| 2035 |
Life just keeps getting weirder for us every day. |
Everclear, |
Learning How To Smile |
| 2036 |
Live in decline, be the victim of our own design. |
NOFX, |
The Decline |
| 2037 |
Living on credit and over drawn interest, craving commercialized commodities, everything's advertised stirring up greed. |
The Kinks, |
Somebody Stole My Car |
| 2038 |
Look at all our old men in pubs. Look at all our young people on drugs. |
Sinead O'Connor, |
Famine |
| 2039 |
Look at Earth from a plane, you'll see the Earth cut up and in pain. |
Filter, |
Cancer |
| 2040 |
Look at mother nature on the run in the 1970's. |
Neil Young, |
After The Gold Rush |
| 2041 |
Look at the faces, listen to the bells, it's hard to believe we need a place called hell. |
INXS, |
Devil Inside |
| 2042 |
Looking for direction, reaching out for anything. Dream another dream, this dream is over. |
Van Halen, |
The Dream Is Over |
| 2043 |
Losers winning big on the lottery, rehab rejects still sniffing glue. |
Green Day, |
Walking Contradiction |
| 2044 |
Lost in an angry land, he's a little man. |
The Crystals, |
Uptown |
| 2045 |
Lost my ideals in that tunnel of time. |
Jim Croce, |
Age |
| 2046 |
Love and pain become one in the same in the eyes of a wounded child. |
Pat Benatar, |
Hell Is For Children |
| 2047 |
Low budget sure keeps me on my toes, I count every penny and watch where it goes. |
The Kinks, |
Low Budget |
| 2048 |
Mad killers reproducing like caterpillars. |
Public Enemy, |
Last Mass Of Caballero |
| 2049 |
Making excuses for eating your young. |
The Deep, |
Further Seems Forever |
| 2050 |
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes. Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for food. |
Bob Dylan, |
Tombstone Blues |
| 2051 |
Maybe someday I'll be just like you, and step on people like you do. |
Linkin Park, |
A Place For My Head |
| 2052 |
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. |
The Who, |
Won't Get Fooled Again |
| 2053 |
Might be a quarter life crisis, just disturbin' in my soul. |
John Mayer, |
Why Georgia |
| 2054 |
Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits, raised on a diet of broken biscuits. |
Pulp, |
Mis-shapes |