NOFX Lyrics
NOFX Lyrics
"The Bag Lyrics"
Hey Boy Lyrics
Hey boy I been watchin' you Hey boy - I like the way ya look The things ya do Hey boy I been watchin' ya too Stand in line - get
Hey boy I been watchin' you Hey boy - I like the way ya look The things ya do Hey boy I been watchin' ya too Stand in line - get
Endless evenings of non-exist
Are getting shorter, monotonous
Like an intruder, I belong outside
Although I find myself right back
The same place I was before
Saying things I'd say once more
There's no reason for me to be here, no
Ten Lyrics
Who else is new I want to believe the way you do I still can’t see love love love love that’s all it is try my lines try my tricks w
I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friendsWho else is new I want to believe the way you do I still can’t see love love love love that’s all it is try my lines try my tricks w
Who are talking about me, saying things I could care less about
This dialogue is without
Worth, content, significance
Conversational ambivalence
Hear the same things every night, it just ain't right
I'
Tears For Attention Lyrics
(Difford/Tilbrook) Tears for attention, heard all through the night What is it you want from me, the last seconds of the fight
m not the one to hold the bag(Difford/Tilbrook) Tears for attention, heard all through the night What is it you want from me, the last seconds of the fight
Give me something I can sink my teeth into
Show me a time, tell me a story
That I haven't heard a million times before
I pass out from boredom
As I watch the people pass
I see moments in their lives, nothing fascin
Nothing But Pleasure Lyrics
It's my pleasure to serve You To worship and give You the praise It's my delight to adore You To honor and lift up Your nameating
Are we all living for the past, never realizing
We're clinging to an empty bag
Lacking content, significance
Conversational ambivalence
Say the same thing every night, it just ain't right
We'll see who's left holding the bag
It's my pleasure to serve You To worship and give You the praise It's my delight to adore You To honor and lift up Your name
Are we all living for the past, never realizing
We're clinging to an empty bag
Lacking content, significance
Conversational ambivalence
Say the same thing every night, it just ain't right
We'll see who's left holding the bag