Run Johnny Run Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES!

Gal Friend Roger Miret & The Disasters

> You're the greatest gal this boys ever had Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you A fool would I be to lose you A quarter to four and I haven't

Smash It Up Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Gonna smash bottles all over the street Gonna cause a threat on society! Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up Gonna run wild gonna smash it up!

Look At Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

> I'm on the verge of going insane, tired of fighting Seems to me I'm always in the blame Broken dreams and old battle scars, still haven't changed I fight the law you turn away, are you listening to

Shot Stabbed And Fooled Roger Miret & The Disasters

You say you want a revolution Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets You talk the talk--Oi! C'mon and walk the walk!

The Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

> We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey! Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets Working class pride and loyalty Injustice!

Give 'em The Boot Roger Miret & The Disasters

Chaos on the streets What a price to pay for glory Loud, proud, and punk Just another East Side Story 1 to start the fight 3 to do it right Bottle to the head Boot between the eyes The story of my life

Punch The Clock Roger Miret & The Disasters

Here's the joke the last laugh's on me 9 seconds remaining, tick-tock, tick-tock 987654321... fuck you! Getting tired of punching the clock What's the point for what career?

New York Belongs To Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line and sign your name And they said that our city's going bust But no-one's fooling us again ChorusNew York belongs to me A city's pride the dirty

Radio, Radio Roger Miret & The Disasters

> What's that playing on the radio?

1984 Roger Miret & The Disasters

In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore! In the day we sweat it out For the love of the Lower East side With our gangs Street fights! 1984!

Lower East Side Roger Miret & The Disasters

Fucking weakened to the media's blow Is this the truce we said we'd die for?

Loud and Proud Roger Miret & The Disasters

Breaking glass in the burning nights No, it's not an illusion Figure it out, man! Can you shout! Viva la revolution!

Kill For Cash Roger Miret & The Disasters

Terrorist kill in the name of God Is this the same God we learn to trust? Who shall we blame for all the hate today? Is it the church or this fuckin' state? Terror warning red! Kill for cash!

Kiss Kiss Kill Kill Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty?

Janie Hawk Roger Miret & The Disasters

There she goes walking down the streets, Janie never hurt nobody She's a punk rocker from Queens, a sex pistol, a real tease Janie jumped the R into the city, to meet the gals on Avenue B She walked in

Riot, Riot, Riot Roger Miret & The Disasters

C'mon let's go (x3) Just today like any other day Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say? Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say Who's to accuse for all this fucking mess?

Just Us Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Spring of '81 - Summer '82 Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you? Fall of '83 - Winter '84 Infiltrated us, tried to take it all Where were you when I had no bed?

Boys Will Be Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

Shove your fuckin dove Evil is the bastard that's gonna spit in your face Boots and braces we're out again Drank a bit much don't give a damn Boys! Boys will be boys They will be boys... Oi! Oi!

New York City Roger Miret & The Disasters

remember her dark alleyways Where we learned how to fight And we learned to be brave We played handball all day and kissed girls at night Fought off rival gangs How we were so alive I grew older and watched the

It's Alright Roger Miret & The Disasters

Street punk from Brooklyn buys himself a box of matches Straps the 'ol chain, dirty trousers, ripped t-shirt and leather jacket Billy's on his way, say's he's gonna burn the state Gonna burn 'em down -

Street Rock N Roll Roger Miret & The Disasters

Prison bound goin' staight to hell Another fight jailed another night Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me Fast times, fast girls, fast cars Moving on always on the gateway Lights on?

Hooligans Roger Miret & The Disasters

county jail I remember throwing punches, smashing bottles, breaking chairs Post bond today, on my way home, hell there's gotta be a better way Stitches on my knuckles, blood on my face Pre-chorusTo tell the

I Don't Like You Roger Miret & The Disasters

Don't wanna be part of your order Wanna play in my street punk band Playing loud music Pissing off the latest fad I won't pretend to like you 'Cause I ain't no social fool I don't give a damn what you

Screw You Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Got up on a Sunday morning, after playing with my punk rock bandFeeling just a bit nauseous, must of drank way over my headNobody to answer toNo rules to compromiseGonna do what I wanna doNate...

Breakaway Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Don't wanna be with youDon't want, don't wanna know youYou can't believe it's trueIt's true I'm so over youI'm done giving to youThat's that, I'm so tired of your!Would you believe if I told y...

Turncoat Roger Miret & The Disasters

You fucking twoface...bite the hand that feeds you! You're nothing but a two face! Another leech of society Suck another dick! Kiss another ass!

Johnny Seven Witches

Take a gun and kill them all Watch the pain inside them when they fall Have no fear you are God Johnny controls the tornment for one and all I`m the one you dream of Dark hatred that they scream of The

Run Like Hell Roger Waters

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run You better make your face up In your favorite disguise With your button-down lips And your roller blind eyes With your empty

The Powers That Be Roger Waters

The powers that be They like a tough game No rules Some you win, some you lose Competition's good for you They're dying to be free They're the powers that be They like a bomb proof cadillac Air conditioned

Johnny Porter Ry Cooder

Johnny Porter was the oldest in his family And I remember he was almost twenty one Y'know I can't quite explain the situation But he broke into his father's truck and stole a gun Mother running down the

Miniature Disasters KT Tunstall

be hot and cold I got to be taught and told Got to be good as gold But perfectly honestly I think it would be good for me Coz it's a hindrance to my health I'm a stranger to myself Miniature disasters

Breathe Roger Waters

You are the angel of death And I am the dead man so He was buried like a mold in a foxhole And everyone's still on the run Breathe, breathe in the air Don't be afraid to care Leave, but don't leave me

Johnny Magic Neil Young

Johnny Magic has a way with metal Has a way with machines One day in a garage far away He met destiny In the form of a heavy metal Continental She was born to run on a Proud Highway Then the whole world

On the Run (Explicit Ver.) Roger Waters

tee, but there's nowhere to tee the ball up You're trying to pack, but the chaos is too great You can't remember where you parked the car The birds come over, but the gun falls apart The train is late

Hardin Wouldn't Run Johnny Cash

you know he can skin his gun He won't say how many tried and died Up against the top hand up against the wrong man cause Hardin' wouldn't run He rode in like a Texas wind took the eastbound train Goin

Run away Wasted Johnny`s

to love you but I hate you after you\'ve gone Oh mom can you hear me I had to try keeping silence after you\'ve gone Oh mom can you imagine I had to love you but I hate you after you\'ve gone The

Johnny Too Bad UB40

Walking down the road With a pistol in your waist Johnny you're too bad Walking down the road With a ratchet in your waist Johhny you're too bad Chorus You're just robbin' and stabbin' And

Time Roger Waters

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you

Lovers In The Wind Roger Hodgson

Time is always on the run We've only just begun, Lovers in the wind Life is all we have to share You know we must take care Lovers in the wind There was a time when it was hard to know Reaching

I Cry For You (Love Hope And Confusion) Roger Taylor

Love Can always See you through I hope you're fine I hope all's well Given time Hope springs eternal Who finds conclusions With love, hope and confusion I cry for you Life Has no fun anymore Time Is on the

Frankie's Man, Johnny Johnny Cash

(Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep Oh I thrill to her kisses and she thrills

I Cry For You Roger Taylor

you through I hope you're fine I hope all's well Given time Hope springs eternal Who finds conclusions With love, hope and confusion I cry for you Life Has no fun anymore Time Is on the

Dreams And Disasters Owl City

after And you say, you say you wanna feel alive forever after And I, and I, and I say Follow the light through the dreams and disasters Follow the light to the edge and the after We wont turn around

Johnny Too Bad Taj Mahal

Walking down the road with a pistol in your waist Johnny you're too bad Walking down the road with a ratchet in your waist Johnny you're too bad You're just robbin' now you're stabbin' Now you're lootin

God's Gonna Cut You Down (Album Ver.) Johnny Cash

You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight

THE PIRATE SONG George Harrison

ALL MY FRIENDS ARE PIRATES AND THEY SAIL THE B.B. SEA. I'VE GOT A JOLLY ROGER, IT'S A BLACK AND WHITE AND VAST. SO GET OUT OF YOUR SKULL AND CROSSBONES AND I'LL RUN IT UP YOUR MAST.

Till (Single Ver.) Roger Williams

Till the moon deserts the sky Till all the seas run dry Till then I'll worship you Till the tropic sun grows cold Till this young world grows old My darling, I'll adore you You are my reason to live All

Run Softly, Blue River Johnny Cash

(Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep) Run softly Blue River my darlin's asleep run softly Blue River run cool and deep Oh I thrill to her kisses and she thrills

Frankie & Johnny Brook Benton

Little Frankie went down to the barroom, she asked for a glass of beer She said, "Hey, bartender, has my Johnny been here?"