| That's me in the spot light, losing my religion. |
REM, |
Losing My Religion |
| The information nation took their clues from all the sound bite gluttons. |
REM, |
Ignoreland |
| We all invent ourselves, what can I make myself be? |
REM, |
Crush With Eyeliner |
| What position should I wear, cop an attitude? How can I convince her, that I'm invented too. |
REM, |
Crush With Eyeliner |
| Ugly girls know their fate, anybody can get laid. |
REM, |
Tongue |
| I don't want to be Iggy Pop, but if that's what it takes. |
REM, |
I Took Your Name |
| Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby. Allie, Allie, Allie, Allie, Allie, Allie, Allie in come free. |
REM, |
Drive |
| Practice makes perfect, and perfect is a fault, and fault lines change. |
REM, |
I Believe |
| A tournament, tournament, tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives, and I decline. |
REM, |
It's The End Of The World As We Know It |
| I am world leader pretend. This is my life and this is my time, I have been given the freedom to do as I see fit. |
REM, |
World Leader Pretend |
| Let's put our heads together and start a new country. |
REM, |
Cuyahoga |
| We have found a way to talk around the problem. |
REM, |
Fall On Me |
| Moses went walking with a staff of wood, Newton got beamed by the apple good, Egypt was troubled by the horrible asps, Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. |
REM, |
Man On The Moon |
| I feel better having screamed, don't you? |
REM, |
Ignoreland |
| When I lose, I'll climb a tree and drop a load on your head. |
REM, |
Circus Envy |
| Dreams they complicate my life. Dreams they complement my life. |
REM, |
Get Up |
| If your confused check with the sun, carry a compass to help you along. |
REM, |
Stand |
| Live your life filled with joy and wonder. |
REM, |
Sweetness Follows |
| You want to cross your dna with something reptile, and your questioning the sciences, and your questioning religion. You're looking like an idiot, and you no longer care. |
REM, |
Hope |
| Broadcast me a joyful noise into the times, Lord. |
REM, |
Bad Day |
| I'm straight, I'm queer, I'm bi. |
REM, |
King Of Comedy |
| Here take this nickel, make a dime. |
REM, |
Auctioneer |
| You'll wind up in some factory that's full time filth and nowhere left to go. |
REM, |
Don't Go Back To Rockville |
| The shits so thick, you could stir it with a stick. |
REM, |
Bad Day |
| That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an airplane, Lenny Bruce is not afraid. |
REM, |
It's The End Of The World As We Know It |