Healthy Punk

everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt

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I want to be a hippie

But I forgot how to love

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Then one fine mornin' she puts on a New York station She couldn't believe what she heard at all She started dancin' to that fine fine music You know her life was saved by Rock 'n' Roll

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Like when you're looking for your shades Rifling through your pockets And you find them on your face

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I'll never leave the canyon 'Cause I'm surrounded on all sides By people writing novels And living on amusement rides

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Eddie got slit in the jugular vein And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others, And I salute you brother This song is for you my brother 

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Rain will continue.

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No, I'm the king of Spain I'm smiling to myself I'm laughing out loud I'll never cry again

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There's blood in the streets, it's up to my ankles Blood in the streets, it's up to my knees Blood in the streets in the town of Chicago Blood on the rise, it's following me

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D for disaster E for my eyes A for my anger D before I die M for mona O oh good O oh good N for the night

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I want to tell her that I love her a lot But I gotta get a bellyful of wine Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl Someday I'm going to make her mine, oh yeah Someday I'm going to make her mine

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Van's gone, he's gone. All his shit's gone, man. He just left one thing, man. In the middle of our room, he left a Pink Floyd album and a big-ass joint on top. We smoked it!

Everybody Wants Some!!

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And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here Someday burns down And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away And I never come back to this town again

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The best ever death metal band out of Denton Never settled on a name But the top three contenders after weeks of debate Were Satan's Fingers, and The Killers, and The Hospital Bombers

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People leave strange, little memories of themselves behind when they die.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

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The world was at peace and filled with laughter as long as Storm Trooper stories were being told.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

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We sit by the water, and feel the ripples of the tide The ocean's dancing with the shoreline, the current swingin’ by