| 3436 |
Mirrors are the basis of beauty, give rise to self love or self pity. |
Blue Oyster Cult, |
Mirrors |
| 3437 |
My face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved. My flag is forever waved, by the grateful people I have saved. |
Don McLean, |
Everybody Loves Me Baby |
| 3438 |
My name is Jones, but all the girls call me God when I'm humpin'. I should get a medal for broad jumpin'. |
Alkaholiks, |
Can't Tell Me Shit |
| 3439 |
My name is known all over the world by all the foxy ladies. |
Sugar Hill Gang, |
Rapper's Delight |
| 3440 |
My style is different from yours, make young bitch want to drop their drawers. |
Ol Dirty Bastard, |
Going Down |
| 3441 |
New car, caviar, four star day dream, think I'll buy me a football team. |
Pink Floyd, |
Money |
| 3442 |
No time for losers, cause we are the champions of the world. |
Queen, |
We Are The Champions |
| 3443 |
Not everyone can carry the weight of the world. |
REM, |
Talk About The Passion |
| 3444 |
Now you were saying that you want to be free, you'll come running back, you'll come running back, you'll come running back to me. |
The Rolling Stones, |
Time Is On My Side |
| 3445 |
Oh lord, it's hard to be humble when your perfect in every way. I can't wait to look in the mirror, cause I get better looking each day. |
Mac Davis, |
It's Hard To Be Humble |
| 3446 |
On the day I was born, the nurses gathered around, to gaze in wide wonder at the joy they had found. |
George Thorogood, |
Bad To The Bone |
| 3447 |
Once you take away my right to speak, everybody in the world's up shit creek. |
Ice-T, |
Freedom Of Speech |
| 3448 |
Only moron and genius would fight a losing battle against the super ego. |
NOFX, |
The Decline |
| 3449 |
Pissing in a river, watching it rise. |
Patti Smith, |
Pissing In A River |
| 3450 |
Pulled out a pair of pliers and pulled the bullet from my chest. |
Beastie Boys, |
High Plains Drifter |
| 3451 |
She knows she's built and knows how to please, sure to knock a strong man to his knees. |
Commodores, |
Brick House |
| 3452 |
She smiles at her reflection in a spoon. |
Edie Brickell, |
She |
| 3453 |
She's lost inside herself, so pretty in her mirror. But I can see her ugliness, and it's becoming clearer. |
Tura Satana, |
Relapse |
| 3454 |
She's under my thumb, yeah, it feels good. |
The Rolling Stones, |
Under My Thumb |
| 3455 |
Shoot ego all over the sheets. |
Prince, |
Scarlet Pussy |