Monica Molina – Las Cuatro Y Diez Lyrics

Fue en ese cine,te acuerdas
En una mañana “Al Este del Edén”
James Dean tiraba piedras
A una casa blanca,entonces te besé

Aquella fue la primera vez
Tus labios parecian de papel
Y a la salida en la puerta
Nos pidió un triste inspector nuestros carnés

Luego volvi a la Academia
Para no faltar a clase de francés
Tu me esperaste hora y media
En esta misma mesa, yo me retrasé

Quieres helado de fresa
O prefieres que te pida ya el café
Cuéntame cómo te encuentras
Aunque se que me responderas “muy bien”

Ten esta foto, es muy fea
El mas pequeño acababa de nacer
¡Oiga! me trae la cuenta
¡calla! que fui yo quién te invitó a comer

No te demores, no sea
Que no llegues a la hora al almacén
Llamame el dia que puedas
Date prisa que ya son las cuatro y diez

No te demores, no sea
Que no llegues a la hora al almacén
Llamame el dia que puedas
Date prisa que ya son las cuatro y diez

No te demores, no sea
Que no llegues a la hora al almacén
Llamame el dia que puedas
Date prisa que ya son las cuatro y diez

David Keenan – James Dean Lyrics

It stabbed me in the chest like the pimp prudent’s knife
Into poor wandering Becket under a mother of Pearl sky
At the back of the wall, I bawled, cursing all in reel and rhyme
While feeling out of sorts like a road sweeper dressed up to the nines

As the multi-colored kite over shoulders taking flight
And the local matador gives two fingers to the girl next door

I had a dream that James Dean was alive and well today
Looking for the quiet life, working for Irish rail
And in me father’s clothes with a bloody nose I sang “Isn’t it so sweet?”
There by the slot machine, there’s James Dean out cold beneath my feet

And the disciples from the street
They all burst in through open doors
And the creaking of the chairs and the running down the stairs
Pure ecstasy

The circus master smiles pointing his finger at the mime
I hear the distant call of a boy named Paul who was taken before his time
And all the precious stones or the mongrel’s bone won’t entice me, you silly child
You just run on home for your tea’s gone cold
And your mother cursed you blind

And the backdoor man feels wrong for switching off when signing on
And the double-jointed thief wins an award for pure indecency

I had a dream that James Dean was alive and well today
Looking for the quiet life, working for Irish rail
And in me father’s clothes with a bloody nose I sang “Isn’t it so sweet?”
There by the slot machine, there’s James Dean out cold beneath my feet

Then the disciples from the street
They all burst in through open doors
And the creaking of the chairs and the running down the stairs
Pure ecstasy

I had a dream that James Dean was alive and well today
He’s working for Irish rail

Sheila E. – Sex Cymbal Lyrics

Psych!

Sex cymbal
Sex cymbal

[Verse 1:]
There’s a rumor ’bout “The Glamorous Life”
I think I told you once
I don’t mind telling you twice
I’d like to be the one who’s in your dreams
But not because I make lots of money
And headed for the big screen
Heaven forbid I don’t end up like James Dean

You say your love will never stop
And I hope it’s the truth
Not just ’cause I’m on top
No

[Chorus:]
They call me a sex cymbal, say I’m a star
(Call me sex cymbal)
It’s up to them just what you are
(Sex cymbal)
With pumps and Versace in my Jaguar
(Pumps in my Jaguar)

[Verse 2:]
If I was living 9-to-5
And hanging with the girls at the same old dive
Would everybody beg me to sign their jeans?
Or is it ’cause I’m what you call famous?

I’m blessed with all the fortune and fame
If I didn’t have a dime
Would you treat me the same?
Tell the truth now

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Realize it’s an image before it goes too far
Show me, tell me
Make me believe you love me just for me
I think you’ve known me long enough
I’m Sheila, not Miss E
Come make me happy
I don’t mean just the boys
Everybody in my house
Come on, we got to make some noise

Heaven forbid
(Sex cymbal)
Just realize it’s an image ‘fore it goes too far

[Chorus]

Just realize it’s an image ‘fore it goes too far
Call me a sex cymbal, call me a star
(It’s up to them just what you are)
(Sex cymbal)
With pumps and Versace in my Jaguar
Just realize it’s an image ‘fore it goes too far

I know you like ’em cute and simple
With no frame of mind
But I’m-a talk and body-shock
And mesmerize you every time

(Pumps in my Jaguar)
(It’s up to them just what you are)
(Goes too far)

They call me a sex cymbal
Say I’m a star
(It’s up to them just what you are)
(Sex Cymbal)

[Rap:]
Listen to the rhythm while I’m hypin’ up the tempo
I can get rather funky when I’m playin’ the sex cymbal
My man’s name is Tim Bale
I know you’ve seen him
Chillin’ behind the drummer’s throne
That you can call my “queendom”
Glamorous ain’t it
How the picture is painted
Like my overweight roommate, 808 Kate?
My brother’s name is Mister Tom-Tom
Droppin’ on the rhythm like a bomb, boy!
S-H-E-I-L-A dash E
Sheila-eila-eila E. is my title
Flyest females
I’m your idol
Supercalivocalistic sister
Rhymes tear you apart just like a twister
If you wanna dance
Well then, do so
‘Cause the time remaining is crucial
It’s really not that
You better believe that the only sex cymbal I got is my hi-hat!
Crash with a drum roll
Working my body
Shooby doo-wop doo-doo bop
This is a hip-hop party
Not the make, the model or vintage
I don’t really care about the glamorous image
The Little Drummer Boy keeps a place in my heart
‘Cause you love me for me and that sets off sparks
Now I know life is just one big crescendo
Playin’ on the funky
Funky sex cymbal

Wsh, chh-wsh, chh
Wsh, chh-wsh, chh!
Sheila-eila-eila-eila-eila E
Wsh, chh-wsh, chh
Wsh, chh-wsh, chh!
Sheila-eila-eila-eila-eila E

Call me a sex cymbal
(Call me sex cymbal)
Say I’m a star
(It’s up to them just what you are)

(Sex cymbal)
With pumps and Versace in my Jaguar
(Pumps in my Jaguar)

Call me a sex cymbal
(Call me sex cymbal)
Say I’m a star
(It’s up to them just what you are)
(Sex cymbal)

Ariel Pink – Acting (feat. Dâm Funk)

[Intro]
Yeah
See you tonight
Have fun at Wi Spa
Okay, man

Acting like James Dean
Acting out off-screen
Acting comes naturally, I’m acting out on fantasies, I’m

I’m acting… I’m acting… I’m acting I’m acting

Act exactly as you are
Act just like a movie star
Act just like a part of me
I’m acting out, why can’t you see?

We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn

Acting out, acting out

Acting like James Dean
Acting out off-screen
Acting comes naturally, I’m acting out fantasies, I’m

I’m acting… I’m acting… I’m acting I’m acting

Act exact exactly as you are
Act just like a movie star
Act just like a part of me
I’m acting out, why can’t you see?

We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn
We’re gonna party to the break of dawn

[Outro]
Happy ending

Superfruit – Heartthrob Lyrics

SUPERFRUIT
Heartthrob Lyrics

Oh no, what’s my locker combo?
It’s the birthday of a Leonardo

Bells ringing and I gotta go
And I’m single if you gotta know
I’m so over James Dean
I’m more of a three names queen

Freddie Prinze Junior, Chad Michael Murray
Want you to be my, want you to be my

Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
Tigerbeat said he’s off the charts

Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be an angsty teen, let you break my

Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob

I’ll go through your Trapper keeper
I’ll wanna get to know you deeper

Got a cutie waiting in the cafeteria
Gotta grab a seat right next to you
I’m so over James Dean
I’m more of a three names queen

Freddie Prinze Junior, John Taylor Thomas
Want you to be my, want you to be my

Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
Tigerbeat said he’s off the charts

Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be an angsty teen, let you break my

Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob

H-E-A-R double T, H-R-O-B
Joey, Lance and J.T
Maybe Chris after a couple drinks

H-E-A-R double T, H-R-O-B
Joey, Lance and J.T
Don’t forget JC, he can really sing

Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
Tigerbeat said he’s off the charts

Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be an angsty teen, let you break my

Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob

SUPERFRUIT – Heartthrob (Future Friends – Part One Album)

[Verse 1: Mitch & Both]
Oh no, what’s my locker combo? (Oh yeah)
It’s the birthday of a Leonardo (Oh yeah)
Bells ringing, and I gotta go
And I’m single, if you gotta know
I’m so over James Dean
I’m more of a three names queen

[Pre-Chorus: Both & Mitch]
Freddie Prinze Junior
Chad Michael Murray
Want you to be my
Want you to be my

[Chorus: Both]
Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
TigerBeat said he’s off the charts
Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be your angsty teen, let you break my
Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob
Oh la la la, oh la la la

[Verse 2: Both]
I’ll go through your Trapper Keeper (Oh yeah)
I wanna get to know you deeper (Oh yeah)
Got a cutie waiting in the cafeteria
Gotta grab a seat right next to ya
I’m so over James Dean
I’m more of a three names queen

[Pre-Chorus: Both & Mitch]
Freddie Prinze Junior
John Taylor Thomas
Want you to be my
Want you to be my

[Chorus: Both]
Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
TigerBeat said he’s off the charts
Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be your angsty teen, let you break my
Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob
Oh la la la, oh la la la

[Bridge: Mitch]
H-E-A-R double T, H-R-O-B
Joey, Lance, and JT
Maybe Chris after a couple drinks
H-E-A-R double T, H-R-O-B
Joey, Lance, and JT
Don’t forget JC, he can really sing
Ooh yeah

[Chorus: Both]
Nineties heartthrob
Frosted tips and a middle part
TigerBeat said he’s off the charts
Nineties heartthrob
We can sneak out after dark
Be your angsty teen, let you break my
Heartthrob, heartthrob, heartthrob
Oh la la la, oh la la la
Oh la la la, woo!

Lana Del Rey – Children Of The Bad Revolution (Cherry Blossom Album)

[Intro]
Take me in your fast car Mercedes
Kissing on your neck while you’re driving
He- he doesn’t care, I’m always on my Blackberry
All the time, all the time, buying into every line

[Verse 1]
I’m a flashy little lush, but he thinks I’m really fine
Notorious and wild, takes me where I’m gonna shine
Where the bad boys roll hard, dressing like James Dean
And the vixen starlets feels so good to be

[Hook]
We’re children of the bad revolution
And partying’s their only solution
In our minds, there ain’t any confusion
About who we are and what we’re gonna be
We’re gonna get free free free free free free free
Get free

[Verse 2]
Baby, we are chancers on the scene
Glamour in the gutters, only so arty
Sick graffiti artists and tabloid queen
Mix it up, mix it up
Every ‘do you’ve ever seen

We’re acting really tough
Like the world belongs to us
Cause it does, yeah, it must
What we do creates the buzz
Where the bad boys blow smoke
Just like they’re James Dean
And the it girls blow kisses
Just like Marilyn

[Hook]
We’re children of the bad revolution
And partying’s their only solution
In our minds, there ain’t any confusion
About who we are and what we’re gonna be
We’re gonna get free free free free free free free
Get free

[Verse 3]
Run for our lives
They got all our chains
Let’s hope that we merge
Create our own games
DJ’s, rock stars, posers we are
The new politicians
They’re celebrity editions
And it’s so pornographic then it’s tragic
Nothing magic makes us free
To be what we wanna be, wanna be

[Hook 2x]
We’re children of the bad revolution
And partying’s their only solution
In our minds, there ain’t any confusion
About who we are and what we’re gonna be
We’re gonna get free free free free free free free
Get free

J.FLA – Style (Taylor Swift Cover)

Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
The end of you, oh,
It’s been a while since I have even heard from you
(Heard from you)
I should just tell you to leave ’cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch it go round and round each time

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fate and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

So it goes, he can’t keep his wild eyes on the road
Takes me home, lights are off he’s taking off his coat (Hm yeah)
I say "I’ve heard that you’ve been out and about with some other girl"
(Some other girl)
He says "What you’ve heard is true but I
Can’t stop thinking about you and I."
I said "I’ve been there too a few times"

‘Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fate and a tight little skirt (A tight little skirt)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go (We never go) out of style, we never go out of style

Take me home
Just take me home
Yeah just take me home, oh

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

JUNIOR PROM – Untouchable

[Alternative/ Rock music]

From the back to the front let’s get what we want
Oh, we can have it all
In a tech big town with the top rope down
Oh, just like a cannonball
So a black car sweet on a balcony
We could catch so high
When the curtain calls, hanging like loopholes
Oh, tonight
You get up when it goes down
With the wild wolves turning all the round

Human lives we’re free tonight
We’re taking over, taking over, taking over now
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable

When the big pic drops, we’d be breaking some hearts
Oh, we can crack a few
Just like James Dean on a laptop screen
Oh, we’ll come shining through
Stand up and swing at a big [?]
Break it all the while
When the [?] when we made the go
Oh, tonight
You get up when it goes down
With the wild wolves turning all the round

Human lives we’re free tonight
We’re taking over, taking over, taking over now
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable

Full backroad, it’s a hell of a show
It’s all sad to see
[?]

Human lives we’re free tonight
We’re taking over, taking over, taking over now
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable
Oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh, oh, eh oh
Un-un-untouchable

Taylor Swift – Style

Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
The end of you, oh,
It’s been a while since I have even heard from you
(Heard from you)
I should just tell you to leave ’cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch it go round and round each time

You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fate and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

So it goes, he can’t keep his wild eyes on the road
Takes me home, lights are off he’s taking off his coat (Hm yeah)
I say "I’ve heard that you’ve been out and about with some other girl"
(Some other girl)
He says "What you’ve heard is true but I
Can’t stop thinking about you and I."
I said "I’ve been there too a few times"

‘Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl fate and a tight little skirt (A tight little skirt)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go (We never go) out of style, we never go out of style

Take me home
Just take me home
Yeah just take me home, oh

(Out of style) You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
‘Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

The Weeknd – Ordinary Life (Starboy Album)

[Verse 1]
Heaven in her mouth, got a hell of a tongue
I can feel her teeth when I drive on a bump
Fingers letting go of the wheel when I cum
Whe-wheel when I cum, whe-wheel when I cum
David Carradine, I’ma die when I cum
She just givin’ head, she don’t know what I’ve done
Like I’m James Dean, I’ma die when I’m young
Die when I’m young, die when I’m young

[Pre-Chorus]
Heaven knows that I’ve been told
Paid for the life that I chose
If I could, I’d trade it all
Trade it for a halo
And she said that she’ll pray for me
I said, "It’s too late for me
‘Cause I think it’s safe to say…"

[Chorus]
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
No ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life

[Verse 2]
Valhalla is where all the righteous are led
Moorhall is where all the damned will be kept
Devil on my lap and a cross on my neck
Cross on my neck, cross on my neck
Over 45, I’ma drift on a bend
Do a buck 20, I’ma fly off the edge
Everybody said it would hurt in the end
Hurt in the end, but I feel nothin’

[Pre-Chorus]
She said that she’ll pray for me
I said, "It’s too late for me
‘Cause I think it’s safe to say…"

[Chorus]
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
No ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life

[Bridge]
Angels all singin’ in monestaries, yeah
My soul is buried in low Ferraris
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Halos are given to ordinary lives
No, but this ain’t ordinary life

[Chorus]
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
No ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
This ain’t ordinary life
No ordinary life
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh

Leon Russell – If The Shoe Fits

Can you get us in free
My girlfriend and me
We like the songs, but we hate to pay
Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play

Can I have an autograph
Can I sit in your lap
Are you really into witchcraft like they say
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few day
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay

Oh, What was your name
You’re someone I’ve seen
Has anyone said that you look like James Dean
Can I sit in your lap
Can I give you the clap

Can we rap but don’t have much to say

Can I have your guitar
Can I ride on your car
Can you give me a role to play
Can I follow you home
Can I use your telephone
Can we crash here for just a few days
We’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay, Ah ha!

Can you do a benefit
Have you got any shit
Have you made your peace with Jesus yet today
Would you like to be a monk
C’mon lets go get drunk
Do you think Paul McCartney is okay
Can we crash here for just a few days
Ah, we’re from Rolling Stone so it’s okay

Taylor Swift – Style lyrics

[Verse 1]
Midnight, you come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise
Fade into view, oh, it’s been a while since I have even heard from you
I should just tell you to leave cause I know exactly where it leads
But I watch it go round and round each time

[Chorus]
You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

[Verse 2]
So it goes, he can’t keep his wild eyes on the road
Takes me home, lights are off he’s taking off his coat
I say, “I’ve heard that you’ve been out and about with some other girl, some other girl”
He says, “What you’ve heard is true but I can’t stop thinking about you and I.”
I said, “I’ve been there, too, a few times”

[Chorus]
Cause you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You’ve got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

[Bridge]
Take me home
Just take me home
Yeah, just take me home

[Chorus]
Oh, you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye
And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time
Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style

G-Eazy – The Day It All Changed

Yeah, un-fuck-with-able
Black on black Vader, soundtrack is so cynical
It’s for certain, keep a cup of Bourbon, it’s so critical
I’m just getting started, still a couple years from pinnacle
Low key, I been killing y’all in another interval
You kiss that bitch, you imbecile, her mouth stay on my genitals
Text me ten times, I never hit her back, pitiful
I hate how this industry is so fucking political
You should just sit down with all that bullshit, go and get a stool
I just don’t believe you, don’t know who you think that shit will fool
Yeah, legendary status what I must achieve
She came to the smash, right afterwards I made her up and leave
You don’t even know what I got up my sleeve
Told my team, “We’d make it in a second, trust me, just believe”
Yeah, rap game, James Dean, been here
I’m just out here doing shit they ain’t seen
Swear this beat too fucking hard, telling you, bro, Kane’s mean
Ever since eighteen, been focused on the same dream

Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Never looking back, so far I be on y’alls range
Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Came the fuck up since I was making y’alls wage

Well, the difference is nowadays I’m making like triple times your dividends
Walk my stage like Johnny Cash, hella to a massive crowd
Quiet but I’m passing loud, solid crew, no rats allowed
Everybody knows I’m next to get it, you could ask around
Classic shit, that’s the sound, labels tryna track me down
Faked it till I made it, everything’s official now
Don’t fit in, I stand apart from everybody, it’s just how
Everything I do, I put my name on as original
Skeet all on a rich girl’s boobs and watch it trickle down
I want in on every dime bag or nickel now
Every rapper that I’m ‘bout to pass up is in a pickle now
Thought you had a home run? Just a foul
Silly stupid rapper, you won’t make it with that simple style
When I’m working I don’t fuck around, shouts to those who stuck around
Alright’s to the up and down, I have more, they buzz around
Tell me now, how does it sound?
She knows when I come in town she calls soon as I’m touching down

Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Never looking back, so far I be on y’alls range
Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Came the fuck up since I was making y’alls wage

Remember when I never had shit
Single parent struggles, moms always trying to mask it
Age sixteen I set a goal and now I’m past it
Following this dream, shouts to everyone who backs it
For me it turned into the flagship
Jealousy is real, see these people talking mad shit
What you making now ain’t even fucking with my last shit
We’re eating, get a basket, I’m in this till the casket

Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Never looking back, so far I be on y’alls range
Yeah, that was the day it all changed
Shit just got real, now they’re looking all strange
No longer on a small stage
Came the fuck up since I was making y’alls wage