these are the hard times
these are the good times
these are the fine times
the keep me in line times
until you went away
now these are the hey days
the never get laid days
the play with myselfand forget about my health days
wont you come back to me?i love the way you walk
the way you smile
the way you talk
and i love
the way you torture menow im a barfly
i wish that i would die
i never thought it would be this way
and i cant understand why
you went away
its so mysterious
makes me delirious
sometimes im curious
but all around furious
wont you come back to me?im still alive and i rely on my will to survive
cause ill know someday that ill be ok
and ill have done my time
i wont give up, no i wont back down
until ive made my mark on this world
and to everybody who's doubted me
ive got a lot more than your eyes can seeive made it this far so i can consider
myself to be a success
but theres still so many paths
i need to take till i can rest
i must decide which way im gonna go to fill my soul
the future is starting to brighten
and success is starting to show
ive got more than your eyes can seehe's a poorboy
he lives on the street
he's got no money
and no place to sleep
he shops at goodwill
then he buys some wine
he picks through dumpsters
where he likes to dinehe's a poorboy
he lives on the street
he got no money
and no place to sleep
hell wash your windows
for a buck-o-nine
he dont pay taxes
he hasn't got a dimechorus:
oooh he tells me
hell work for food (2x)spill your drink on her dress
you see her face shes not impressed
and i think and i guess
that you've had a few too many
go to the bathroom only to find
the door is locked and its occupied
you spill your guts all over the place
you should see the look on your facei think you've had one too many
i think ive had one too few many
i think you'll find
that the room is spinning
and i think ill have a laugh on youyour distorted vision and your sweaty palms
isn't helping you keep calm
records are spinning they dont seem to quit
your girlfriend is screaming shes having a fit
broken a window fell off your chair
the gum you were chewin is now in your hair
you run to the back to get some fresh air
thinking to yourself life aint fairan empty bottle on the floor
you're passed out cold but you want some more
you try to speak but your mouth is numb
too much drinking is what you've donefast and clean
in his rhythm machine
he goes down to the beach
but little does he know
the girls are out of his reachhe has a good time
but drinks too much wine
he's headed for
the disaster of a lifetime
and now the guys
from the bad boy club
are callin out his namehe goes down to the liquor store
to buy himself a beer
he parks his truck
with a ten inch lift
and a sticker that says no fear
out of his truck he struts inside
with his oakley cool dude shades
he says his parents
bought me this truck
because in high school
i got good gradeshe went down to check out a band
at a local grunge band bar
he saw a man who
was screaming out loud
playing e chords on his guitar
its on the radio
its on the video
its in the stores
and all over the tv showsand now the guys
in the bad boy club
are calling out his namecant you see me smilin
thats me upon the silver screen
cant you see me lyin
lyin in my bed at night as i dream
in the misty moonlight
by the flickering firelight
and everything is all right
as long as ive got my nite litei get scared of the dark
i lose my breath and i lose my bark
i need a little beacon or spark
something to light my way
theres so many monsters to fight
coming out of my closet
when its late at night
and everything is all right
just as long as ive got my nite litewere the new generation
were keepin the faith
the promise of life
and the human race
the powers of the country
will soon be in our hands
with a new set of people
takin different stands
positive attitude is what we need
to keep life strong
for our generation to succeed
we are the new generation
were standing tall
were the new generation
and well never fall
we are the new generation
its fast and loud
were the new generation
and were proudwhen i first started
out i couldn't see
an image of life or
how it would be
i always wanted to
live in the past
but im living for now
and learnin from the past
a positive attitude is
what we need
to keep life going
strong for our
generation to succeedi cant believe what im hearing
i got the news today
now everybody's talkin
i wish they'd just "shut up and think"
i cant believe the hatred
in the american people
is it mental illness
or simply mass confusionyou cant judge a man
by the color of his skin
you cant judge a man
by the clothes that he is intheres a racial war
goin on out there
and everyone's involved
it just keeps getting worse and worse
seems like well never get it solved
so who will take control
and bring us back together
cause if no one really cares
it'll be like this foreveri stumbled in at 2am all drunk
and full of smoke
my wife said "ive had enough"
thats it, im sick, get out
so i stumbled down to kellys pub
across the edge of town
and i told the boys me story
and we had another roundand well drink and drink and drink
and drink and drink and drink and
fight - yeah (2x)
and if i see a pretty girl
ill sleep with her tonight
ill drink and drink and drink and
drink and drink and drink and fightand mary mcgregor
well she was a pretty whore
shed always greet you with a smile
and never lock her door
but on the day she died
all the men in town did weep
for mary mcgregor finally got some sleepwell i once loved a girl
a child im told
i gave her my heart
and she gave me a cold
so now i sit standing
out in the pouring rain
ill stumble back to kellys pub
and cry away me paini am king of a little old thing
i like to call my home
it is nice cause i gave it life
and i never feel aloneits just a place where i can go
that'll never let me down
and when im there im never scared
and i never wear a frownfrom inside i never hear
the world and whats around me
ive got no rules in my home
and ive got nothin to seei live in a box - thats where ill be
i live in a box - thats what you see
im the king of the box and proud to be
im the king of the box and it listens to mechorus:
its just a place
just a place that listensshes fat, shes a slut
she told me i had a cute butt
right away i fell for her
she made me feel so securei dont mind her being all that
i dont mind her being fat
but she told me a big white lie
how can she look me in the eyeshe told me that she loved me
was it just a lie
now she with someone else
she waved me goodbyenow that time has come
i cant seem to get her off my mind
they say the pain will go away
it just a matter of timeyour days of sorry will soon be gone
but dont worry now it wont be long
well make you happy well make you stay
you wont get out of here any other waysign your name on the dotted line
because right here is where you start doing your timethe seclusion rooms where you'll stay
for the first seven days till we think you're ok
your actions will be charted
everything that you do
your doctor will be here to talk to you in personyou've been diagnosed as a chronic depressant
no control of your mind
a disturbed adolescent
pity and sorry seem to rule your world
life's vicious circle has taken its twirlall our lives and
all our dreams
seem to come
apart at the seams
but in the night
we dream of better
things to cometheres gotta be
a better way
we tend to fantasize
even though reality
will open our eyeswhy do we push our dreams aside
we must open our hearts
and then our minds
if it was all left up to me
then we would all live in a dreambut when we try to find another reason
why all we find is displeasin
its a wonder we dont lose
all hope and faith
and if we could dream all day
wed pray for things to go our way
and all our lives would be a happy dayi woke up this morning
to a voice in my head
it said its time to get a job
it said its time to move ahead
its time to do whats right
its time you get a life
it said go to the closet
and pick out some clothes
make a big healthy breakfast
and a cup of jo
is time to do whats right
its time you get a lifeso i went to the closet
and looked at my clothes
and thought to myself im screwed
a beat up old jacket and a pair of shoes
that the dog has definitely chewedi rolled out of bed
and to my surprise
repo man was at my door
with disgust in his eyes
its time you do whats right
its time you get a life
then he took all my stuff
and laughed in my face
gave me the finger
and said you're a disgrace
its time to do whats right
its time you get a lifeso i looked in the mirror
and thought to myself
that the voice, it could be right
now it keeps coming back
and talking to me everyday and everynightDon't wanna be no superstar
Don't wanna be no Jon Bon Jovi
I only wore my leathers once, but I was drunk
And that's another story
Don't wanna go on MTV
Don't wanna be another rock singer
But I'll take that limousine
And diamond rings to put on every fingerDon't wanna be no washed-up hippie
Don't wanna be no butt-sucking sellout
After every tour i'm in betty ford
Hangin' with the guys and tryin' to get the hell out
Don't wanna be no metal hero
Don't wanna have no laser light show
And when i've gone as far as i can go
I'll quit the band and go solo
Don't wanna be no Jon Bon Jovi
Grow my hair down to my buttcheeks
Don't wanna be no Jon Bon Jovi
Wearing leather pants on MTVThe perfect love song
It doesn't make you cry
It's filled with sorry
And brutal goodbyesSo if she's cryin'
You know you've done something right
And if she hates you
You'll sleep better at nightThe perfect lover
She never holds your hand
The perfect date feels
Just like a one night standThe perfect girlfriend
She says, "this is the end"
The perfect breakup
Ends in, "can we be friends?"I don't seem to care about going to school
I don't seem to care about the golden rule
I don't seem to care about reading a book
I don't seem to care that the president's a crookI don't seem to care about moral values
I don't seem to care about the nightly news
I don't seem to care about getting a job
I don't seem to care that i'm a beer drinking slobSome people call me apathetic
But at least i don't read dianeticsI don't seem to care about going to school
I don't seem to care about the golden rule
I don't seem to care about reading a book
I don't seem to care that the president's a crookI don't seem to care about hypocrites
I don't seem to care about politics
I don't seem to care about them hippie chicks
I don't seem to care about porno flicks
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