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Lyrics

Questioningly (Ramones)

Questioningly
Her eyes looked at me
And then she spoke
Aren't you some one I used to know
And weren't we lovers a long time ago?
Looked at her close
Forced her into view
Yes, I said, you're a girl
That I, once may have knew
But I don't love you anymore
What do you want to talk to me for?
You should have just let me walk by
Memories make us cry

In the morning, I'm at work on time
My boss, he tells me
That I'm doing fine
When I'm going home
Whiskey bottle
Movie on TV
Memories make me cry
And I'm alone
Just me
Just me
Questioningly

But I don't love you anymore
Why do you want to talk to me for?
You should have just let me walk by
Memories make us cry

Looked at her close
Forced her into view
Yes, I said
You're a girl
That I, once may have knew

Questioningly
Her eyes looked at me
And then she spoke
Aren't you someone that I used to know
And weren't we lovers a long time ago?


Don't Come Close (Ramones)

Youn know it's generally known
You got everything at home
Kisses out of desperation
Bring you more aggravation
And you don't come close
You don't come close
You don't come close
You bring out your souvenirs
Soak them wet with your tears
You lose your imagination
Out of more aggravation
And you don't come close
You don't come close
You don't come close
You turn red with rage
But act your age
Only thing that you regret
You need more time to forget
And you don't come close
You don't come close
You don't come close

Somebody Like Me (Ramones)

Tired of naggin' nothin's ever happenin'
That's the attitude that isn't fun
a bottle of wine, a tube of glue
I don't know what to do

I am just a guy who likes to rock and roll
I am just a guy who likes to get drunk
I am just a guy who likes to dress punk
Get my kicks an' live up my life

Tired of complaints I am ready for fun
But I'll make friends with anyone
Are you out there somebody like me
If you are, I hope that you can see

I am just a guy who likes to rock and roll
I am just a guy who likes to get drunk
I am just a guy who likes to dress punk
Get my kicks an' live up my life

Don't go to school don't make me laugh
Can't hardly spell, can't do math
In the bar or out on the street
At the concert at the boutique

Touring (Ramones)

Well, we’ve been to London and we’ve been to LA
Spain, New Zealand and the USA
Europe, Japan and Pango Pango
Canada, Siam, Oz and Kamoto

The kids all come from miles around
The party get start when the sun goes down
And holiday inn’s the only home I know
I know, I know, I know.

Rock'n roll’s alive cause got the power, baby
Cruisin’ down the highway at 500 miles an hour, maybe
We got a fuel injected tour bus, man, it really flies
With a video tape deck inside
Let’s go rock'n roll, everybody com-along (2x)

Touring, touring, it’s never boring (3x)
Touring, touring, oh baby, touring
Especially with your favorite girl
Touring, touring all around the world

Well, we’ve been around this great big world
And we’ve met all kind of guys and girls
From Kamoto Islands to Rockaway Beach
No, it’s not hard, not far to reach

American girls knock me out, you know
Fast cars, cold beer and rock ‘n’ roll
America is the only home I know, I know, I know
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go

500 miles to Mexico
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
2000 miles to Tokyo
Let’s go, a- let’s go, a- let’s go
A- let’s goooooo

Drive, drive, drive the night away
Straight all through to the break of day
Drive, drive, drive the night away
When it’s in your blood, it’s in your blood

Touring, touring, it’s never boring (3x)
Touring, touring, oh baby, touring
Especially with your favorite girl
Touring, touring all around the world
Touring, touring, all around (3x)
Touring, touring all around the world

Walk Away (Barlow)

Christine's depression never seeems to end
Cause she'll never be as skinny
As the girls on ''Friends''
She's got fat hips and thin lips, she's jealous of a Q-Tip
She'll take stupid over fat
She stuck her fingers down her throat for the very last time today.
And she walked away.

Malcom's got his image: his rock and his glock
And if he lives to see 20, he will beat the clock
He's got his ride and he's fried and girls by his side
He makes a stand with his gun in his hand
He saw his best friend lying on a stainless steel tray.
And he walked away.

And the destination's clear: anywhere but here.

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars
You're never in the gutter with your eyes on the stars.

So walk away from the boyfriend who bruises
And the shame of the game that your brain knows you're losing
And that job that you do that just robs you of who
You can be when you're free of this mentality.
So you're home by the phone getting stoned all alone
With your chat room friends, your Korn and Ramones
But the phone don't ring and Joey just sings sedated
You gotta learn to hate it.

Doesn't matter that you're lying in the gutter
It doesn't matter that your brain's all cluttered
It doesn't matter that you're covered in scars
You're never in the gutter with your eyes on the stars.

Cogido Por Los Güevos (Reincidentes)

Hace diez añitos ya
empezamos esto
escuchando a los Rolling,
a los Ramones y a Leño
mezclando morro, ilusión
constancia y ganas de tó.
Y en esto llegaron ellos
pusieron poco y ganaron más
mucho más de los que nos creemos
y nosotros dale que te pego
menos mal que no esperamos nada
y no parábamos de tocar.

Estamos deseando de sacar del barro los pies
dirigirnos a la puerta, abrirla y echar a correr
este si es el último y no habrá ninguno más
no fue por nuestro gusto pero hemos llegado al final.

Riesgo nunca se asumió siempre rateando
por ignorancia firmamos de tó
y por prisa por hacer un gesto
a la peña que te va siguiendo
y ahora por cuatro duros de mierda
nos quieren tener bien ataos.

Y por querer mejorar
nos llamarán vendidos
que si estamos muy "tranquilos"
que si queremos ser ricos
tiroriroriroriro
creemos que merecemos más.

Con la mirada puesta siempre en lo que pasa alrededor
con las mismas ganas y el alma en cada canción
empieza otra historia, no sabemos como irá
salud, camaradas, ustedes sois los que hacen gritar.

Estamos jartos de aguantar
pero no soltamos
la caña sin pescar
sin mirar atrás
pero sin ganas de olvidar
aprendiendo a luchar
y sin parar de buscar
algo que pueda rompar.

Deck The Halls With Parts Of Charlie (The Crypt Keeper)

Deck the halls with parts of Charlie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Make the Yule time gross and gnarly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Stockings stuffed with ears and fingers
Fa la la la la la la la la
Chopped from all those caroling singers
Fa la la la la la la la la

D**the hearth with chunks of Barnie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Bits of Bruce and hunks of Arnie
Fa la la la la la la la la
Hang the crypt with spleens and kidneys
Fa la la la la la la la la
Use Ramone's and then use Sidney's
Fa la la la la la la la la

Raise the tree and bring the ladder
Fa la la la la la la la la
Top it off with Gills gall bladder
Fa la la la la la la la la
Grinning skulls in festive poses
Fa la la la la la la la la
Strings of toes and nipped off noses
Fa la la la la la la la la

Who needs mistletoe and holly?
Fa la la la la la la la la
When we can just dismember Wally
Fa la la la la la la la la
Have the whole place decorated
Fa la la la la la la la la
With the parts we've amputated
Fa la la la la la la la la
(Maniacal laughter)

The Red And The Black (Blue Oyster Cult)

Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works
Red and black, that's their color scheme
Get their man, in the end

It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right
C'mon little husky

Frontenac Chateau baby
I'll cross the frontier at ten
Got a whip in my hand baby
And a girl or a husky at leather's end

It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right

Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice
Make a dash for freedom baby don't skate on polar ice
It's too think to be sliced by the light
Of long and white polar nights

It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my honey knows it's all right
It's all right (repeat four more times)
Oh yeah my baby knows it's all right

Dope Dayton Ave (Dayton Family)

What's up?
Back down on Dayton bitch in '93 hoes
Backstabba first name coke last name cane
Ira Dorsey's hoes
Back in this bitch after ootin up a key
Shoestring the **in prostitute killa!
Hey what's up hoes?
We fin to do this shit again
You can't ** with us!
As a child my motha told me that my body would grow
Into a perm bootin sperm shootin MC pro
My momma told on thoes been captured on how to make dough
I stuck up A-Rod for his money took his gold and mo'
I took his money went to Hinkle down on dope Dayton Ave.
Bought a hundred worth of oot and a o and a half
Why toot it up, no place to go, so I reach for the phone
Called three hoes all with my babies but nobody's at home
Reach for my bat pulled out the gat put in the clip now its smooth
Chew on my ginger up at the porch now I'm on a jack move
My posse's thick don't take no shit but I still move along
If I was livin in those days I would have stuck up Capone
Back to my story now I'm lookin for somebody to take
Went to the club and saw Rudy so I went for the gate
Walked up to G said "Introduce me" and he told her my name
Even said my last name Dorsey there's no hoe in my game
I said "Yo dude I need 9 ounces" and he told me the spot
I said "Oh no come down on Dayton, Club Ramone is too hot"
We met on Dayton things were straight but you just couldn't relate
He said "No scale oh what the hell, I'm not concerned with the wait"
From rags to riches all the bitches and that's all that we said
Before I go I'll let you know he caught two to the head
I'm a talk a little bit about the set that I'm from
All you local neighborhoods no you don't want none
All of you other weed clicks in the county of Gennesee (ask amber
rose)
Don't you ** with D-A-Y-T-O-N A-V-E.
CAUSE ITS THE AVE!
(dope dope dope dope dope Dayton Ave)
Nobody **s with me especially on Dayton avenue
(dope diggety dope diggety Dayton Ave)
Don't you ** with D-A-Y-T-O-N A-V-E. (3 TIMES)
Nobody **s me, especially on Dayton Avenue
Cause all I do is sell crack smoke cornbrew
You can't hang nigga maybe you should gang bang
You wanna get wit us but you can't hit us cause its a Dayton thang
He cuts some booties but his boys are steady rollin hard
The chase is on they got us runnin through the back door
My dick is peppin see I'm steppin to the concrete
I'm rude he pops and I pop back and now he's late I sleep
I jumped a fence my pants are rippin see my legs tore
They got me mad and see I'm watching all my blood pour
Now I'm bloody and I'm weak and I can't make it far
Pulled out my gauge and I'm aimin at them bitches core
He aimed back, I said, "** it nigga, kill me!"
It wasn't loaded and I exploded them hoes a dead G
You're **in with a lunatic a psycho in a war zone
Nobody's boostin me I'm tootin cane on my own
I killed them booties now I'm sittin here countin my cash
I'm all alone, bleedin in this tall grass
Nobody sees me nobody knows where I'm at
But that's okay I got my boy and thats my **in gat
Nobody scares me not even in a dream son
I'm tootin the cane from the nose of my shotgun
I turn around and start poppin, what's up homey?
Just like the Geto Boyz my mind is playin tricks on me
I squeeze the trigga, your dead, just see
I'm from the DAYTON Dayton Avenue Avenue G
(dope dope dope dope dope Dayton Ave)
Nobody **s with me especially on Dayton avenue
(dope diggety dope diggety Dayton Ave)
Don't you ** with D-A-Y-T-O-N A-V-E. (3 TIMES)
Now I'm a tell you some names that you all should know
But I'm a say em anyway so that you know em fo sho
You got my boy Matt Hink
You got my road dog Dirt
You got Eric and then Kermit and I can't forget Bert
You got Tony, Big Todd and yo that ain't it
On the other end of Dayton is my main man Nick
You got some shorties drinkin forties
I'm a give em some fame
Part II of introductory the shorty first name
You got Johnny, Little Bone, Ronnie Johns and Ty
Wee Wee and freaky munchy if you want to get fly
My brother Eric, Baby O, Tyrese and Raysho too
Little Rob big Chris just to name a few
So beware of when we creep or you will suffer the wrath
Of the ruthless executioners the men from the Ave.
It's Dayton Ave!
(dope dope dope dope dope Dayton Ave)
Nobody **s with me especially on Dayton avenue
(dope diggety dope diggety Dayton Ave)
Don't you ** with D-A-Y-T-O-N A-V-E. (3 TIMES)
(dope dope dope dope dope Dayton Ave)
Nobody **s with me especially on Dayton avenue
(dope diggety dope diggety Dayton Ave)
Don't you ** with D-A-Y-T-O-N A-V-E. (3 TIMES)

Ron Damon (Los Mox!)

Rindo tributo a nuestro patron
fue boxeador, pero nunca pegó
el no era bueno para pagar las cuentas
siempre debía catorce meses de renta

Yo admiro a Don Ramon
flaco tatuado el más chingon

La bruja de mierda siempre te acosó
doña Florinda siempre te humilló
Jirafales en meno te miró
y el hocicón de Kiko siempre te acusó

Yo admiro a Don Ramon
flaco tatuado el más mejol
Es mi maestro don Ramon
por tí me tomo este Ron

El rascabuche, petereti, Ron Damon
siempre será mi fuente de inspiración
te grito para que me escuches donde estés
hoy te saludo gran Ramon Valdés.

¡Tóma!, ¡tóma!, ¡tóma!, ¡tóma!


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