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Skye Sweetnam




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Skye Sweetnam Album


Sound Soldier (10/30/2007)
10/30/2007
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Boyhunter (feat. Ak'Sent)
4.
Ghosts (feat. Tim Armstrong)
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(Let's Get Movin') Into Action (feat. Tim Armstrong)
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Bang, Boom, The beat
My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

Bang, Boom, The beat
My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

Bang, Boom, The beat
My baby is the bang, the boom, the beat

My boyfriend is music
My boyfriend is music
Yeah,
Music is my boyfriend
He never takes the pressure off

My boyfriend is music
My boyfriend is music
Yeah,
Music is my boyfriend
He never takes the pressure off

Hello
the beat says hello
He knows I'm gonna follow
My headphones are on-a
His low wind is thumpin'
Just me and him bumpin'
The walls they are watchin'
I'm turing red blushin'
You know that

I don't need no silly boys
I just need my boyfriend
I don't need no silly boys
I just need my boyfriend
Don't you know
Don't you know that

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat
He's beatin' down the door to get to me
Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit
The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit
My boyfriend is music

My boyfriend is music
My boyfriend is music
Yeah,
Music is my boyfriend
He never takes the pressure off

My boyfriend is music
My boyfriend is music
Yeah,
Music is my boyfriend
He never takes the pressure off

Get up to go shower
I'm dancing for hours
He knows the way I like it
He knows just how I want it
He sees my hips swayin'
The moment beats layin'
It's inside my body
My boyfriends a hottie
You know that

I don't need no silly boys
I just need my boyfriend
I don't need no silly boys
I just need my boyfriend
Don't you know
Don't you know that

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat
He's beatin' down the door to get to me
Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit
The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit
My boyfriend is music

He's making me lose it
I'll sing along lalalalala
My boyfriend is music
He's making me lose it
I'll sing along lalalalala
Lalalalala
I'll sing along lalalala
My boyfriend is music
He's making me lose it
I'll sing along lalalala

Bang, the boom the beat
He's beatin' down the door to get to me
You know that he's the shock, the shake, the shit
The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit

My boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat
He's beatin' down the door to get to me
Yeah music is the shock, the shake, the shit
The needle in the groove, the grind, the grit
My boyfriend is grit
My boyfriend is grit
My boyfriend is music


. . .



You know what Simon says
He tells you what to do
What if he told you to
Take off all your clothes
And dance in your birthday suit

Sure, it's the latest craze
We all get influenced
The little secret they don't want you to know
No no

We're only human
Seperated by our thoughts
So hang on to them
Or you'll find you might get caught
Caught up in the...

Hey, monkey see and monkey do
Must I get brainwashed
By what's surrounding you
Didn't you know that
Every little thing's contagious
Oh yes, every little thing's contagious

It's when you watch TV
In everything you see
The virus seeping through
And you start to want
What they tell you you should want

It's in the air you breathe
It's hidden up their sleeves
They're even marketing
what I say right now
Watch out

We're only human
Seperated by our thoughts
So hang on to them
Or you'll find you might get caught
Caught up in the...

Hey, monkey see and monkey do
Must I get brainwashed
By what's surrounding you
Didn't you know that
Every little thing's contagious
Oh yes, every little thing's contagious

Na na na na na na na
We're only human separated
Na na na na na na na
We're only human separated
Only human separated

Caught up in the...

Hey, monkey see and monkey do
Must I get brainwashed
By what's surrounding you
Didn't you know that
Every little thing's contagious
Oh yes, every little thing's contagious


. . .


Get on your knees
Hands up, get em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, stick em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, get em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, stick em' up

I didn't do it
I never did it
I swear it's an accident

My weekend hobby
Ya, no one stop me
Was out in my truck that night
And I said

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
That's right
That's right

Was only aiming
Was only pointing
But I was only looking, looking

Cause I'm a boyhunter, a boyhunter, a boyhunter
I need a boy tonight
Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
That's right
That's right

I need a Good looking (good looking)
Mad shocking (mad shocking)
Hard rocking (hip hopin')
Boy tonight

I couldn't help it
I couldn't stop it
Something must've come over me

My midnight joyride
Caught you in headlights
I had to take you home with me
And I said

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
That's right
That's right

Was only watchin'
Was only wonderin'
Yes, I was only looking, looking

Cause I'm a boyhunter, a boyhunter, a boyhunter
I need a boy tonight
Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
That's right
That's right

Get on your knees
Hands up, get em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, stick em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, get em' up
Get on your knees
Hands up, stick em' up

Diggydiggy baby don't act dumb
Get on your knees and put your hands up when I come
Skye and I sleeping you out for your tounge
You try to run and I hunt you down my AK
Hey I look so good
Try to hide from us boy I wish you would
Hop in my ride, take you far in the woods
And let you bury your bone like a big dog should
Get on your knees hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
Don't make me say it again
Cause I'm in it to win
I'm just dissin my aim
Hunt you down turn you into a man

Was only aiming
Was only pointing
But I was only looking, looking

Cause I'm a boyhunter, a boyhunter, a boyhunter
I need a boy tonight
Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
That's right

This is a stick up
Put your hands up
Im coming to your town
Gonna bust it down

Get on your knees
Hands up boys
I just love sayin' that
I'll say it again

Get on your knees
Hands up boys

Hunt you down

. . .



I don't believe in ghosts but I'm afraid of 'em
I don't believe in ghosts but I'm afraid of 'em

Some wanna sleep
And some wanna rise
Some wait their whole life to hide
I'm gon go out like Bonnie & Clyde
Cause I'm a wild one
and I don't give a damn, no
I made a bet with myself
I'm gonna make it
Something that I want, I'm gonna take it
Small town mold, I'm gonna break it
And get out of here
And make my dreams come true
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
na na na

I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em
I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em

There are some things you're gonna miss
Growing up in a small town like this
Big city, big problems
But it's me and you boy against the world now
I met a man named hate
I met a lady named malice
We met on the avenue and not in a palace
And everyone we meet is so damn ruthless
So boy don't ever leave me

I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em
I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em

Lost kids in a lost world livin'
No one's gonna back down, no one's gonna give in
You think I'm dumb, no you just mistaken
Can't be broke, and we can't be shaken

I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em
I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em

I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em
I don't believe in ghosts, but I'm afraid of 'em


. . .


You got killer eyes and an ice-crem tongue
We got things to do while we're still young
So come along, come along, come along, I'll come too
You got kissing lips and a pretty head

We've got things to do before we're dead
So sing along, sing along, sing along, I'll sing too

Nothing really matters but you and me
You're my top request now don't you see?

Right now you are my favorite tune
I just wanna play you baby
Download you but pay you baby
Right now I'm tuning into you
Audio that thrills me baby
Sonic boom that kills me baby

Your strings are loose
And you strum it good
But your holding back like I knew you would
When I come along, come along, come along, you come too
We hear cymbals crash, inside out heads
It's like dynamite, someone call the feds
They might sing along, sing along, sing along, we'll sing too

Nothing really matters but you and me
You're my top request now don't you see?

Right now you are my favorite tune
I just wanna play you baby
Download you but pay you baby
Right now I'm tuning into you
Audio that thrills me baby
Sonic boom that kills me baby

So we play the song, so we play the
And the song goes on and on and on
And we play the track, play it back to back
Music never made me feel like that

You got killer eyes and an ice-crem tongue
We got things to do while we're still young
So come along, come along, come along, I'll come too

Nothing really matters but you and me
You're my top request now don't you see?
Nothing really matters but me and you
We got a top ten hit and shit to do!

Right now you are my favorite tune
I just wanna play you baby
Download you but pay you baby
Right now I'm tuning into you
Audio that thrills me baby
Sonic boom that kills me baby

. . .



What is love, my love
Tell me do you know
To me it's dirt and blood and seed
That's how my garden grows

What is this pain inside my veins
It turned to frost
Is there an operation, please
And how much does it cost

This love is a scary love

If I had one day left to live
I'd lock the doors and windows
And keep you in
If I had one day left to live
I'd wrap myself around you
And breathe you in

Scary love
It's a scary love

What is love, my love
Tell me why it burns
Like rage and fire inside of me
It causes no concern

I'm quite used to it
The ashes on my hands
At least I've felt the pain of love
Of what no one understands

This love is a scary love

If i had one day left to live
I'd lock the doors and windows
And keep you in
If I had one day left to live
I'd wrap myself around you
And breathe you in

This love is a scary love
Like birds in the place of doves
Clenched fist in a velvet glove
Like a train running over us
Like being nailed to a cross

If i had one day left to live (if I had one)
I'd keep you in, I'd keep you in
If I had one more day to live
I'd wrap myself around you and breathe you in


. . .



Let's get moving into action
Let's get moving into action
If your life's too slow, no satisfaction
Find something out there, there's an attraction
If you hesitate now, that's a subtraction
So, let's get moving boy into action

Come on quick now keep it up
We're inviting this town
All the kids are showing up
When we bring the sound

Hop into my pick up truck
Roll it them the ground
Get your gear, load it up
Gonna hold it down

If you start with nothing
Gotta build it up
If you got a dream
You gotta follow it up

Let's get moving into action
Let's get moving into action
If your life's too slow, no satisfaction
Find something out there, there's an attraction
If you hesitate now, that's a subtraction
So, let's get moving boy into action

Shake it
Shake it
Shake it out


. . .



I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Yes I'm chasing you all around the room
I beatcha, beatcha brains out, that's how I flirt
Oh it's a vicious little game but no one gets hurt
And it's a hey, hey!

Let's keep it together
Can we, hey, hey, work it out?

This love's a cartoon baby in technicolor
Screw your head back on cuz here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite she's throwing them at us tonight

Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...
Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...

I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Got a bowling ball on a tablespoon
A striker, striking you out, drop it on your head!
Kill you a hundred different ways but you're still not dead
And it's a hey, hey!

Let's keep it together
Can we, hey, hey, work it out?

This love's a cartoon baby in technicolor
Screw your head back on cuz here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite she's throwing them at us tonight
This love's a cartoon baby and you're the hero
Pop your greens down lover and whack the weirdo
He's trying to fly me to the moon, but I'm staying here with you

Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...
Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...
Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...

Bound to the sound get down, get down, down
Itty bitty, nitty gritty, polka dotted pretty kitty
Bound to the sound get down, get down, down
Itty bitty, nitty gritty, polka dotted pretty kitty

I like to live like I'm in a cartoon
Yes I'll suck you up into my vacuum
A bumble, bumble bee honey and I need a mate
Oh it's illegal where we live, but we're outta state!

This love's a cartoon baby in technicolor
Screw your head back on cuz here comes your mother
With her curlers made of dynamite she's throwing them at us tonight
This love's a cartoon baby and you're the hero
Pop your greens down lover and whack the weirdo
He's trying to fly me to the moon, but I'm staying here with you

Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...
Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...
Yes it's a pretty, pretty kitty but the kitty still bites...

Nanananana, I've got a microphone


. . .



Honey and hormones, you're holding my hand
Sugary slow-jams, making love on the sand
Well excuse me while I throw up
Take a second to interrupt
All this round about shit just sucks
I'll be blowing the candles out, lights on, it's wrong, but it's my

Make-out song
We've been holding back too damn long!
Well the sweet talks great, but it's getting late
And I wanna just get it on!
This is my make-out song
Don't be getting your ego on!
'Cuz I like your lips but this foreplay kiss has been goin' on way too long
Get with my make-out song

Allergic to flowers, they wilt and they die
You jump in the shower, regardless that I'd
Much rather you just hang tough
A little bloody and beaten up
Let's get animalistic rough
We'll be ripping the clothes right off, backseat, not sweet, but it's my

Make-out song
We've been holding back too damn long!
Well the sweet talks great, but it's getting late
And I wanna just get it on!
This is my make-out song
Don't be getting your ego on!
'Cuz I like your lips but this foreplay kiss has been goin' on way too long
Get with my make-out song

When you lay me down, on your pillow now
Sprinkle roses on the sheets
I get the creeps!
You're finally touching me and you realize I'm asleep, I'm asleep

Well excuse me while I throw up
Take a second to interrupt
All this round about shit just sucks
I'll be blowing the candles out, lights on, it's wrong, but it's my

Make-out song
We've been holding back too damn long!
Well the sweet talks great, but it's getting late
And I wanna just get it on!
This is my make-out song
Don't be getting your ego on!
'Cuz I like your lips but this foreplay kiss has been goin' on way too long

But it's Make-out song
We've been holding back too damn long!
Well the sweet talks great, but it's getting late
And I wanna just get it on!
This is my make-out song
Don't be getting your ego on!
'Cuz I like your lips but this foreplay kiss has been goin' on way too long
Get with my make-out song


. . .


Genetically programmed to attract you
Pheromones waiting to attack you
Male's masculine, feminine is female
I'll tell you the difference between them

Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra east, west
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra north, south
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra straight up
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra peace out

My river runs deep, but you're quite a big fish
If you're willing to try to understand me
So dive right in, let the wires get wet
Everyone needs a little spark!

Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so

Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra not guys

It's serious bubblegum brain freeze
I told you I like them on their knees
You're bold and you're brave when in danger
You're stupid insane and I framed ya

Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra outside
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra inside
Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra swing left
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra sway right

All these X's and Y's are yinging my yang
It's negative, positive behavior
The batteries licked and I need a fix
Cause everyone wants to feel the spark!

Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so

Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra not guys

Can you feel the love, love, love?
Can you feel the love, love, love?
Can you feel the LOVE, LOVE, LOVE!?
Can you feel it now?
Love, love, love!
Can you feel the LOVE, LOVE, LOVE?
Can you feel it?
MUAH! Can you feel the love, love, love?

Ultra, ultra, ultra punk funk
Punky funky
Ultra, ultra, slam dunk it... (give it to me)
Ultra, ultra, ultra punk funk...
Ultra, ultra, ultra, slam dunk it... (chunky monkey)

My river runs deep, but you're quite a big fish
If you're willing to try to understand me
So dive right in, let the wires get wet
Everyone needs a little spark!

Round and round and round we go
I hate you but I need you so

Guys are ultra, ultra, ultra not girls
Girls are ultra, ultra, ultra not guys

. . .



(Come on, a-ha, a-ha)

I talk, you say I'm talking back
It escalades to full attack
I'm going, you're coming
Your brain's on pause
But your mouth keeps running

Don't know what planet you are from
What macho ego trip you on
I'm giving, you're taking
You think I'm there, but I'm really just faking

Oh, you're so the same cliche
And it makes me wanna run the other way

Maybe I should kiss a girl
Maybe I should change my world
You already know you make me sick
And this could be the cure
Girls know how to make it fun
And you know how to mess it up
Maybe you should learn to watch your tongue
'Cause boy I've had enough
Maybe I should kiss a girl

I'm trading your old dirty shirt
For high heels and a mini skirt
You're over, I'm under
I'll spell it out it's making me wonder

Why am I still with you
When I know that it'll never work
Why don't I just hit you
When you act like just some stupid jerk
You know that I love you
But you get on my last every nerve
Oh man I guess you'll never understand

Oh, you're so the same cliche
And it makes me wanna run the other way

Maybe I should kiss a girl
Maybe I should change my world
You already know you make me sick
And this could be the cure
Girls know how to make it fun
And you know how to mess it up
Maybe you should learn to watch your tongue
'Cause boy I've had enough
Maybe I should kiss a girl

I tried to tune you in and not to turn you on
If you don't try to make a change, I'll be good as gone
(Maybe I should kiss a girl, whoah, whoah)

Maybe I should kiss a girl
Maybe I should change my world
You already know you make me sick
And this could be the cure
Girls know how to make it fun
And you know how to mess it up
Maybe you should learn to watch your tongue
'Cause boy I've had enough
Maybe I should kiss a girl


. . .


Na na na
Na na na

Na na na
Na na na

I am a new breed of doll
Psycho baby doll gone wrong
Toolbelt with a lollipop
Curling iron, Kalashnikov [an AK-47]

I am a new breed of doll
Fighting for a brave new world
Gas mask and a magic wand
Bulldozer and tutu on

Load up, load up
March to the future
Lipstick, I might kill you or kiss ya
Baby doll gone wrong

She cries real tears
In her bed tonight
Press the button right
She will glow so bright
She bleeds real blood
Cut her with a knife
She'll fight for her life
But it's you who dies
Surprise, surprise

Catch me
Can you still believe
My name
And can't you see this
Baby doll gone wrong

I am a new breed of doll
Crash helmet and halo on
Jackhammer and my apron
Throw my head back, sing a song

I am a new breed of doll
Mace you with my aerosol
Tinkerbell and S&M
Bumper car that has a brain

Load up, load up
March to the future
Lipstick, I might kill you or kiss ya
Baby doll gone wrong

She cries real tears
In her bed tonight
Press the button right
She will glow so bright
And she bleeds real blood
Cut her with a knife
She'll fight for her life
But it's you who dies
Surprise, surprise

In her bed tonight
Press the button right
She will glow so bright
And she bleeds real blood
Cut her with a knife
She'll fight for her life
But it's you who dies
Surprise, surprise

Baby doll
I'll kick the boys and make them fall
Baby doll
I'll kick the boys and make them fall

Sugar and razor blade
Acid pink lemonade
That's how baby dolls are made
We misbehave
We misbehave

Load up, load up
March to the future
Lipstick, I might kill you or kiss ya
Baby doll gone wrong

She cries real tears
In her bed tonight
Press the button right
She will glow so bright
She bleeds real blood
Cut her with a knife
She'll fight for her life
But it's you who dies
Surprise, surprise

In her bed tonight
Press the button right
She will glow so bright
She cries real tears
Cut her with a knife
She'll fight for her life
But it's you who dies
Surprise, surprise

. . .


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