Bad Day by Daniel Powter

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion’s gone away
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You’re faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life’s been way off line
You’re falling to pieces everytime
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

Cause you had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don’t lie
You’re coming back down and you really don’t mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don’t need no carryin’ on

You had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don’t lie
You’re coming back down and you really don’t mind
You had a bad day

(Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I’m not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don’t know
You tell me don’t lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You’ve seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day

These Boots Are Made For Walkin’ by Nancy Sinatra

You keep saying you've got something for me.
something you call love, but confess.
You've been a messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin'
and now someone else is gettin' all your best.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin'
and you keep losin' when you oughta not bet.
You keep samin' when you oughta be a changin'.
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

You keep playin' where you shouldn't be a playin
and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha!
I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he knows you ain't HAD time to learn.

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.

Are you ready boots? Start walkin'!

Loneliness by Annie Lennox

Loneliness
Is a place that I know well
It’s the distance between us
And the space inside ourselves
And emptiness….
Is the chattering in your head
It’s the call of the living
And the race from life to death
Woa and I know
Yes and I know
What you feel…

And I’ve got a longin’
That’s hard to find
Won’t give me no peace of mind
Something that I’ve lived with all along
Days and weeks and months and years
Filling in the time my dear
Tryin’ to find the place where I belong

Hopelessness
is the darkness in your heart
It’s the sound of one hand clapping
While it’s pulling you apart
Woa and I know
Yes and I know
What you feel

And 
I’ve got a longin’
That’s hard to find
Won’t give me no peace of mind
Something that I’ve lived with all along
Days and weeks and months and years
Filling in the time my dear
Tryin’ to find the place where I belong

And 
I got a hunger that’s 
Hard to fill
Driving me on overkill
Tellin’ me that everything’s gone wrong
Got me a need
That I can’t break
More than I can hardly take
Somehow I still keep on going strong

When I call your name
I’m gonna scream out loud
I’ll say…
“here I am standing in the crowd”
You’ll say “come to me”
With your open mind
you never know
What you still might find”
But you keep me here
Like a cancelled flight
An empty train
Running through the night
An orphan child
A broken shoe
and I’m still down here
Looki’ out for you
Are you there for me?
‘Cause I’m here for you

Frustration by Crease

I've got no expectations 
I complicate the complications 
I've got no objection to whatever's going on 

Filled with anticipation 
I decorate with decoration 
Try hard to be the focus of it all 

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 
Life is the slowest form of suicide 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 

I truly miss the sensation 
I stimulate the stimulation 
Hard not to miss the way you rub me wrong 

When is my expiration? 
I fascinate my fascination 
I can't believe I'm hanging on this long 

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 
Life is the slowest form of suicide 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 
Life is the slowest form of suicide 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)

Now I deny all allegations 
I instigate the altercations 
I'm always right or wrong, most never wrong 

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 
Life is the slowest form of suicide 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration) 
Life is the slowest form of suicide 
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)

Bad Day by R.E.M

A Public service announcement followed me home the other day 
I paid it nevermind. Go away. 
Shits so thick you could stir it with a stick- free Teflon whitewashed presidency 
We’re sick of being jerked around 
Wear that on your sleeve 

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, 
Count your blessings. 
We’re sick of being jerked around 
We all fall down. 

Have you ever seen the televised St. vitus subcommittee prize 
Investigation dance? Those-ants-in- pants glances. 
Well, look behind the eyes 
It’s a hallowed, hollow anesthesized 
“save my own ass, screw these guys” 
smoke and mirror lock down 

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, 
Count your blessings. 
the papers wouldn’t lie! 
I sigh. Not one more 

Its been a bad day. 
Please dont take a picture 
Its been a bad day. 
Please 

We’re dug in the deep the price is steep. 
The auctioneer is such a creep. 
The lights went out, the oil ran dry 
We blamed it on the other guy 
Sure, all men are created equal. 
Heres the church, heres the steeple 
Please stay tuned–we cut to sequel 
ashes, ashes, we all fall down. 

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, Count your blessings. 
Ebrace the lowest fear/Ignore the lower fears 
Ugh, this means war. 

Its been a bad day. 
Br. 

Broadcast me a joyful noise unto the times, lord, 
Count your blessings. 
We’re sick of being jerked around 
We all fall down. 

Its been a bad day… 
Pleaase…

Dream A Little Dream of Me

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper “i love you”
Birds singin’ in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
I’m longin’ to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

(instrumental break)

Stars shining up above you
Night breezes seem to whisper “i love you”
Birds singin’ in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

Yes, dream a little dream of me

Dress by PJ Harvey

Put on that dress
I’m going out dancing
Starting off red
Clean and sparkling he’ll see me
Music playing make it dreamy for dancing
Must be a way that i can dress to please him
It’s hard to walk in the dress, it’s not easy
I’m spilling over like a heavy loaded fruit tree

If you put it on 
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

It’s sad to see
Lonely all this lonely
Close up my eyes
Dreamy dreamy music make it be alright
Music play make it good for romacing
Must be a way I can dress to please him
Swing and sway everything’ll alright
But it’s feeling so damn tight tonight

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

“You purdy thang,”
My man says, “But I bought you beautiful dresses.”

“You purdy thang,”
My man says, “But I bought you beautiful dresses.”

Filthy tight, the dress is filthy
I’m falling flat and my arms are empty
Clear the way better get it out of this room
A falling woman in dancing costume

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

Smart Woman (In A Real Short Skirt) by Jimmy Buffet & Short Skirt/ Long Jacket by Cake

Smart Woman (In A Real Short Skirt) by Jimmy Buffet

Bimbo limbo is where I’ve been
I know you know that it’s wearing me thin
The times are changin’ and it’s about time
I’m rearranging all the guilt in my mind

I’m looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that’ll take me home
Take me home

I’m not your macho kind of guy
But I can be so when I’m feeling shy
Hey baby where’d you get your good looks
Ooh babe I want to carry your books

I’m looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman show knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that’ll take me home
Take me home

Beauty and brains (beauty and brains)
Best of both worlds (best of both worlds)
Think I can change
If you’ll be my be my be my girl

I’m looking for a smart woman
in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that’ll take me home
Take me home

“Short Skirt / Long Jacket”

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what’s best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

I want a girl with the right allocations
Who’s fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She’s playing with her jewelry
She’s putting up her hair
She’s touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnng jacket……

I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass

She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She’s touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnng…. lonnng jacket

I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
At Citibank we will meet accidentally
We’ll start to talk when she borrows my pen

She wants a car with a cupholder arm rest
She wants a car that will get her there
She’s changing her name from Kitty to Karen
She’s trading her MG for a white Chrysler La Baron

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnggggggggg jacket

Shopping by The Bare Naked Ladies

Well you know that it’s going to be alright
I think it’s gonna be alright
Everything will always be alright
When we go shopping

Well you know that it’s going to be alright
When we go shopping
It’s always lalalalala…
Shopping spree begin
It’s always lalalalala…
Everybody wins

So shutup
And never stop
Let’s shop
Until we drop

[CHORUS]

It’s always lalalalala… 
Shopping never end
It’s always lalalalala…
Shopping with our friends
Shopping once again

It’s always lalalalala… [x4]

It’s never enough
Until you’ve got all the stuff
When the going gets rough
Just shop with somebody tough

[CHORUS (x2)]

It’s always…
When we go shopping [x3]

It’s always lalalalala… [repeat to fade]

Manic Monday by The Bangles

Six o’clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin’ Valentino
By a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can’t be late
‘Cause then I guess I just won’t get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made

It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were a Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday

Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time
‘Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on the train
But the boss is already there

All of the nights
Why did my lover have to pick last night
To get down
Doesn’t it matter
That I have to feed the both of us
Employment’s down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C’mon honey, let’s go make some noise
Time it goes so fast
When you’re having fun