Hooray For Me... Lyrics

	作词 : Gurewitz
	Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
	In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of
	AmericaI imagine how his mother felt
	When she heard that her husband was dying
	And that underground heroes of the tarmac
	Shoot smack were blowing up worlds
	And damned out loud
	Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything that you don't have to?
	Well that's what
	I'm accustomed to, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And **** you
	When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
	My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying
	I don't exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
	We're all mad and tangled, in secret rooms, with
	Roman candles
	On an endless graveyard train
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything just 'cuz you want to?
	Well, that's just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And **** you
	Yeah, I was dreaming through the '
	How's life' yawning
	Car back at that night, she told me '
	Mad and meaningless as ever'
	And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
	For a million crying corpses in their tragedy, of respectable existence
	Tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' everythin's you ever wanted to?
	Well, that's just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	Oh, yeah,
	I'm not respectable, and never sensible
	May be incredible so damned irascible
	I like the things
	I do so 'Hooray for me'
	And **** you

	zuo ci : Gurewitz
	Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
	In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of
	AmericaI imagine how his mother felt
	When she heard that her husband was dying
	And that underground heroes of the tarmac
	Shoot smack were blowing up worlds
	And damned out loud
	Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything that you don' t have to?
	Well that' s what
	I' m accustomed to, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And you
	When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
	My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying
	I don' t exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
	We' re all mad and tangled, in secret rooms, with
	Roman candles
	On an endless graveyard train
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything just ' cuz you want to?
	Well, that' s just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And you
	Yeah, I was dreaming through the '
	How' s life' yawning
	Car back at that night, she told me '
	Mad and meaningless as ever'
	And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
	For a million crying corpses in their tragedy, of respectable existence
	Tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' everythin' s you ever wanted to?
	Well, that' s just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	Oh, yeah,
	I' m not respectable, and never sensible
	May be incredible so damned irascible
	I like the things
	I do so ' Hooray for me'
	And you

	zuò cí : Gurewitz
	Well I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
	In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of
	AmericaI imagine how his mother felt
	When she heard that her husband was dying
	And that underground heroes of the tarmac
	Shoot smack were blowing up worlds
	And damned out loud
	Hey can you tell me how does it feel?
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything that you don' t have to?
	Well that' s what
	I' m accustomed to, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And you
	When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
	My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying
	I don' t exactly want to apologize for anything, and now
	We' re all mad and tangled, in secret rooms, with
	Roman candles
	On an endless graveyard train
	Yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' anything just ' cuz you want to?
	Well, that' s just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	And you
	Yeah, I was dreaming through the '
	How' s life' yawning
	Car back at that night, she told me '
	Mad and meaningless as ever'
	And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
	For a million crying corpses in their tragedy, of respectable existence
	Tell me, can you imagine, for a second
	Doin' everythin' s you ever wanted to?
	Well, that' s just what
	I do, so '
	Hooray for me'
	Oh, yeah,
	I' m not respectable, and never sensible
	May be incredible so damned irascible
	I like the things
	I do so ' Hooray for me'
	And you

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