JAMIE MCDELL lyrics - Ask Me Anything

Dumb

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I'm heading down this road, I might not know which way to go That's OK, I'm just young & dumb! I wear my shoes a little bigger, I fall for all your dirty tricks It's fine, I'm just young & dumb! Missy, come and catch me if you can And wrap me 'round your hips and let's just dance Missed in shooting an arrow through my heart Come on, let's take this way too far I get away with anything I'll rob your heart with just a wink and run I'm just young & dumb! Running off this road, Crash right off the bridge We only got one life to live! Before we get too old, Take your memories, all that you'll have left to leave Da ta ta ta ta ta Da ta ta ta ta ta I'm putting on this show Forgetting what I should have known I beat my drums, 'cause I'm young & dumb! I'm shooting cannonball, exploding everywhere I fall You better run, 'cause I'm young & dumb! Missy, come and catch me if you can And wrap me 'round your hips and let's just dance Missed in shooting an arrow through my heart Come on, let's take this way too far I'm standing with the gun I'm counting down four, three, two, one Tick-tock it's time, I'm just young & dumb! Running off this road, Crash right off the bridge We only got one life to live! Before we get too old, Take your memories, all that you'll have left to leave Running off this road, Don't you rescue me, I know your water's testing me Cross my way back home, But it's all fun to me, 'cause walls are my worst enemy! Da ta ta ta ta ta Da ta ta ta ta ta Da ta ta ta ta ta Da ta ta ta ta ta Now there's blisters on my feet, Giant whole inside my dreams, Also fun, I was young & dumb!

Young, Dumb And Ugly

WEIRD AL YANKOVIC "Alapalooza"
We're dangerous dudes, we got bad attitudes Most of our brain cells are gone We were born to be bad, you better not make us mad Or we just might toilet paper your lawn We got a reputation 'round these parts We only leave a ten percent tip Sometimes we don't return our shoping carts Stay out of our way and don't you give us no lip 'Cause we're young... dumb and ugly That's what we are We're so young... young, dumb and ugly We wear black leather in the hottest weather You can't imagine the smell We got three-day stubble, our names spell trouble T-R-U-B-E-L Reaisin' hell, bendin' the rules just a little We're livin' only for thrills We squeeze our tooothpaste tubes from the middle And wait until the last minute to pay our telephone bills 'Cause we're young... dumb and ugly You better believe it We're young... young, dumb and ugly I'll tell you again We're so young... young, dumb and ugly We're comin' to your town Yeah, we're young... young, dumb and ugly We're wild, reckless men, we're on a rampage again We drive with just one hand on the wheel Danger's in our soul, we're goin' out of control Swimmin' right after a big heavy meal We're there wherever trouble's starting We're rebels without a clue We drink milk right from the carton And keep our library books 'till they're way overdue 'Cause we're young... dumb and ugly That's what we are We're so young... young, dumb and ugly You can't stop us We're young... we're so young, dumb and ugly Young, dumb & ugly We're young... we're young, dumb and ugly So ugly Young... dumb... & ugly

Young Dumb And Full Of It

ADAM ANT "Manners & Physique"
Have a lucky charm and a usual crew And a wild guitar 'cos it's good for you Get a pair of legs about three feet long And a Dangerous Jane to lay kisses on But be young dumb and full of it Young dumb and full of it full of it Keep your friends real close And keep your enemies closer And be a real Hoss Carwright on the Ponderosa Get a kingsize brain with the funk gone wrong And bite the hand that you feed upon But be young dumb and full of it Young dumb and full of it full of it Show the squares some class with some bravado And a whiff of the kicks that they'll never know Tell the party jerk if he shows again You're gonna work on his head with a six foot chain. But be young dumb and full of it Shake up New York shakedown gypsy The trouble with Mary and the truth about Frank They wanted the money but they wouldn't rob banks They wouldn't just get down yelling for the hell of it Should have been young dumb and full of it full of it

Snowbird

ELVIS PRESLEY
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green The snowbird sings a song he always sings And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring When I was young my heart was young then too Anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do But now I feel such emptiness within For the thing that I want most in life Is the thing I can't win Spread your tiny wings and fly away And take the snow back with you Where it came from on that day The one I love forever is untrue And if I could you know that I would fly away with you The breeze along the river seems to say That she'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay So little snowbird take me with you when you go To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow

Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die

JETHRO TULL "Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die!"
The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- the transport caf' prophet of doom. Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his post-war-babe gloom. Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die. He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville. Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs and prays that he always will. But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys all of his mates are doing time: married with three kids up by the ring road sold their souls straight down the line. And some of them own little sports cars and meet at the tennis club do's. For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday. They've thrown away their blue suede shoes. Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die. So the old Rocker gets out his bike to make a ton before he takes his leave. Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner just like it used to be. And as he flies --- tears in his eyes --- his wind-whipped words echo the final take and he hits the trunk road doing around 120 with no room left to brake. And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die. No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.

Rocks On The Road

JETHRO TULL "Catfish Rising"
There's a black cat down on the quayside. Ship's lights, green eyes glowing in the dark. Two young cops handing out a beating: know how to hurt and leave no mark. Down in the half-lit bar of the hotel there's a call for the last round of the day. Push back the stool, take that elevator ride. Fall in bed and kick my shoes away. Rocks on the road. Can't sleep through the wild sound of the city. Hear a car full of young boys heading for a fight. Long distance telephone keeps ringing out engaged: wonder who you're talking with tonight. Who you talking with tonight Rocks on the road. Tired plumbing wakes me in the morning. Shower runs hot, runs cold playing with me. Well, I'm up for the down side, life's a bitch and all that stuff: so come and shake some apples from my tree. Have to pay for my minibar madness. Itemised phone bill overload. Well now, how about some heavy rolling Move these rocks on the road. Crumbs on the breakfast table. And a million other little things to spoil my day. Now how about a little light music to chase it all away To chase it all away.

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