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Freddy Kreuger (2004)
2004
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2.
3.
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Well
This is, for my band
The ones who shared the struggle
The whining and the ?bitching?,
Sat on my sofa
My friends all went to college
I still live in my dad's house!

Thinking, about it
And though you may regret it
You said it 'cause you meant it
Always, together
A touch of cabin fever
We find out how we really feel

This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of

When I, was fifteen
I swear it looked so easy
You go out and you get paid
Cut to an LP
You slam it on the TV
And now its just another day down
And it's another month gone
God knows how many shows
Yeah we still keep moving on and on
But that's rock'n'roll I spose

Girl...
Girl...
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of

My name is Freddy Kreuger
And I've got the elm street blues
I've got a hand like a knife rack
And I die in every film!

This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I'm so sick of
This girl that I don't love

. . .


So anyway
I was about to say
Well I'm afraid
Of slipping right away
Ill prepared
I am so ill prepared
If you concentrate
You can learn it in a day

I'm so suicidal I can't see
I watch Ren & Stimpy on TV
And in the morning I will bleed
My life was wasted on me
On me
Yeah yeah

What is it
That keeps the beat in my chest
It makes me breathe
I never really knew
All these years
I have lived on my own
All my fears
Are slowly coming true

I'm so suicidal I can't see
I watch Ren & Stimpy on TV
And in the morning I can't breathe
My life has wasted me
On me
On me
On me

So I gotta think in straight lines
Stop accumulating dust and
Get a job of something I love
And respect myself and others
And I gotta see my own man
Find out who he is before long
And I gotta see my own man
Find out who he is before he...

. . .


Chew it up
And spit it out
That's what this
Is all about
Sell my soul
And keep it in
I got balls
And glitterskin

It's just a bad dream
And I'm waiting, Oh,
It's alright, It's okay, I'm alright
It's just a bad dream

Thank god I, can sleep again
I'll never get, number ten
So you can, agree with it
Leave me be, the better man

It's just a bad dream
And I'm waiting, Oh,
It's alright, It's okay, I'm doing fine
It's just a bad dream

I'm alright,
I'm okay
And I'm alright, but I'm o...

It's alright, I'm okay, I feel good

It's just a bad dream

You'll never make eighteen...

. . .


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