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HOORAY FOR ME - Bad Religion
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By Gerd Thienel: [email protected]
[Intro]
Dis Cis Fis
Cis
I Can See My Teenage Father Standing Straight On Desolate Corner
Dis
In The Shadow Of Tentacled Towers By The Red Light Of America.
Cis Dis Fis
I Imagine How His Mother Felt When She Heard That Her Husband Was Dying.
Cis Dis
And The Underground Heroes Of The Tarmac Shooting Smack Were Blowing Up
Worlds
And Damned Out Loud.
Cis Fis
Hey, Can You Tell Me How Does It Feel ?
Fis
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For Second, Doing Anything That You
Don't Have To ?
Fis
Well That's What I'm Accustomed To, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
Cis
When I Slept With Stony Faces On The Riverbank,
Dis
My Angeldevil Reveler Shook Me Desperately In Dying.
Cis Fis
I Don't Exactly Want To Apologize For Anything.
Cis Dis
And Now We're All Mad And Tangled In Secret Rooms With Roman Candles
Cis Fis
On An Endless Graveyard Train.
Fis
Yeah, Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For Second, Doing Anything Just
'Cus You Want To ?
Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me... And Fuck You !
Fis
Yeah, I Was Dreaming Through The Howzlife, Yawning, Car Black In The Night
Fis
She Told Me Mad And Meaningless As Ever
Fis
And Song Came On My Radio Like Cemetry Rhyme
Fis
For Million Crying Corpses In Their Tragedy Of Respectable Existence.
Fis
Tell Me... Can You Imagine, For Second, Trying Half The Things You Ever
Wanted To ?
Fis
Well That's Just What I Do, So Hooray For Me...
Fis
Oh Yeah... I'm Not Respactable, And Never Sensible, I've Been Incredible
Fis
So Damned Irascible, I Like The Things I Do, So Hooray For Me... Fuck You !
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