Saint Etienne Lyrics
Saint Etienne Lyrics
"Choc Stock Lyrics"
Ain't U Da Masta Lyrics
Here come the jams, yo punks, guard your domes It's the man with the mad new styles and funky poems So strike one, strike two, strike three, you're out Of luck, Jack, fuck that, grab your nuts and sho
Here come the jams, yo punks, guard your domes It's the man with the mad new styles and funky poems So strike one, strike two, strike three, you're out Of luck, Jack, fuck that, grab your nuts and sho
These are lyrics to the Fall version of the song courtesy of Arjan Plug. The Etienne version that I've heard has some minor variations, but it isn't in any way official, so we'll stick to these for now!
Pop-Stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-Stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-Stock, mix my pop-Stock. /
We like pop-stick stickers, /
we like weak TV. /
We like the chocolate animals; /
w
American Idiot (Greenday Cover) Lyrics
Don't want to be an American Idiot, Don't want a nation that doesn't do media, Can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mind fuck America Welcome to a new kind of tension, All a
e eat poor little piggies. / Don't want to be an American Idiot, Don't want a nation that doesn't do media, Can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mind fuck America Welcome to a new kind of tension, All a
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /
Now all the bourgeoisie, /
they hate our crazy scene /
'cause we dig pop [...] stickers /
and we like weak TV. /
But the pop-stock sale assistants /
are beyond their control. /
They stayed at scho
Stigmata Lyrics
(Instrumental)
ol / (Instrumental)
and tolerate bad manners. /
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /
Now come on kids, /
let's get this thing together. /
Let's get this thing together /
and make it bad. /
We don't need this three chords /
and big boots and cosmic trash... / uh... /
He's bust his g
What You Do To Me Lyrics
I get all choked up When you tell me you love me Then whisper my name I get lost in your touch And I find myself getting carried away To a far away place Where I lose track of time And
uitar! / I get all choked up When you tell me you love me Then whisper my name I get lost in your touch And I find myself getting carried away To a far away place Where I lose track of time And
Let's get this thing together. /
Forget Lee Cooper! /
Let's get this thing together. /
Why are you smiling? /
Why are you laughing /
At or with this song? /
It's not like your scene, your scene. /
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, mix my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, try my pop-stock. /
Pop-stock, buy my pop-stock. /