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MAJOR SONGS
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from Explore (1999)
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Papa collected 50's records
But he was racist
Mama cool with Frank Sinatra
Raised two hip-hop kids
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Our parents gave us television,
And we vanished in their car
Teacher gave us bad religion, stomach aches, and scars
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
I've been standing in the shadows
Years since you were born
Comic books, and dirty looks, and prosests on the lawn
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
Well I've been stranded on the freeway
And I've seen the Berlin wall
I've been trying to make connection, but I still don't quite belong
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
I've seen all your drama
Hope you like your carma
Back to wander-a-ma now
Na, na, na, na
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from Firehouse - Firehouse (1996)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
Somewhere out there tonight
Living the glamour life
Somewhere out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Someone out there tonight
Living the party life
Someone out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Shoot 'em up ready to go
Shoot 'em up star of the show
Shoot 'em up doing the blow
Shoot 'em up who do you know
Somewhere out there tonight
Living the party life
Somewhere out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Someone out there tonight
Living a glamour life
Someone out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Shoot 'em up ready to go
Shoot 'em up star of the show
Shoot 'em up doing the blow
Shoot 'em up
Now you're only a ghost
A rabid fan of the I.o.u.s
Crawling back from the coast
A master plan to a dog's eye view
Someone out there tonight
Living the glamour life
Somewhere out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Someone out there tonight
Living the party life
Somewhere out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Shoot 'em up ready to go
Shoot 'em up star of the show
Shoot 'em up doing the blow
Shoot 'em up
Now you're only a ghost
A rabid fan of the I.o.u.s
Crawling back from the coast
A master plan going south on you
Sunday morning smoking gun
Sugar baby on the run
Sucking on the status quo
Shady lady doesn't know
Handshake like a cold fish
Shadows of an old wish
Tested on the rorschach
Diagnosed for prozac
Now you're only a ghost
A rabid fan of the I.o.u.s
Crawling back from the coast
A master plan going south on you
Now you're only a ghost
A rabid fan of the I.o.u.s
Crawling back from the coast
A master plan going south on you
Somewhere out there tonight
Living the glamour life
Somewhere out there today
Bleeding my heart away
Somewhere out there tonight
Somewhere out there tonight
Somewhere out there tonight
Shoot 'em up
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
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from D Generation - Through The Darkness (1999)
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Papa collected 50's records
But he was racist
Mama cool with Frank Sinatra
Raised two hip-hop kids
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Our parents gave us television,
And we vanished in their car
Teacher gave us bad religion, stomach aches, and scars
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
I've been standing in the shadows
Years since you were born
Comic books, and dirty looks, and prosests on the lawn
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
Well I've been stranded on the freeway
And I've seen the Berlin wall
I've been trying to make connection, but I still don't quite belong
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
I've seen all your drama
Hope you like your carma
Back to wander-a-ma now
Na, na, na, na
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from The Faculty (패컬티) by Marco Beltrami [ost] (1998)
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Papa collected 50's records
But he was racist
Mama cool with Frank Sinatra
Raised two hip-hop kids
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Our parents gave us television,
And we vanished in their car
Teacher gave us bad religion, stomach aches, and scars
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
I've been standing in the shadows
Years since you were born
Comic books, and dirty looks, and prosests on the lawn
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
Well I've been stranded on the freeway
And I've seen the Berlin wall
I've been trying to make connection, but I still don't quite belong
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
I've seen all your drama
Hope you like your carma
Back to wander-a-ma now
Na, na, na, na
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from D Generation - No Lunch (1996)
What's Johnny doing now on a Tuesday night?
Johnny can't read, Johnny can't write
He just don't understand
Johnny don't care about the world
As long as he can fuck his girl
And prove that he's a man
He got wasted eating 'ludes
He's a teenage vegetable
Getting high through the night is cool
Johnny hates to think he's ignorant
He's a mindless brainwashed pig
Ring a bell he starts to drool
Degenerated, degenerated
And our minds are vegetated
Degenerated, degerated
And our act is imitated
He's got PCP in his veins
Got a boy in his brain
He's addicted to the TV
When he's old he's gonna have a son
Said a kid grow up baby deaf and dumb
To become a young Johnny
Degenerated, degenerated
And our minds are vegetated
Degenerated, degenerated
And our act is imitated
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from D Generation - No Lunch (1996)
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from D Generation - No Lunch (1996)
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