This page features "Want You Bad" "Original Prankster" "Pretty Fly For a White Guy" "The Kids Aren't Alright" "Why Don't You Get a Job" and "Americana"
"Want You Bad"
If you could only read my mind
You would know that things between us ain't right
I know your arms are open wide
But you're a little on the straight side I can't lie
Your one vice
Is you're too nice
Come around now
Can't you see
I want you
All tattooed
I want you bad
Complete me
Mistreat me
I want you to be bad
If you could only read my mind
You would know that I've been waiting so long
For someone almost just like you
But with attitude, I'm waiting
So come on
Get out of clothestime
Grow out those highlights
Come around now can't you see
I want you
In a vinyl suit
I want you bad
Complicated
X-Rated
I want you bad
Dont get me wrong
I know you're only being good
But that's what's wrong
I guess I just misunderstood
I want you
All tattooed
I want you bad
Complicated
X-Rated
I want you bad
I mean it
I need it
I want you bad
"Original Prankster"
Until the break of dawn
Life life
Cannot go by the letter
Time time
Prozac can make it better
Noise noise
Any kind will do
Can you feel it slip away
When it's all on you
Crime crime
Rockin' like Janet Reno
Time time
Eighteen and life in Chino
Freud Freud
All along it's true
Well you'll see there comes a day
Catches up to you
Knock down the walls it's alive in you
Knock down the place you're alone it's true
Knock down the world it's alive in you
You gotta keep your head up through it all
You're gonna
Bust out on it - original prankster
Break out yeah - original yeah
Bust out on it - original prankster
You never stop now, stop now
That's what the main man say
You know it smells like ****
God****
Tag team the double header
Son of Sam
Fire always makes it better
Navigate
With style and aplomb
Cause wherever you're at
That¹s the tip you's on
Lies, lies
Says he's down in the Bahamas
Tries tries
Bangin' little hoochie mamas
No way
None of this is true
Well he'll see there comes a day
When the joke's on you yeah
Dime dime
So good to see ya
Nine nine
Don't want to be ya
Crime crime
Fine sensimilla
"Pretty Fly For a White Guy"
You know it's kind of hard just to get along today. Our subject isn't cool, but he fakes it anyway. He may not have a clue, and he may not have style. But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial.
So don't debate, a player straight. You know he really doesn't get it anyway. He's gonna play the field, and keep it real. For you no way, for you no way. So if you don't rate, just overcompensate. At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake. The He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice. But they didn't have Ice Cube,world needs wannabe's, so (hey hey) do that brand new thing.
so he bought Vanilla Ice. Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass. But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ***.
Now he's getting a tattoo, he's gettin' ink done. He asked for a '13', but they drew a '31'. Friends say he's trying too hard, and he's not quite hip. But in his own mind,
he's the dopest trip.
So don't debate, a player straight. You know he really doesn't get it anyway. He's gonna play the field, and keep it real. For you no way, for you no way. So if you don't rate, just overcompensate. At least you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake. The world needs wannabe's, the world loves wannabe's. So let's get some more wannabe's. And(hey hey) do that brand new thing.
"The Kids Aren't Alright"
When we were young the future was so bright. The old neighborhood was so alive. And everykid on the whole **** street, was gonna make it big and not be beat. Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn. The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn. How can one little street swallow so many lives?
CHORUS: Chances thrown, nothin's free. Longing for, what used to be. Still it's hard
hard to see. Fragile lives, shattered dreams.
Jamie had a chance, well she really did. Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids. Mark still lives at home, cause he's got no job. He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot. Jay committed suicide, Brandon od'd and died. What the **** is going on,
the cruellest dream, reality.
CHORUS [2]
"Why Don't You Get a Job?"
My friend's got a girlfriend, man he hates that *****. He tells me every day. He says, "Man I really gotta lose my chick in the worst kind of way".
She sits on her ***, he works his hands to the bone. To give her money every payday.
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home. Well my friend, you gotta say.
CHORUS: I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way. Why don't you get a job? Say no way, say no way, no way. Why don't you get a job?
I guess all his money, well it isn't enough. To keep her bill collectors at bay.
I guess all his money, well it isn't enough. Cause that girl's got expensive taste.
CHORUS
Well I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all. But hey man free rides just don't come along, every day.
Let me tell you about my other friend now.
My friend's got a boyfriend, man she hates that ****. She tells me every day. He wants more dinero just to stay at home. Well my friend, you gotta say.
CHORUS
"Americana"
Well i'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a place. Where strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments away.
Where culture's defined by the ones least refined. And you'll be left behind, if you don't fit in. It's all distorted, in Americana my way.
Well my dream has come true, my vision has come true.
Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right away. I want it right now, 'cause my generation don't like to wait.
My future's determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin. It's quite an excursion, but it's okay. Everything's backwards, in Americana my way.
Well my dream has come true, my vision has come true.
I'm a product, of my environment. So don't blame me, I just work here.
My rights are denied by those least qualified. Trading profit for pride, but it's okay. Everything's backwards, in Americana my way.
My nightmare has come true, my nightmare has come true. Yeah, it's all coming true.

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