She looks like a horse but she’s on the catwalk
Got nothing to say, she can barely talk
Not much else to do with her time
Gucci will do just fine

Money spent, wh

girls_go_guitar_shopping

He looks right through me like I’m not there
He’s helping the guy with heavy metal hair
Don’t ignore me, it's not nice
I don’t need any of your playing advice

i’m_not_listening


lost_in_a_field

Jet black night, parties are going strong
Wandering now, where do I belong?
Smell of hotdogs burn on the stand
Sun goes down over the music land

CHORUS:
Lost

rock_n’_roll_boy


hello_holly

Hello Holly, nice to read you
Claws are out, bitchin's what you do
Would you say it to our faces
Come on girly, don't save graces

VERSE 2

Hello Holly,

punk_pin_up

She's never even heard of the MC5
Probably thinks Sid's still alive,
Not her fault she's having a blast,
Its the men in the suits who own her ass, own her ass

Punk

mr._misery

He doesn¹t have to work at Tesco¹s checkout
Still finding things to complain about
People don¹t often get to live their dreams
He¹s fed up with his or so it seems

turned_out_nice_again

Your day will come it won’t be long
Everyone’s got it wrong
Where do you go from here
Where do you find the perfect career, career

It’s easy just to lie in b

don’t_wanna_be_your_waitress


take_a_walk_(in_the_sunshine)


teasing_lulu

You need to hear something new
The radios are playing shit
Just another manufactured hit
Some things have gotta give, gotta give

It's not a crime to play guitar