I dont know what's the order of the songs, but here are the lyrics. (:
And erm, i think Tik Tok by Ke$ha isnt a really suitable song for busking. Because it's too.. fast and stuff, yeah, you get what i mean. Live Like We're Dying by Kris Allen also isnt really thaty suitable too. It's too fast for most of us. But in anyway, here are the lyrics! They SHOULD be correct. (:
- MEILIN!
Automatic - Tokio HotelAutomatic (x3)Automatic (x3)
You’re automatic and your heart's like an engineI die with every beatYou’re automatic and your voice is electricBut do I still believe?It’s automatic every word in your letterThe lie connects the beatIt’s automatic when you say things get betterBut they never…There’s no real love in youThere’s no real love in youThere’s no real love in youWhy do I keep loving you
It’s so automatic calling comes from the crossroadThey come and go like youIt’s automatic watching faces I don’t knowErase the face from youIt’s automaticSystematicSo traumaticYou’re automaticThere’s no real love in youThere’s no real love in youThere’s no real love in youWhy do I keep loving you
Automatic (x12)Each step you makeEach breath you takeYour heart,Your soul,Remote controlledThis life is so sickYou’re automatic to me
There’s no real love in you (x7)Why do I keep loving youAutomatic (x3) There’s no real (in background)Automatic (x3) Love in you (in background)Automatic (x3) Why do I (in background)Automatic (x3) Keep loving you (in background)Automatic...Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy (WHOOH! ;D)Am I more than you bargained for yetI've been dying to tell you anything you want to hearCause that's just who I am this weekLie in the grass, next to the mausoleumI'm just a notch in your bedpostBut you're just a line in a song(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)Drop a heart, break a nameWe're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong teamWe're going down, down in an earlier roundAnd Sugar, we're going down swingingI'll be your number one with a bulletA loaded God complex, cock it and pull itWe're going down, down in an earlier roundAnd Sugar, we're going down swingingI'll be your number one with a bulletA loaded God complex, cock it and pull itIs this more than you bargained for yetOh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closetWishing to be the friction in your jeansIsn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be himI'm just a notch in your bedpostBut you're just a line in a song(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)Drop a heart, break a nameWe're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier roundAnd Sugar, we're going down swingingI'll be your number one with a bulletA loaded God complex, cock it and pull itWe're going down, down in an earlier roundAnd Sugar, we're going down swingingI'll be your number one with a bulletA loaded God complex, cock it and pull itDown, down in an earlier roundAnd Sugar, we're going down swingingI'll be your number one with a bulletA loaded God complex, cock it and pull itWe're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself) (Down, down in an earlier round)And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said) (Down, down in an earlier round)I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself) (Down, down in an earlier round)A loaded God complex, cock it and pull itWe're going down, down (down, down)Down, down (down, down)We're going down, down (down, down)A loaded God complex, cock it and pull itWe're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)A loaded God complex, cock it and pull itLive Like We're Dying - Kris AllenSometimes we fall down and can't get back upWe're hiding behind skin that's too toughHow come we don't say I love you enoughTill it's to late, it's not too lateOur hearts are hungry for a food that won't comeWe could make a feast from these crumbsAnd we're all staring down the barrel of a gunSo if your life flashed before youWhat would you wish you would've doneYeah... gotta startLookin at the hand of the time we've been given hereThis is all we got and we gotta start pickin itEvery second counts on a clock that's tickin'Gotta live like we're dyingWe only got86 400 seconds in a day toTurn it all around or throw it all awayWe gotta tell 'em that we love 'emWhile we got the chance to sayGotta live like we're dyingAnd if your plane fell out of the skiesWho would you call with your last goodbyesShould be so careful who we live out our livesSo when we long for absolutionThere'll no one on the lineYeah... gotta startLookin at the hand of the time we've been given hereThis is all we got and we gotta start pickin itEvery second counts on a clock that's tickin'Gotta live like we're dyingWe only got86 400 seconds in a day toTurn it all around or throw it all awayWe gotta tell 'em that we love 'emWhile we got the chance to sayGotta live like we're dyingWe only got86 400 seconds in a day toTurn it all around or throw it all awayWe gotta tell 'em that we love 'emWhile we got the chance to sayGotta live -- like we're dyingWe never know a good thing till it's goneYou never see a crash until it's head onAll those people right when we're dead wrongYou never know a good thing till it's goneYeah... gotta startLookin at the hand of the time we've been given hereThis is all we got and we gotta start livin itEvery second counts on a clock that's tickin'Gotta live like we're dyingWe only got86 400 seconds in a day toTurn it all around or throw it all awayWe gotta tell 'em that we love 'emWhile we got the chance to sayGotta live like we're dyingWe only got
86 400 seconds in a day to
Turn it all around or throw it all away
We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
While we got the chance to say
Gotta live like we're dyingLive like we're dying...Tiktok - Ke$haWake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy(Hey, what up girl?)Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city(Lets go)Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming backI'm talking pedicure on our toes, toesTrying on all our clothes, clothesBoys blowing up our phones, phonesDrop-topping, playing our favorite CDsPulling up to the partiesTrying to get a little bit tipsyDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock, on the clockBut the party don't stop, noAin't got a care in world, but got plenty of beerAin't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already hereAnd now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swaggerBut we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick JaggerI'm talking about everybody getting crunk, crunkBoys tryin' to touch my junk, junkGonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunkNow, now, we go until they kick us out, outOr the police shut us down, downPolice shut us down, downPo-po shut usDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got me With my hands upYou got me nowYou got that soundYeah, you got meDJ, you build me upYou break me downMy heart, it poundsYeah, you got meWith my hands upPut your hands upPut your hands upNow, the party don't start 'til I walk inDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, noDon't stop, make it popDJ, blow my speakers upTonight, I'mma fight'Til we see the sunlightTick tock on the clockBut the party don't stop, no
"We are TWO GENEROSITY, AND DON'T WEAR IT OUT."
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