Warsaw

Three, five, zero, one, two, five go!

I was there in the back stage
When the light came around
I grew up like a changeling
To win the first time around
I can see all the weakness
I can pick all the faults
Well, I concede all the faith tests
Just to stick in your throats

Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G

Hung around in your soundtrack
To mirror all that you've done
To find the right side of reason
To kill the three lies for one
I can see all the cold facts
I can see through your eyes
All this talk made no contact
No matter how hard we tried

Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G

I can still hear the footsteps
I can see only walls
I slid into your man-traps
With no hearing at all
I just see contradiction
Had to give up the fight
Just to live in the past tense
To make believe you were right

Three-one-G
Three-one-G
Three-one-G

Three, five, oh, one, two, five

Warsaw

I Don’t Like Mondays

The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's going to make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was as good as gold
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be sure

Oh, oh, oh tell me why
I don't like Mondays

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down

The Telex machine is kept so clean
As it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen
Now, it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need oh, woah

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays

Tell me why
I Don’t Like Mondays
I want to shoot
The whole day down
Down, down
Shoot it all down

All the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die

Oh, oh, oh and the silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's going to make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
He always said she was as good as gold
And he can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be sure

Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
Tell me why

I don't like Mondays
Tell me why

I don't like, I don't like, I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like, I don't like, (tell me why) I don't like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I want to shoot, the whole day down, uh, uh, uh

House of Fun

Good morning miss
Can I help you son?
Sixteen today
And up for fun
I'm a big boy now
Or so they say
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way

Box of balloons
With the feather-light touch
Pack of party-poppers
That pop in the night
A toothbrush and hairspray
Plastic grin
Miss Clay on all corners
Has just walked in

Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the House of

N-n-n-no no miss
You misunderstood
Sixteen big boy
Full pint in my manhood
I'm up to date
And the date's today
So if you'll serve
I'll be on my way

Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun

I'm sorry son
But we don't stock
Party gimmicks
In this shop
Try the House of Fun
It's quicker if you run
This is a chemist
Not a jokers' shop!

Party hats
Simple enough clear
Comprehend savvy understand
Do you hear?
A pack of party hats
With the colored tips
Too late!
Gorgon's heard gossip
Well hello Joe, hello Miss Clay
Many happy returns from the day

Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun

Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun
Welcome to the lion's den
Temptation's on his way
Welcome to the house of fun

Welcome to the house of fun
Now I've come of age
Welcome to the house of fun

Somebody’s Knockin’

Somebody's Knockin'
Should I let him in?
Lord, it's the devil
Would you look at him?
I've heard about him
But I never dreamed
He'd have blue eyes and blue jeans
Well, somebody's talkin'
He's whispering to me
Your place or my place
Well, which will it be?
I'm gettin' weaker
And he's comin' on strong
But I don't wanna go wrong
He must have tapped my telephone line
He must have known
I'm spendin' my time
Alone
He says we'll have one heavenly night
My fever's burnin'
So he oughta be right at home

Somebody’s Knockin’
Should I let him in?
Lord, it's the devil
Would you look at him?
I've heard about him
But I never dreamed
He'd have blue eyes and blue jeans
He must have tapped my telephone line
He must have known
I'm spendin' my time
Alone
He says we'll have one heavenly night
My fever's burnin'
So he oughta be right at home
Somebody's knockin'
Somebody's knockin'
Ooh, somebody's knockin'
Well, somebody's knockin'
Somebody's knockin'

1👍 1👎

Do you like Fred Durst

I don’t think you do…

Am I right?

Do you like Fred Durst?

I’m Too Sexy

I'm too sexy for my love
Too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

I'm too sexy for my shirt

Too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan

Too sexy for Milan
New York, and Japan
I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing

'Cause I'm a model, you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah, on the catwalk

On the catwalk, yeah
I shake my little tush on the catwalk

I’m Too Sexy for my car

Too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat

What do you think about that?

'Cause I'm a model, you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah, on the catwalk

On the catwalk, yeah
I shake my little tush on the catwalk

Too sexy for my
Too sexy for my
Too sexy for my
'Cause I'm a model, you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah, on the catwalk

On the catwalk

Yeah, I shake my little tush on the catwalk

Too sexy for my cat

Too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy

Poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love

Too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

And I'm too sexy for this song

Lay Your Hands On Me

They say that to be able to free your body
You gotta free your mind
So come on
Check this out
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me
Come on!
If you're ready, I'm willing and able
Help me lay my cards out on the table
You're mine and I'm yours for the taking
Right now the rules we've made are meant for breaking
What you get ain't always what you see
But satisfaction is guaranteed
They say what you give is always what you need, whoa-whoa
If you want me to lay my hands on you
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me
All you got to do is
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me
Now listen up!
I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school, oh baby, I've been the teacher
If you show me how to get up off the ground
I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down
Everything you want is what I need
Your satisfaction is, um... guaranteed
But the ride don't never ever come for free, no-oh-oh
If you want me to lay my hands on you
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me
All you got to do is
Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, yeah
Now, now, now baby
Don't you know I only aim to please?
If you want me to lay my hands on you
What you gotta do is

(Lay your hands on me), lay 'em on me
(Lay your hands on me), come on, come on, come on
(Lay your hands on me), everybody's gonna help me now
, I can feel the people sing
(Lay your hands on me), I can feel my heart sing
(Lay your hands on me), if you wanna lay them on, baby, come on now
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, lay your hands on me (If you want me to)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (All you got to do), whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, lay your hands on me
And remember (Lay your hands on me)
Well, move it on (Lay your hands on me)
Oh, turn around now (Lay your hands on me)
Lay, lay, lay, yeah (Lay your hands on me)
(Lay your hands on me)
Lay your hands on me