Альбом Four Year Strong

Originally by Everclear

This is a song about Susan
This is a song about the girl next door
This is a song about the everyday occurrences
That make me feel like letting go
Yes I think we've got a problem
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow

This is a song about Susan
Yeah, this is a song about the way things are
This is a song about the scary things
You see from the corner of your eyes
Don't you wonder why?

We never talk about the future, yeah
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions
To the answers that nobody even wants to know
I guess the honeymoon is over

So much for the afterglow, so much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow, so much for the afterglow

I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about everything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about everything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about everything
I remember, I remember, I remember

Yeah, we never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions
To the answers that nobody even wants to know

Oh well, oh well, oh well
So much for the afterglow
Oh well oh well oh well
So much for the afterglow
Oh well, oh well, oh well
Yes, I guess we need the drama
So much for the afterglow, so much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow, yeah, so much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow, so much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow, so much for the afterglow

Originally by Nine Days

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

Now how many days in a year
She woke up with hope
But she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making her promises never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
Now how many days disappear
When you look in the mirror
So how do you choose

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

Now how many lovers would stay
Just to put up with this shit
Day after day
Now how did we end up this way
Watching our mouths for the words that we say
As long as we stand here waiting
Wearing the clothes or the soles that we choose
Now how do we get there today
When we're walking too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

[Guitar Solo]

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Her pretty face she hid from the world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles
When she smi-iles!

Originally by Alanis Morrissette

An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face

A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic...don't you think
A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...

It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out

Originally by The Smashing Pumpkins
Featuring Keith Buckley

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Now I'm naked, nothing but an animal
But can you fake it, for just one more show?
And what do you want?
I want to change
And what have you got, when you feel the same?

Even though I know - I suppose I'll show
All my cool and cold - like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son, yeah.
Tell me I'm the chosen one
Jesus was the only son for you

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage
And someone will say what is lost can never be saved
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a-
Despite all my rage am I still just a rat in a cage

Tell me I'm the only one
Tell me there's no other one
Jesus was the only son for you

[x4]
And I still believe that I cannot be saved

Originally by Third Eye Blind

I'm packed and I'm holding,
I'm smiling, she's living, she's golden and
she lives for me, She says she lives for me,
Ovation, She's got her own motivation,
she comes round and she goes down on me,
And I make her smile, It's like a drug for you,
Do ever what you want to do, Coming over you,
Keep on smiling, what we go through.
One stop to the rhythm that divides you,
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse,
Chop another line like a coda with a curse,
And I come on like a freak show takes the stage.
We give them the games we play, she said,

I want something else, to get me through this,
Semi-charmed kind of life,
I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say, Good-bye.

The sky it was gold, it was rose,
I was taking sips of it through my nose,
And I wish I could get back there,
Some place back there,
Smiling in the pictures you would take,
Doing crystal myth,
Will lift you up until you break,
It won't stop,
I won't come down, I keep stock,
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop,
And then I bumped up. I took the hit I was given,
Then I bumped again,
And then I bumped again.
How do I get back there to,
The place where I fell asleep inside you?
How do I get myself back to,
The place where you said,

I want something else to get me through this,
semi-charmed kind of life,
I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say, good-bye.

I believe in the sand beneath my toes,
The beach gives a feeling,
An earthy feeling,
I believe in the faith that grows,
And the four right chords can make me cry,
When I'm with you I feel like I could die.
And that would be all right
(???)

I want something else,
To get me through this life,
baby, I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say,
good-bye, good-bye, good-bye...
GOOD-BYE !!!

Originally by No Doubt
Featuring Peter "JR" Wasilewski & Buddy "Goldfinger" Schaub"

You think that we connect
That the chemistry's correct
Your words walk right through my ears
Presuming I liken' what I hear
And now I'm stuck in the
The web you're spinning
You've got me for your prey

Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but leave a message
And I'll call you back

You're intruding on what's mine
And you're taking up my time
Don't have the courage inside me
To tell you please let me be

Communication, a telephonic invasion
I'm planning my escape...

Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but leave a message
And I'll call you back

And it's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls

Now it's gone to deep (Now, it's gone too deep)
You wake me in my sleep (Wake me in my sleep)
My dreams become nightmares (Dreams become nightmares)
'Cause you're ringing in my ears

Sorry I'm not home right now
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So leave a message
And I'll call you back
A likely story, but leave a message
And I'll call you back

And it's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter-matter-matter-matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls

Oooh, the spiderwebs
Leave a message
And I'll call you back
I'm walking into spiderwebs
So, leave a message
And I'll call you back
It's all your fault
I screen my phone calls
No matter-matter-matter who calls
I gotta screen my phone calls
It's all your fault
It's all your fault
No matter who calls
No matter who calls

I'm walking into spiderwebs so,
Leave a message
And I'll call you back
I'm walking into spiderwebs so,
Leave a message
And I'll call you back
It's all your fault (I'm walking in the spiderwebs)
No matter who calls (So leave a message and I'll call you back)
I gotta screen my phone calls (I'm walking in the spiderwebs)
It's all your fault (So leave a message and I'll call you back)
No matter-matter-matter who calls (I'm walking in the spiderwebs)
I screen my phone calls (So leave a message and I'll call you back)
I'm walking into spiderwebs
Leave a message and I'll call you back

Originally by Del Amitri

Look around your world pretty baby
Is it everything you hoped it'd be
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me

Look into your heart pretty baby,
Is it aching with some nameless need.
Is there something wrong and you cant put your finger on it
Right then, roll to me

And I don't think I have ever seen a soul so in despair
So if you want to talk the night through
Guess who will be there?

So don't try to deny it pretty baby,
You've been down so long you can hardly see
When the engines stalled and it wont stop raining
Its the right time to roll to me

Look around your world pretty baby
Is it everything you hoped it'd be
The wrong guy, the wrong situation
The right time to roll to me

Originally by Sugar Ray
Featuring Travis McCoy

Spread your love and fly, fly...

All around the world, statues crumble for me
Who knows how long Ive loved you
Everywhere I go people stop and they see
Twenty-five years old, my mother, God rest her soul
(lord, have mercy)

I just wanna fly
(uh, where you, uh, where you want)
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
(where you want, where you try, uh, where you want)
Put your arms around me, baby...
(i, i, I w...w...would tell her, here, well
Spread your love and fly, oh, me, oh, my
Spread your love and fly, oh, me for i
Spread your love and fly, fly)

Dance a little stranger
Show me where you've been (say what? )
Love can make you hostage
Wanna do it again (word)
Theres no time to think
bout the starting or the end (never)
Well find out, I'm told
My mother, she told me so,
(yeah, yeah, check it out)

I just wanna fly
(higher, higher, higher, high, high, high)
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
(like a birdie in the sky up so high)
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby

I just want...
(grow your wing and fly)
...to fly
(uh, wh-... where you want)
(uh, wh-... where you want)

Love you, baby girl, love, and Ill tell no lie
All the women all be loving
They want to come a me I, just like I
And the they wanna fly
Me have a lovely girl
I'm gonna tell her bye-bye and
Grow your wing and fly, oh, me, oh, my
Spread your love and fly, fly

All around the world, statues crumble for me
Who knows how long Ive loved you (ain't my thing)
Everyone I know has been so good to me (hey, hear that)
Twenty-five years old, my mother, God rest her soul
(lord, have mercy)

I just wanna fly
(like a birdie in the sky up so high)
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby (all night long)
I just wanna fly
(higher, higher, higher, higher)
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby

I just want...
(grow your wings and fly)
...to fly
I just want...
...to fly
(uh, wh-uh... where you want
Try, uh, wh-...where you want)

I just wanna fly

Originally by Nirvana

Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say yeah

We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say yeah

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
when I say
He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
Knows not what it means
Knows not what it means and I say yeah

Originally by Reach The Sky

Wasting so much time
wishing and wondering what could I do to recapture my past
because all my memories
seem so much better than anything that I'm feeling today.
Now its fading away,
am I losing hold on the only piece of you that I have left?
Why is it easy to forget when nothing could take that place you left behind.

Every night I lie awake
worried that each day I am forgetting a little bit more.
I need to remember you that way, when I was not afraid to forget.
Wasted so much time, wishing and wondering.
And I wasted my time, wishing and wondering.
Every night I lie awake hoping my tears will dry,
will I ever shut my eyes?

Originally by Tal Bachman

She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothings gonna happen
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus:]
'Cause she's so high...
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high...
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high...
High above me

First class and fancy free
She's high society
She's got the best of everything

What could a guy like me
Ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be
Why should I even bother?

[Repeat Chorus]

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Repeat Chorus]