| Lyric | Song | Artist |
|---|
| Clearly I remember picking on the boy; seemed a harmless little f*** | |
| So take the photographs and still frames in your mind | |
| You know gray is my favorite color; I felt so symbolic yesterday; if I knew Picasso, I would buy myself a gray guitar and play | |
| Overcast days never turned me on | |
| I don't really know her; I only know her name | |
| Yellow tigers, crouched in jungles, in her dark eyes; She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings | |
| Just once in his life, a man has his time; and my time is now | |
| This morning I woke alone, found a note standing by the phone saying 'baby, maybe I'll be back someday' | |
| Living without you; living alone; this empty house seems so cold | |
| Suckin' on a chili dog, outside the Tastee Freez | |
| | Lyric | Song | Artist |
|---|
| They're beating plowshares into swords for this tired old man that we elected king | |
| Like Kurosawa, I make mad films; 'K I don't make films, but if I did they'd have a samurai | |
| Tommy's got his six string in hock | |
| For 40 days and 40 nights, law was on her side | |
| My charade is the event of the season | |
| Lookin' on; she sings the songs; the words she knows, the tune she hums | |
| She swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to; and she only sleeps when it's raining | |
| I've seen you on the beach, I've seen you on TV; two of a billion stars, it means so much to me | |
| You look in her eyes, the music begins to play; hopeless romantics, here we go again | |
| Hook me up a new revolution, cause this one is a lie | |
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'The' Bands 
Musician by Picture 
Figure Out the Disney Lyrics II
