This stuff is from a band called Aisle Nine, and has been donated by Jamie McCallum, I don't know what album it comes from.
WALKING HOME ------------ Cigarettes are cool, but only for a while And smoking in suburbia sure helps make me smile Videos and VJ's on MTV are pretty cool, But they're not for me. Walking home all alone. I wish that I could play guitar all day And I wish I had something to say. Suburbia's pretty cool but I'm almost out of school So hip hip hip hooray. Walking home. I wish I could thank mom and dad For all the good times we've had. So whenever I'm wrong I'll listen to this song That I wrote one day walking home. SUNRISE ON SUBURBIA ------------------- Searching for paradise in the Westgate mall. Nothing but empty space and those bare blank walls. My place in the spotlight has already been filled. All of my friends are gone there's no one left to kill. So how come i can never seem to find my way? Thru well lit paths and countless laughs That are caught up in the fray. Expresionless and a masochist so all alone. But better than a pessimist never without a home. A sycophantic smile and ten dreams about your death. A nd then it dawns on me and I'm out of breath. Sometimes what i'm thinking sends a chill down my spine. I makes my stomach ache and boggles my mind. THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE ------------------------- I don't think that anyone will ever seem half as happy as we could be. But my mom says that we're fucked up But i say we're not growing up. And people say that there are days When nothing seems to go your way And you'll see the world thru jaded eyes And there's no room for compromise. I spent the best years of my life wasting time with you. Smoking cigarettes and reading comic books sick in bed with the flu. Well the world's quite different When you're all alone And you feel like shit and you're far from home. No one cares what you say or do So you spend ten hours on the telephone. But in ten years down the road When i'm bored and growing old, I'll be back to see what's up and you'll say, "Man we're never growing up." RAVER GIRL ---------- She's got the signature Adidas stripes on her clothes And 87 safety pins stuck thru her nose. She's got glitter on her face And she's such a disgrace Ao her boyfriend and the human race. She's a raver girl. Her middle name is ecstacy Her drug of cjoice is LSD. Her pants are too big And shirt's to small But who gives a fuck When you live at the mall. She's a raver girl. She dances to techno all night long. She's had ten different fixes And she's still goin strong. I wish i could help her And give her this advice: Stop piercing your body and get a fucking life. SUCKER ------ I met a girl who was vegetarian And a girl who was unitarian. And i met a girl who was there Just there just leading me on. I met a girl who was libretarian, The kind of girl that ain't worth marrying, And i met a girl at whom i couldn't stop staring But i never met a girl like you. I met a girl who was hooked on heroin. She overdosed and now she's really thin. I met a girl while reading Joe's zine But she was the coolest chick I'd ever seen. And i even met a girl at a drive thru window But i never met a girl like you. I met a girl with big green eyes. She handed me my burger and fries. And right just there i told her that she was the one. But she dumped me for my brother. I guess I'll have to find another But girl you know there's no other Cause i never met a girl like you