light your long way home
All I want, time for you
Simple things that you pursue
Fill the void
Light your long way home
Cause you are my beacon
You are my therapy, my loneliness interrupted
And I have rarely favored your needs home
My one true find you life
Who you are, your birthright
It's your time
The lights will line your way home

I’m taking it slow, keeping the pace
I’m only looking to place
Never a loss, never a win
Bronze metals hang from my bed
I’m running the grey matter laps
Outta my mind on the outer track
If I don’t feel someone else will
It’s all downhill from here
On my own
Running out the one man marathon
Going for the bronze, bronze, bronze
Taken the licks, getting my stripes
Everything in life comes with a price
By a thread stay alive
Make it happen with a third rate stride for the
Runner up, runner up, runner up prize
I’ll take what I can get at the finish line
Drafting the pack in the blind
All thoroughbreds in their prime
Bound to show
Running down this lonely road
Forgoing the gold
I’m going, going, going for the bronze
I know there could be nothing more than this
As there all pushing their limits
I am left wondering what I miss
Because they all seemed trapped
Hopelessly fighting over scraps
I won’t miss them when they’re gone
I won’t miss them when they’re gone
On my own
Running out the one man marathon
Going for the bronze, bronze, bronze

Maybe we'll move to New York City
And then we'll celebrate "good bye"
We'll find a place that we can start a fight
And feel good to be alive
And so we'll drive across the country
On this endless holiday
You'll take the shortcut as I watch life pass
I can't remember who drove last
Errands, errands
Why don't you think they'd understand?
Errands, errands
Why don't you think before that next drink?
It's gonna be your last mistake, oh yeah...
And it's going to devastate all them
We're on our way to run more errands
Travelers without a plan
And I've been awake for way too long
I can't remember who I am
Errands, errands
Why don't you think they'd understand?
Errands, errands
Why don't you think before that next tweak?
It's gonna be your last mistake, oh yeah...

Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang
Is it the way that you're movin'
The way that you're makin' my heart beat
Is it the sound of your voiceThe way that you're talkin'
to me
Is it the scent of your hairThe look of your smile,Idon't
know
Is it the way that you're dressed
You believed you're the best
No,I thing it's the look in your eyes
Bang,bang,bangYou drive me insane,sane,sane
Bang,bang,bang
Bang,bang,bang,insane,sane,sane
Bang,Bang
Na,na
Bang,bang
It it the look of your face
I'm Losin' my base (can't see you)
Is it the style of your walk
Or the way you talk,I don't know
Is it the way that you're dressed,That you believe you're
the best
No,I thing it's the look in your eyes
Like bang,bang,bang
Bang,bang,bang,insane,sane,sane

Vamo trocá uma idéia, agora
Chega aí, se liga no papo que rola
União. Separação. Diferente. Igual
Irmão, qual é então?
Se pode. Não pode
Querem manipular você
Eles gostam de falar, falar, pode crer
Não se misturar... Separar...Nada a ver
União vai prevalecer
Falo o que falo sim, não vou parar de falar
Tudo o que eu tô afim você vai ter que escutar
Pô, tô cansado. Papo furado
Separar nada. Junta tudo pra ficar irado
Meu irmão vô dar um toque pra você se preparar
Se não gosta de mistura, muda de lugar
Quem se liga na idéia, tá do lado de cá
Quem não se ligou...
Demorô...
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
Deixa rolar
Que a mistura é muito louca
Só não viajar
Na boca... Na boca... Na boca
De quem
Não tem nada de bom pra mostrar
Que só gosta de falar, falar, falar
Por aquí, mano, o papo é diferente
Tem espaço sim
Pra muita gente
De dá idéia resultou
Rock, rap... O que rolar
Combinar, combinou
Puta som! Que da hora!
Agora começou, vai ser ruim de parar
Mano, eu tô te avisando
Pra você se ligar
Ska, hip-hop, reggae... É o que há
Muito estilo e boa música
Pode acreditar
Um é bom
Dois é pra ficar melhor, então
Eu respeito todo mundo que me leva na moral
Minha cara é essa mesmo
E eu não mudo de nome
Quando eu falo que o coro vai comer
Ele come
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
Meu pai me disse que isso é uma loucura
De raça pura
A gente gosta mesmo é de mistura
Rap, rock e hip-hop
Só quero que toque
Não importa se otário me chamar de pop
Eu quero ver você falar demais...
Eu dou um frango
Devem tá achando que eu sou da paz
Pega moral pra tu ver
Fala mal da gente
Que eu pego o alfabeto e faço tu comê
Até o microfone vai ter que engolir
Se foi fácil pra entrar quero ver sair
Isso daqui não tem igual
Não me vendí
Mas tem muita gente aí
Me pagando um pau
Tão dizendo que eu mudei
Eu sei
Eu tô com banda
Mas aqui quem manda é o DJ
Aí Deco, manda o resto porque eu já pirei
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar (vai)
Vai pirar
Eu disse que vai pirar
O+, O+, O+...

Kelan ba makikita ng iyong mga mata
Kelan ba maririnig sayo na tayo na
[refrain]
Huwag mo akong sisihin kung ang lungkot ng aking damdamin
Bakit 'di mo ako subukang suyuin…suyuin
[Chorus]
Naghihintay, kahit parang walang pag - asa
Handa na maghintay kahit pa may'ron kang iba
Bahala na,
Naghihintay ako na ika’y makasama
Kahit na, naghihintay
Kahit parang wala na
Bakit ba 'di mo buksan ang 'yong mga mata
Nang ang oras natin ay 'di na masayang pa
[repeat refrain]
[repeat chorus]
[repeat chorus]
Huwag mo akong sisihin
Kung biglang sumuko ang damdamin

Glauben sie sind die Besten, ihre Aktionen sind die Besten,
sie lernen am besten, doch für mich sind sie die letzten.
brauchen keine Handys, keine fetten Hosen
ham’s nich nötig zu posen.
Sie sitzen lieber den ganzen Tag vor Hausaufgaben
verdräng’n Komplexe weil sie keine Freunde haben.
Refrain
Sie haben Schiss aufzufallen,
finden an Pauken und Büffeln gefallen.
Glauben deshalb sie sind was Besseres,
weil se den Klassendurchschnitt heben,
für die Schule leben.
DAS sind se, unsre Streber, Lieblinge der Lehrer.
Der Lehrer, der Lehrer, der Leerkörper, (mit Doppel-e)
Schleimer auf der ganzen Linie aber geben’s nich zu
helfen den Lehrern alles zu tun.
Kriegen Depressionen wenn se’n Fehler machen
aber können über die assigsten Witze lachen
Gestern hab ich ne Atombombe geworfen
HAHAHAHA und wen haste getroffen?
HIHIHIHI bist ja wieder witzig heut
Refrain
Wissen seit der ersten Kasse, dass se Anwalt werden
wollen am liebsten für die schule sterben
Fragen sich andauernd warum wir keine Hausaufgaben machen
Ganz einfach: Ham kein Bock drauf, wollen euch lieber auslachen.
Ich frag mich dauernd ob ihr überhaupt Spass haben könnt.
Wollt wohl nich ma, ich sag euch was: ihr habt das Leben verpennt!!!