I've been chasing you around, because I like your car I see it all over town, so get out my way We’re gonna play truth or dare, I even brought a bottle To spin because I really care and I wanna kiss your car You won't hear me when you step on the throttle Leaving me in a smoke cloud soot 'n all I can barely even make it to the stoplight G - N - X I don't care about you, these cars are for the youth I’ll save this Garage Queen and ride her four seasons long A full tank gets me halfway, to the last Tims drive thru Before we reach the border and start life anew All I want is to hear her screaming Needles bending, tires screeching Smoke the clutch on my death machine crush G - N – X She’s being mean ‘cuz I think she really likes me Turbos coiled, I’m waiting for that great speed Called her a bad girl, now she’s getting hot Nothing says you’re the one like spontaneous combustion

Me and Tsunko sitting in a tree, let’s get K-I-S-S-I-N-G Wanna perspirate, don't want to contemplate, my angsty feelings no more Tsunko - Oh no! Tsunko - Let's go Tsunko – You’re always helping me forget responsibility Hook in mouth on your line, when you wear your Calvin Klein Catch and release ain’t the game, you got your claws stuck in my brain Tsunko - Oh no! Tsunko - Let's go Tsunko – Enslaved and depraved by the way you’re making me feel Tsunko - Oh no! Tsunko – Ya ya yo Tsunko – Come on and tell me babe, how low must I go? Because what could be greater – Than to get below your equator Breakfast in bed, no Quaker - Time to drop the anchor

Oh brrr, it's cold in Hell Why you’re down here you won’t tell I slipped down dem golden stairs to see you I don't mind the singing flames The screaming floor is rather tame Compared to the way you rock my chains Pleasure I can't comprehend Got your heel in my back again If it takes you higher, I’m gassed to light your fire 'Cuz girl you rock, whatever you want Baby just kiss me it's alright Chills down my spine, blood red wine Baby just kiss me it's alright Thrown in a cage made of bone Calling your name, don’t leave me alone I gotta show you Demon, all that I’ve been dreaming Yes you play the role so well No wonder you went straight to Hell We got carnal desires that will never expire 455, cooking alive Baby just kiss me it's alright All of our clothes, can stay on the floor Baby just kiss me it's alright and when you're power tripping Me and you are switching I’m going physician Gonna make you taste your medicine, GET ON! Keeping it hot, chasing the shot Baby just kiss me it's alright The pain ain’t wrong, your hips move along Baby just kiss me it's alright After we play, I’ll say it's okay Baby just kiss me it's alright Head on my chest, hands through your hair Baby just kiss me it's alright It's alright, it's alright, 'cuz you're my Little Demon girl I got your feet lifting off the ground, even when you're not bound baby IN HELL! If you want it again, YOU GOTTA GET IT!

Never been a bad boy, never lived my life too much And now I only long, for the best worst touch Show me everything girl, that I have gone without A certain doubt, a lake named drought If it turns to love then I'll shout it from above, I ain't looking for that right now If you give me the chance to the next phase we'll advance I'm no devil but I can learn I'll never need you so much (that I'd die) If you weren't by my side (I won't cry) Though I want you bad (I can't deny) I’ll be a Petit Bad Boy for you (Can't you see) The burning in me (8000 degrees) I'm on fire (Oh geez) The smoke alarm went beep - Woke me from my sleep I’m a great contradiction, don’t really know what I need A part of me says one thing, but I’m torn right at the seam By my nagging desire, to live out AC/DC songs Make this Buick feel like an IROC, pretend I’m something that I’m not I need your affection, give me your attention, let me know I’m worth a damn I’m sending out the sign, but you can’t read my mind I'm no devil but I can learn I'll never need you so much (that I'd die) If you weren't by my side (I won't cry) Though I want you bad (I can't deny) I’ll be a Petit Bad Boy for you (Can't you see) The burning in me (8000 degrees) I'm on fire (Oh geez) I’ll be a Petit Bad Boy for you So I lay awake, much too juiced to sleep I need much more than this, mundanity abyss I'll never need you so much (that I'd die) If you weren't by my side (I won't cry) Though I want you bad (I can't deny) I’ll be a Petit Bad Boy for you I don’t want you to fix me – I don’t need you to worry I just want you to - Fuck me up so perfectly So perfectly – So perfectly

When I think about the fragments left behind Bottles still to float the sea Most of us live our lives unable to be heard No open ears perked for the final word I walk empty hallways adorned with photographs They'll lose their meaning when no one's left Day to day we write our shared history and whether it's remembered ain't up to you or me So as I'm falling out of tune, I'll look to the light of the Moon So to heal our restless souls We throw art at the void that will swallow us whole and I ran a stick through the sand with both hands But the thoughtless waves had other plans I won't send a letter to try and reach you 'Cuz my Telecaster says more than words do

The more I give, the more you give Everything’s an opportunity to negotiate What if you just let yourself give into me? Maybe it would help you see, maybe it would set you free But if we keep meeting in the middle like this We'll never move forward We just keep raising our glasses To our mutual dissatisfaction The more we bend, the more we blend Until our unique desires become our shared dependence Wouldn’t it be fun to once try things my way? But if we keep meeting in the middle like this We'll never move forward We just keep raising our glasses To our mutual dissatisfaction And I want to be satisfied I want you to be satisfied, too I want to satisfy you I want to satisfy you I can’t keep meeting you in the middle like this I can’t keep meeting you in the middle like this I can’t keep raising glasses to dissatisfaction Or giving toasts to who’s given up the most I want you to be satisfied I want to satisfy you I want to be satisfied I want to satisfy you

I’m always longing for the outside - Always tracing a dream Within the bars of my golden cage - With the sky out of reach If I could let go of all this doubt - Then this bird could be free (free as the wind) Cast off everything holding me down And spread my wings It’s time to break out of the cage - Release the latch, burst through the door Leave behind the safe confines - Of all I knew before Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh - Here I finally go Not a thing can clip my wings - I’m free at last, so watch me soar I see the ground so far below me - Feel the wind on my face I only wonder that it took so long - To make the change I’ll fly away, won’t be contained - I’ll make my doubts all disappear Take to the air and journey where - The skies are wide and clear Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh - Just how high can I go? Not a thing can clip my wings - I’ll rise above the atmosphere I’ll fly - Oh, just how high I’ll fly - Oh, just how high I’ll fly, fly, I’ll fly! Ya!

These soccer moms will never quit Shake your hand when it's covered in spit Rip the hairs from your head The grass was green they wanna paint it red Tried of driving the kids to school Get out the way Billy, Momma's coming through Paid off the ref with home baked cupcakes Little does he know it was made in an Easy Bake Watch out for soccer mothers Look out girls you better run for cover Watch out for soccer mothers Just like Baracus said “there’s no other” Turning goal tenders into chicken tendies Rip off the limbs sell 'em to Wendy's Now their friends run a syndicate Placing bets, in it to win it Wild cougars become mob enforcers Use the earnings to buy new Porsches "If you don't throw the match Ethyl Your kids about to become the next Daredevil!" Watch out for soccer mothers Look out girls you better run for cover Watch out for soccer mothers Fork corks onto the field Never trust girls named after cars Mercedes? A bunch of stuck up ladies Caprice? Get yourself a Roadmaster atleast And Ferrari? Well, I’m sorry Who would of guessed these local leagues Could be so full of sleaze Money, lives and wine on the line It's another FIFA baby FUCK-IN' FRIDAY AFTERNOON GET IT! Here they go kicking and screaming Bend it like Barbara, got you cheering But at the end of the Double Duran song The unbridable team comes along Last bell of the game, zero to eight The mothers served their behinds on a plate Much like golf they could never play soccer It was just an excuse to be an alcoholic

He's making that Subway sandwich, handful of Italian bun She's looking for a man which, eclipses the sun Clock striking dame charming hour (Watch him align that cheese) Chef Boyardee takes a bows for (The artist who how to please) Baby falling for the man, at Subway not planned Just wanted a sandwich to feed A strong appetite, but the way he moved was so right Now she's taking a ride Impala not SS, ripped seats and never working heat, exterior not the best But that girl's a fan of the man with dexed up hands Toasting that heart up, damn He's taking her home to meet the kitties, Anime girls With big ol'-Diddy Kong on the N64, time to see what that third prong's for She said strawberries and cream (Slid off her dress strap) And he said I know what you mean (and got hot in the lap) When he grabbed his Little Caesars, Fat Albert procedures Covered that shit in sugar She was on the bed, on the floor her dress of red But he didn't see it at all Girl you just fell in love with a dude who doesn't know anything lewd He only cares about food and retro games played on a tube He doesn't, do any laundry - He only, showers on a Sundayn No beer, no weed for him - It's only, Heresy's and Slim Jim's He's the kind of guy who's favorite Kobayashi character is Kanna Hana autographs, had a Kyoto trip to see Tamako Marketplace no fees, remember the cheese, he placed her on her knees She said "do as you please" and he fired up Angel Beats Tonight - Tonight My soul, GirlDeMo Tonight - Tonight Moon Stick her flick of the switch which witch should Yamada pick Seiko mori’ Musume makes Paul Say Say Say You fell for the guy - Who's Mother makes him pie For breakfast meals No Sawako sweetness - Blushing for her first kiss Just the crumbs of a sandwich Don’t doubt what he’s about, this dude survived the Endless Eight Weekly, her knees buckled weakly as he cosplayed Miyu from Fate Sandwich artists of the world unite and bake over

In the time before time, it pre-dates your best wine I brandished a Blackjack Roast beef, what I need, nobody bother me The toughest salami of the streets It was great heist and they never found me That was back in 1923 Been waiting for the day they make a Scorsese movie Featuring DeNiro and Joe Pesci About the infamous heist of the roast beef (Rosario) It was me the world’s greatest deli thief (Rosario) Now it turns out in 2023 There was a Roku documentary about me They cracked the code, I grabbed my robe, it’s time to hit the road Finally, they’ll chase me So I start my car, badged R-34 And I hide the VIN, registered in Baltimore As a 2 door Altima, but that’s best left unknown The exhaust holes create a beautiful tone I was the infamous stealer of the roast beef (Rosario) And I deserve to serve a million to life atleast (Rosario) I’ve been on the run for thirty days, I was unrecognized at Applebee’s Even as I carried my Uncle Scrooge bags, with a painted symbol of a cow’s face Oh I’m Rosario, oh don’t you know Oh I’m Rosario, doesn’t anybody ,anybody know? Spoils of war, I got more meat in the bag - Vintage stuff, 1920’s cuts I took a bite and finally, that was the end of 120 year old me

Living it out, far away, in the swampy old country Living it out, you and me, no room for company We'll be, hard at work, tryna keep this fire burnt Livestock, tomatos, I don't care baby We only live in the country, so no one will see Our little art show, performance indecency Baby, ya-ya, what do we know about this sort of life, nothing So you and me, might wither and die pretty soon The car, has a flat fire, never learnt to change it but boom You look like dynamite, covered in the termites Let me pick 'em off you No we're not alright, but atleast we got one more night Ain’t got no survival skills, just living for your thrill Ya baby, ya-yo, what do we know about this sort of life, nothing (It’s time to rest in peace, with you atleast) (The body’s dead but you got my ghost blushing red)

You're not looking for the perfect guy, no knight to appear You're not looking to a perfect sky, it's never too clear and now we've moving to a better place, well that is the plan Time is ticking but it ain't a race and I understand Search on, finding the one - The hunt's on, looking for love Kick down the door of my lonely place and punch my mirror in the face Kick my ass if I let myself, fall back into a self-loathing disgrace You made me realize a lot of things and took me out of my head And now to honor what you've done for me, I'll look to my future instead Search on, finding the one - The hunt's on, looking for love and I'll know when the time is right - Clocking kilometers on my life I'm wiser now, can't go back to then - and I swear I won't kill my heart again No, no melancholy No, no, no, no, no melancholy We did everything we could have done - and now a new chapter's begun We were meant to be together – But in the end not forever