22nd Century Fashion Show

by Bomb Tasty Yum-Yums

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released May 1, 2009

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Track Name: Rock and Roll
What do you love?
Is it beside you or above?
Can you hold it in your hands?
Is it what you dream of?
I sold my soul for rock and roll.

I try to be good, but I'm bad, I'm always bad.
I try to be good, but there's this noise in my head
Telling me

I must turn this on, and
I must plug this in, and

I am not doing this because I want to (No no no)
I am not doing this for you
I'm not doing this for the money (Ha ha ha ha)
Everything I've ever done, I've done it for her.

The Devil Queen on a Death Machine.

I love rock and roll.
Track Name: Waitress
Wake up
Get dressed
Make your face
Make it your best
Do your hair
Do it right
Such a waste
It's going white.

All the girls go "Uh"

Chin up
Smile wide
Shiny teeth
Crazy eyes
High heels
Steel toes
This thing is sacred
This ritual.

All the girls go "Uh"

It must take a lot out of you to be so beautiful.
It must take a lot of money.
This world is so strange and wonderful!
This world is all yours, honey.

So no tears
Tonight
Waitress
Of my life
I'm waiting
I'll play nice
I am yours
You are mine.

All the girls go "Uh"
Track Name: The Show
She puts an apple in the refrigerator
She says, "See you later alligator."
On the day I meet my eliminator
I will flashback to this.

We will never go to bed and we will never get old.
We will always be pretty.
We will always be skinny.

We're gonna be rich and we're gonna be famous.
We're gonna be celebrities in a bullet-proof car.

So drive, Sugar, drive.
I wanna go somewhere I feel alive.
This isn't it. I gotta go.
Take me to a 22nd century fashion show.

It's just like an orgy
All Grimm and Gorey
Every one of them children
Every one of them villains

Wearing suits made of fire
Saints kissing liars
Wining vampires and dining the choir

So drive, Sugar, drive.
I wanna go somewhere I feel alive.
This isn't it. I gotta go.
Take me to a 22nd century fashion show.

I want to see the pretty girls
I want to see the show
I want to know what the world is like
I want to see the show
I want to kiss those pretty girls
I want to see the show
I want to touch the spotlight
I want to see the show
I have to, this is the night
I have to see the show
I have to, I don't feel right
I have to see the show
I have to, or I'll ruin my life
I have to see the show
I'll make it or I'll die, so drive.
I have to see the show.
Track Name: Changeling
I am testing my weaknesses.
I am going out. I am threadbare.
In the streets, I have blood in my mouth
But you take the lion's share.

There's nothing quite like power
When the clock strikes the hour
I can feel myself changing...

I am a rabid dog.
I am fire, I am fog.
I want to be somebody else.
I want to rip me from myself, so
I'm gonna be somebody else.

Change your life
Open your eyes
What are you doing here?!?
Track Name: Moth
Raindrops hit the window.
Where you go I follow.

In sunshine
In night time

Where do they go? Where do they go?
All those summer nights are shining in your eyes
All the city lights are gleaming
As we go by
As we go by
Where do they go when I follow
When I fall low
When I follow
You, just you, just you, just you.

The way you turn me on
It's scary
The way a moth
eats a strawberry

And when the light is on
And when the light is off

Where do they go? Where do they go?
All those butterflies that painted up the sky
All my dearest friends are leaving
As I go by
As I go by
Where do they go when I follow
When I fall low
When I follow
You, just you, just you, just you.

I am falling
I am falling
I am falling in love.

I am falling
I am falling
I am falling down, down, down.
Track Name: Sugar Sugar
I'll pick you up so I can take you home
In my convertible
Get off your cell phone
A pretty girl like you should never be alone.
Didn't your father ever tell you so?

Well where I come from, come by midnight
The shrieking eels and the wolves
Hunt under the moonlight
Looking for Little Red Riding Hood
Making meals of the girls who look really, really good

Sugar, Sugar

You got style, babe
You walk for miles, babe
In snapped stilettos through the ghetto
From your kung-fu fight with all the lonely boys
Those stupid, silly boys
Who think they stand a chance
To take a bite of you tonight

My good sir, surely you jest!
This isn't recess.
If you want to take me on you'd better be Don Juan
In long johns and a bullet-proof vest
Where are all the wild things?
If you want to party, sing
If you want to party, sing

Sugar, Sugar

Everywhere you go, everything you do
I'll be there with you
Every single night, I'll be there to fight
To fight them off of you.

My baby's crazy.
Track Name: All the Kids
It's not fair! All the kids get to rock and roll
All they do is eat candy all night
Grown-ups don't know what the hell they're doing.
I'm telling you, the kids know how to do it right.

Everything grown-ups want is green and boring
Cold and cruel like a car or a second ice age
Or to kill some other people
Like what's-his-face from that one place
While the kids are home, starving
Making minimum wage

Come on, wassup?
Is this really all there is after recess?
Come on, get up, I'm not living in a place like this.

Wash your hands
Lick your plate
Round here, if we have dinner
Then we have it very late
All your friends
Bleed the same
Put your Pumas on because this is gonna be
One vicious game

Called Heartbreak. Backstab. Faking it. Phone tag.
Reality TV. Making out. "Look at me."
Full Time CSR. L-O-O-S-S-E-R.
He said this. She said that. On your shoe,
Whose heart is that?

Not mine, no.
I ain't ever growing up.

It's not fair! All the kids get to rock and roll.
When the grown-ups try to do it
It's like a big, black hole.
Sucking the life out of the you, out of the me,
Out of the party
All the kids are taking over
All the kids they are an army

Come on, wassup?
Is this really all there is after recess?
Come on, get up, I'm not living in a place like this.

Now let's party.
Track Name: Summertime
Why can't it be summertime all the time?
Why can't it be lemon lime all the time, all the time

In the city all the hip hop coming from the rooftops
All the cool kids hanging outside of the record shops

Why can't it be summertime all the time?
Why can't it be lemon lime all the time, all the time

In the city all the pretty girls
Are off in their own little worlds
Driving down the boardwalk
Drinking their raspberry swirls

I'm tired of the snow crunching under my feet
I wanna drown in the ocean, wanna melt in the heat
She's gonna look like Audrey Hepburn
After all the plastic surgery
Then we're gonna move to California
And someday she's gonna marry me.

Why can't it be summertime all the time?
Why can't it be lemon lime all the time, all the time

In the city all the rich folks
Are putting on a fashion show
Blowing banana bubblegum
To the beat of the rock and roll

I'm tired of the snow crunching under my feet
I wanna drown in the ocean, wanna melt in the heat
She's gonna look like Audrey Hepburn
After all the plastic surgery
Then we're gonna move to California
And someday she's gonna marry me.

Why can't it be summertime all the time?
Why can't it be lemon lime all the time, all the time
Track Name: Vanilla
Oh, what a bright world
Oh, what a fight, world!

You owe it so much
A shiny penny per touch
Each time you got it, you don't get it
It's never enough

We live in the belly of a whale
There are cabaret girls on wholesale
We eat strawberries and cut firewood
From the nose of Pinocchio.

Oh, what a bright world
Oh, what a fight, world!

You owe it everything
Four stolen birds' wings
Three drops of dew
Before the closest of the crickets sings.

We die in the belly of a whale
Clamoring for the holy grail
We drink old sherry and wrench violins
From the throat of the maestro.

It sounds like, "Oh, oh, oh, I didn't mean it!"

You and a loved one take your clothes off
Pray to the sun, then fly away
Oh, vanilla vanilla vanilla, oh.
Track Name: Out Here
Well I can't wait to go back home
And tell my family the things I've seen
This world is so strange and wonderful!
This world is like a dream

There are people sitting down to eat
While there are people starving in the street
But they pay them no mind
Because they're strangers.

Hey, you! Let's be friends today.
We'll pretend we love each other
And then we'll go our separate ways.

No! Don't you leave me!
I said no! Don't you leave me out here!

Out here

I can't wait to go back home and
Feel the fire warm my bones
This world is so sad and beautiful
This world is heaven or a big black hole.

There are people who are like machines
There are people who are so sad and mean
There are people who chase their dreams
There are people who know
It's not as bad as it seems.

Hey, you! Let's be friends today.
We'll pretend we love each other
And then we'll go our separate ways.

No! Don't you leave me!
I said no! Don't you leave me out here!

Out here