Hooray For Me...
Bad Religion"Hooray For Me..." is a song by Bad Religion, released in 1994 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:46 long and contains 45 lines and 266 words.
0:07Well I can see my teenage father
0:09Standing straight on a desolate corner
0:10In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of
0:14AmericaI imagine how his mother felt
0:17When she heard that her husband was dying
0:22And that underground heroes of the tarmac
0:25Shoot smack were blowing up worlds
0:27And d**ned out loud
0:30Hey can you tell me how does it feel
0:35Yeah tell me can you imagine for a second
0:39Doin' anything that you don't have to
0:43Well that's what
0:44I'm accustomed to so '
0:46Hooray for me'
0:48And f**k you
0:56When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
1:00My angel devil reveler shook me desperately in dying
1:04I don't exactly want to apologize for anything and now
1:10We're all mad and tangled in secret rooms with
1:15Roman candles
1:17On an endless graveyard train
1:22Yeah tell me can you imagine for a second
1:27Doin' anything just 'cuz you want to
1:30Well that's just what
1:32I do so '
1:33Hooray for me'
1:35And f**k you
1:43Yeah I was dreaming through the '
1:45How's life' yawning
1:46Car back at that night she told me '
1:48Mad and meaningless as ever'
1:51And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
1:54For a million crying corpses in their tragedy
1:57Of respectable existence
2:12Tell me can you imagine for a second
2:16Doin' everythin's you ever wanted to
2:20Well that's just what
2:21I do so '
2:22Hooray for me'
2:25Oh yeah
2:26I'm not respectable and never sensible
2:29May be incredible so d**ned irascible
2:31I like the things
2:34I do so 'Hooray for me'
2:46And f**k you
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 d**ned 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 f**k 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 f**k 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 d**ned irascible I like the things I do so 'Hooray for me' And f**k you
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