tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-136777222011-04-21T23:28:31.938-04:00lilzeee324http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657970942913028805noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13677722.post-1119136158224296552005-06-18T19:04:00.000-04:002005-06-18T19:09:18.233-04:00<strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">SCHOOL'S OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">BY ALICE COOPER (WHO'S REALLY A GUY!?)</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"></span></em></strong><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well we got no choice</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">All the girls and boys</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Makin all that noise</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">'Cause they found new toys</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well we can't salute yaCan't find a flag</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">If that don't suit ya</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">That's a drag</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out for summer</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out forever</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's been blown to pieces<br />No more pencils</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">No more books</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">No more teacher's dirty looks</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well we got no class</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">And we got no principles</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">And we got no innocence</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">We can't even think of a word that rhymes</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out for summer</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out forever</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's been blown to pieces</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">No more pencils</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">No more books</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">No more teacher's dirty looks</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Out for summer</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Out till fall</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">We might not go back at all</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out forever</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out for summer</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out with fever</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">School's out completely </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13677722-111913615822429655?l=bloglily.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lilzeee324http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657970942913028805noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13677722.post-1119135579913783592005-06-18T18:49:00.000-04:002005-06-18T18:59:39.920-04:00<strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;">chariot, by gavin degraw (best singer ever!!!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Staring at a maple leaf</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Leaning on the mother tree</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">I said to myself we all lost touch</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Your favorite fruit is chocolate covered cherries</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">And seedless watermelon</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"> ohhhh</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Nothing from the ground is good enough</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Body rised</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">It puts over me</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Chorus:</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Oh chariot</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"> your golden waves</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">are walking down upon this face</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Oh chariot </span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">I'm singing out loud</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">To guide me</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Give me your…Strength<br />Remember seeking moons of birth</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Rings made mirrors of the earth</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">The sun was just yellow energy</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">It is a living promise land</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Even over fields of sand</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">City filled with burden</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Cover me</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">From bringing back</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">More than a memory</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Chorus</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">You'll be my vacation away from this place</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">You know what I want</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Holding that cup,</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">It's pouring over the sides</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Makes me wanna spread my arms and fly</span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ff99;">Chorus </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13677722-111913557991378359?l=bloglily.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lilzeee324http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657970942913028805noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13677722.post-1118789621159278562005-06-14T18:52:00.000-04:002005-06-14T18:53:41.163-04:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">hi, y'all. have a good summer!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13677722-111878962115927856?l=bloglily.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lilzeee324http://www.blogger.com/profile/14657970942913028805noreply@blogger.com0