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Cake - Comfort Eagle

We are building a religion
We are building it bigger
We are widening the corridors
And adding more lanes
We are building a religion
A limited edition
We are now accepting callers
For the pendant key chains

To resist it is useless
It is useless to resist it
His cigarette is burning
But he never seems to ash

He is grooming his poodle
He is living comfort eagle
You can meet at his location
But you better come with cash

Now his hat is on backwards
He can show you his tatoos
He is in the music buisiness
He is calling you "Dude"

Now today is tomorrow
And tomorrow today
And yesterday is
Weaving in and out

And the bliping white lines
That the airplane leaves behind
Are drifting right in front
Of the waining of the moon

He is handling the money
He's serving the food
He knows about your party
He is calling you "Dude"

Now do you believe
In the one big sign
The doublewide shine
On the bootheels of your prime

Doesn't matter if you're skinny
Doesn't matter if you're fat
You can dress up like a solten
In your onion head hat

We are building a religion
We are making a brand

We're the only ones to turn to
When your castles turn to sand

Take a bite of this apple
Mr. Corporate invents
Take a walk through the jungle
Of cardboard shanties and tents

Some people drink Pepsi
Some people drink Coke
The wacky morning DJ
Says democracy's a joke

He says now do you believe
In the one big song
He's now accepting callers
Who would like to sing along

She says, do you believe
In the one true edge
By fastening your safety belts
And stepping towards the ledge

He is handling the money
He is serving the food
He is now accepting callers
He is calling me "Dude"

Now do you believe
In the one big sign?
The doublewide shine
On the bootheels of your prime

There's no need
To ask directions
If you ever lose your mind
We're behind you
We're behind you
And let us please remind you
We can send a car to find you
If you ever lose your way

We are building a religion
We are building it bigger
We are building
A religion
A limited
Edition

We are now accepting callers
For these beautiful
Pendant keychains

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Green Day : Brain Stew

´m having
trouble trying to sleep
I´m counting sheep but running out
As time sticks by
and still i try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they are going to bleed
Dried up and bulg-

ing out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go

My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
my sense dulled
Passes th-

e point of delirium

On my own... here we go

My eyes feel like they are going to bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
fucked up and spun out in my room

On my own... here we go....

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