are you male or female?
Geeks do not have pedigrees or perfect punk-rock resumes
Or anorexic magazines, it smells like girl, it smells like girl
 describe your neighborhood
Take a look outside
those lively arts are on the slide
and culture's just a bore
when you're angry young and poor
 how do you look?
You turned up backstage at the palace
We thought you was wearing a mask
I felt so fucking embarrassed
When you looked at your reflection and asked, you asked
Are you still beautiful baby?
 if you could say something to the person you like/love, what would it be?
You're beggin' me to go, you're makin' me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you've had?
Believe me, believe me, I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love, and I'm chained to your side
 where do you wish you were right now?
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
Smiling, having fun
Feeling like a number one
 what would you say to your best friend?
Come with me, leave yesterday behind
And take a giant step outside your mind.
 any words of wisdom?
Don't dream it, be it.
 describe yourself:
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green
And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide
And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress
And his watch on any hand between his thighs
And I'm gonna lock my son up in a tower
Till I write my whole life story on the back of his big brown eyes
 what do you think of drugs and alcohol?
It's just a box of rain
I don't know who put it there
Believe it if you need it
or leave it if you dare
But it's just a box of rain
or a ribbon for your hair
Such a long long time to be gone
and a short time to be there
 if you could say one thing to your enemy, what would it be?
she wants me to go to the mall
SHE wants ME to put pretty pretty lipstick on
she wants me to be like her, she wants me to be like her
I want to kill HER, but im afraid it might kill ME
feminest, dyke, whore
pretty pretty ALIEN
 what do you usually do on friday nights?
And you read your Emily Dickinson
And I my Robert Frost
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm
Couplets out of rhyme
In syncopated time
And the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
Are the borders of our lives
Simon and Garfunkel
 are you for world peace?
Now I've been happy lately, thinking about the good things to come
And I believe it could be, something good has begun
Oh I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one
And I believe it could be, some day it's going to come
Cause out on the edge of darkness, there rides a peace train
Oh peace train take this country, come take me home again
 what do you think about school?
Don't you feel a change a coming
from another side of time
breaking down the walls of silence
lifting shadows from your mind
Placing back the missing mirrors
that before you couldn't find
filling mysteries of emptiness
that yesterday left behind
 how do you feel right now?
Hey, hey, mercy woman plays a song and no one listens,
I need help I'm falling again.
Play the drum a little louder,
Tell me I can live without her
If I only listen to the band.
Listen to the band!
Weren't they good, they made me happy.
I think I can make it alone.
 any closing words?
When she walks, the revolutions coming
In her hips, there's revolution
When she talks, I hear the revolution
In her kiss, I taste the revolution
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.