Oingo Boingo lyrics
Oingo Boingo lyrics
"Who Do You Want To Be Today Lyrics"
Circles Lyrics
There's one around my finger One around my coffee cup One around the hands of time And that big orange ball a comin' up There's one around my eight t
There's one around my finger One around my coffee cup One around the hands of time And that big orange ball a comin' up There's one around my eight t
CHORUS
Who do you want to be today?
Who do you want to be?
Who do you want to be today?
Do you want to be just like someone on T.V.?
Oh boredom is so terrible, it's like a dread disease
Nothing could be worse
than when there's nothing on T.V.
I'd rather be a cowboy than to stare blank at the walls
Lo Noto Lyrics
Lo noto, Se que nos pasa algo , aunque selles tus labios, el mal rollito entre los dos, lo noto. Tu siempre estas cansada, y nunca
I can't remember them all
(And I say)
CHORUS
Just like someone on T.V.!
I think I'll be a teddy boy, I think I'll be a hunk
I think I'll be a tough guy and I think I'll be a punk
I might just be a fashion star
All dressed in frilly rags
Or perhaps I'll cro
Through Her Eyes Lyrics
7) Scene Five: Through Her Eyes (05:29) - John Petrucci [Present] [Nicholas:] She never really had a chance On that fateful moonl
ss the other side7) Scene Five: Through Her Eyes (05:29) - John Petrucci [Present] [Nicholas:] She never really had a chance On that fateful moonl
and walk around in
Drag!
CHORUS
Just like somebody on T.V.!
Do you like to be just like a rock
in the middle of the sea
Do you want to suffer by yourself
in a pool of blissful misery
Do you want to feel like a saint in artists' clothes
With a rosary in your hand
I STILL LOVE YOU Lyrics
I couldn't sleep last night wondering where were you? In your mind I mean Why didn't you scream? Though I say the wrong thing now and then
stranger in a
Strange, strange land
Would you rather push the buttons
And be feared by all humanity
Or perhaps you'd like to be a bum
Do you wanna be stupid, just like me
CHORUS
Just like somebody on T.V.!
Who do you want to be . . . . . .