• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• School Day - Beach Boys
• Skull City - Rancid
• Seagull - Ride
• School Day - The Simpsons
• Skull Tattoo - Eagle-Eye Cherry
• So Cool...Hollywood - Lumidee
• School Day - Simpsons

School days
School days
Dear old golden rule days
Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the golden rule
American history and practical math
Studyin' hard and hopin' to pass
And workin' your fingers right down the bone
The guy behind you won't leave you alone
Ring ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom ready to sell
You're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you have time to eat
Back in the classroom open your books
The teacher don't know how mean she looks
Ha ha ha ha ha
Are you ready?
Soon as three o'clock rolls around
You finally lay your burden down
Throw down your books get out of your seat
And down the halls and into the street
Up to the corner and 'round the bend
Right to the juke joint you go in
Drop the coin right into the slot
You gotta hear somethin' that's really hot
With the one you love you're makin' romance
And all day long you've been wantin' to dance
Feelin' the music from head to toe
And round and round and round you go
Hail hail rock and roll
Deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock and roll
The beat of the drums loud and bold
Rock rock rock and roll

She's my go-go baby
she's my honky tonk girl
She dances on my table
She dances on a pole
Some cities Born,
Some cities Burn
Some cities Die,
Some cities Learn
Some cities take the
worst of the turn
And if it ain't your business
then it's not your concern
Listen, Brick buildings
Broken windows, smoke stacks
Tell me somethings broken
And there's blood tracks
And if you see the train coming
you're gonna relax
So tell the facts Ma'am
only the facts
Stand down what you gonna do
she's a wild one
I'm a wild one too
She's my go-go baby
she's my honky tonk girl
She dances on my table
She dances on a pole
Midnight and I'm rolling on
Nobody sees me coming home
And out here man
A lot of things can go wrong
Shhh Listen to my song
The Morgue is busy
day after day
Stick it on the line
and throw it away
And if you see it coming on
Then you got it made
And the Grave Diggers laugh
As they rot and decay
Say it loud,
What you gonna do
she's a wild one
And I'm a wild one too
She's my go-go baby
she's my honky tonk girl
She dances on my table
She dances on a pole
I'm a wild one

My eyes are sore, my body weak,
My throat is dry, I cannot speak.
My words are dead,
Falling like feathers to the floor.
You gave me things I'd never seen,
You made my life a waking dream.
But we are dead,
Falling like ashes to the floor.
Definitions confine thoughts, they are a myth,
Words are clumsy, language doesn't fit.
But we know there's no limit to thought,
We know there's no limits.
Now it's your turn to see me rise,
You burned your wings, now watch me fly,
Above your head.
Looking down I see you far below,

Back Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
& Long live Rock and Roll.
Bart: Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
Buster: Up in the morning and out to school,
The teacher is teaching the Golden Rule.
American history, practical math,
You're studying hard, you're hoping to pass.
Working your fingers right down to the bone,
The guy behind you won't leave you alone.
Bart: Ring, ring goes the bell,
The truck in the lunchroom is ready to sell.
You're lucky if you can find a seat;
You're fortunate if you have time to eat.
Back in the classroom, open your books, (man),
The teacher don't know how mean she looks.
Buster: Soon as three o'clock rolls around,
Bart: I'm outta here, man, I'm going to town.
Buster: You finally lay your burden down.
Bart: I'm nobody's fool, I'm nobody's clown.
Buster: Close up your books, get out of your seat,
Bart: This is a plan that can't be beat.
Buster: Down the hall and into the street.
Bart: My dancing shoes are on my feet.
Buster: Up to the corner, round the bend,
Bart: If you can't handle this, just tell me when!
Buster: Right to the juke joint, you go in.
Bart: I'm here! I said, "It's me, Bartman."
Bart Drop the coin right into the slot,
& You've gotta hear something that's really hot.
Buster: Don't want your love, your makin' romance,
All day long you've been wanting to dance. (Whoa yeah.)
I'm feeling the music from head to toe,
Round and round and round you go.
(Sax solo)
(Guitar solo)
Bart Hail, hail, Rock and Roll,
& Deliver me from the days of old.
Buster: Long live Rock and Roll,
The beat of the drum's loud and bold.
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll,
The feeling is there, body and soul.
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
Long live Rock and Roll,
(Long live Rock and Roll.)
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
(Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.)
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
(Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.)
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
(Whoa, mama!)
(Guitar solo fadeout)

Lord, you know what makes a lonely man
All it takes is to be
Racing down where you never be found
Oh, don't let me fall that low again
When you're gone that far
Only one thing's going to get you up
She is the woman with the skull tattoo
Her skin is black and eyes are blue
Takes me to heaven when I think of you
She picked me up in a gutter downtown
Lord, know I lost my faith in you
So it goes when you are
Racing down where you'll never be found
Your dark angel spread her wing again
When you've gone that far
Only one thing is going to pick you up
She is the woman with the skull tattoo
Her skin is black and her eyes are blue
Takes me to heaven when I think of you

Uh. Uh, uh, uh.
So you thought you owned me, huh, tried to control me.
Almost let you mold me, but found you you was phony.
Had to learn the hard way, I guess that's how the cards play.
Ain't no love lost, now step to the boss.
Call me Hollywood (It's what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (Go ahead and play your game)
Call me Hollywood (Say what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (I'm, I'm so cool)
Since the time that I first lefted you
Sit back and have any regrets cause I
Think that that you would if you were who I thought I knew.
(I'm, I'm so cool)
But I'm so cool. How about you?
What I went through, I wondered if you felt it to.
(I'm, I'm so cool)
Call me Hollywood (It's what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (Go ahead and play your game)
Call me Hollywood (Say what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (I'm, I'm so cool)
For everything you said about me
I wondered how would you ever doubt me
Did you think that I would crumble without you?
(I'm, I'm so cool)
Oh no not true. 'Cause I'm so cool.
I hope that you sincerely understood my view.
(I'm, I'm so cool)
Call me Hollywood (It's what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (Go ahead and play your game)
Call me Hollywood (Say what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (I'm, I'm so cool)
Call me Hollywood (It's what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (Go ahead and play your game)
Call me Hollywood (Say what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (I'm, I'm so cool)
And while your in mind, want to know
Was there something in your heart that made you stoop so low?
And while your in mind, want to know
What was it that you was on, made you stunt your roll?
La la la, la la la la.
La la la, la la la la.
Call me Hollywood.
Look, it's all good.
(I'm, I'm so cool)
Call me Hollywood (It's what you wanna say)
Call me Hollywood (Go ahead and play your game)
Call me Hollywood (Say what you wanna say)

Back Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
& Long live Rock and Roll.
Bart: Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
Buster: Up in the morning and out to school,
The teacher is teaching the Golden Rule.
American history, practical math,
You're studying hard, you're hoping to pass.
Working your fingers right down to the bone,
The guy behind you won't leave you alone.
Bart: Ring, ring goes the bell,
The truck in the lunchroom is ready to sell.
You're lucky if you can find a seat;
You're fortunate if you have time to eat.
Back in the classroom, open your books, (man),
The teacher don't know how mean she looks.
Buster: Soon as three o'clock rolls around,
Bart: I'm outta here, man, I'm going to town.
Buster: You finally lay your burden down.
Bart: I'm nobody's fool, I'm nobody's clown.
Buster: Close up your books, get out of your seat,
Bart: This is a plan that can't be beat.
Buster: Down the hall and into the street.
Bart: My dancing shoes are on my feet.
Buster: Up to the corner, round the bend,
Bart: If you can't handle this, just tell me when!
Buster: Right to the juke joint, you go in.
Bart: I'm here! I said, "It's me, Bartman."
Bart Drop the coin right into the slot,
& You've gotta hear something that's really hot.
Buster: Don't want your love, your makin' romance,
All day long you've been wanting to dance. (Whoa yeah.)
I'm feeling the music from head to toe,
Round and round and round you go.
(Sax solo)
(Guitar solo)
Bart Hail, hail, Rock and Roll,
& Deliver me from the days of old.
Buster: Long live Rock and Roll,
The beat of the drum's loud and bold.
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll,
The feeling is there, body and soul.
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
Long live Rock and Roll,
(Long live Rock and Roll.)
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
(Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.)
Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.
(Rock, Rock, Rock and Roll.)
Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.
(Hail, hail, Rock and Roll.)
(Whoa, mama!)