Nasce a Milano la cantante dei LACUNA COIL Cristina Scabbia.

Nasce a Milano la cantante dei LACUNA COIL Cristina Scabbia.
di Pritchard, Armstrong, Wright
GREEN DAY
I sit around and watch the tube
But nothing’s on
I change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I’m sick of all the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors and I’m fuckin’ lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I’m so damn bored, I’m going blind
And I smell like shit
Peel me off this Velcro seat
And get me moving
I sure as hell can’t do it by myself
I’m feeling like a dog in heat
Barred indoors from the summer street
I locked the door to my own cell and I lost the key
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I’m so damn bored, I’m going blind
And I smell like shit
I got no motivation
Where is my motivation?
No time for no motivation
Smoking my inspiration
I sit around and watch the phone
But no one’s calling
Call me pathetic, call me what you will
My mother says to get a job
But she don’t like the one she’s got
When masturbation’s lost its fun, you’re fuckin’ …
di Vincent, Graves, Davis
GENE VINCENT AND HIS BLUE CAPS
Well be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-Lula I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-Lula I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby doll
My baby doll, my baby doll
Well she’s the girl in the red blue jeans
She’s the queen of all the teens
She’s the one that I know
She’s the woman that loves me so
Say be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby
Be-bop-a-Lula I don’t mean maybe
Be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby doll
My baby doll, my baby doll
Let’s rock!
Well now she’s the one that’s got that beat
She’s the woman with the flyin’ feet
She’s the one that walks around the store
She’s the one that gets more more more
Be-bop-a-Lula she’s my baby…
Nasce a State Island, New York, il chitarrista Reeves Gabrels che ha suonato con i CURE e con David Bowie.…
di Nicholls
THE VINES
Once there was a young man
No one could understand
Wastin’ time every day
He got nothin’ to say
All he ever playin’ is
That rock n’ roll music
Rock n’ roll music yeah
All he ever wanted was a reason to do it
Reason to do it yeah
Well he know every line (He’s a rocker)
For the rhythm n’ rhyme (He’s a rocker)
Move his head to the beat (He’s a rocker)
As he walk down the street (He’s a rocker)
All he ever playin’ is
That rock n’ roll music
Rock n’ roll music yeah
All he ever wanted was a reason to do it
Reason to do it yeah
C’mon let’s trip again
Just like how we used to
I wanna trip again
We ain’t got nothin’ to lose…
Nasce a Rio de Janeiro il batterista dei THE STROKES Fabrizio Moretti.