ROOM FOR 2 - Benson Boone

Hey there, you lady in tears Do you think that they care if they're real, woman? They just take it as part of the deal Lost in your men and the games you play Trying to prove that you're better, woman But you needn't get heavy with them Like it or not, we were built tough Because we're woman No, we never die for long While we've got that little life To live for, where it's hid inside No, we never die for long Oh! Woman, two in one There's room for a life in your womb, woman Inside of you can be two, woman There's room for a life in your womb, woman Mama woman, aha! Night after night in the quiet house Plaiting her hair by the fire, woman With no lover to free her desire How long do you think she can stick it out? How long do you think before she'll go out, woman? Hey! Get up on your feet and go get it, now Like it or not, we keep bouncing back Because we're woman No, we never die for long While we've got that little life To live for, where it's hid inside No, we never die for long Oh! Woman, two in one There's room for a life in your womb, woman Inside of you can be two, woman There's room for a life in your womb, woman Mama woman, aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! Oh, mama-woman, two-in-a-one, aha! Oh, two in one, aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha! Oh, woman! Woman! Woman! Woman! There's room for a life in your womb There's room for a life in your womb There's room for a life in your womb There's room for a life in your womb

Fix the mental, see if that changes anything Your heart is cured now, you're normal once again One confession, you thought that's all it took But redemption, never lets you off the hook (One of us) Can't erase the past to change who he would be (One of us) On a whim would act, then look for sympathy Not from me Hear me say One more (one more) Chance to believe it That you can even the score (One more) Place at the table Always room for one more Room for one more Thinking evil, is that just your normal gig? Fueled by hatred, happy as a stuffed pig You're so lonely, everyone around you reeks Of indifference, thriving in their apathy (One of us) Can't erase the past to change who he would be (One of us) On a whim would act, then look for sympathy Not from me Hear me say Sing it (one more) Chance to believe in That you can even the score (One more) Place at the table Always room for one more, yea (One more) Chance to believe in That you can even the score (One more) Place at the table Always room for one more Room for one more That is right, yea, yea, yea, ah Ooh, yea, yea, yea Your schism, my distress Your failure is my success Squeezed out, kept me down What goes around comes around I can wait you out Patience is my virtue Call it payback, call it proper grounds What goes around always comes around, always comes around Oh yeah! Hear me say (One more) Chance to believe in That you can even the score (One more) Place at the table Always room for one more, yea (One more) Chance to believe in That you can even the score (One more) Place at the table Always room for one more Room for one more, ah Always room for one more, yeah! Thank you, thank you I got a question, how many old schoolers are in the house this evening? How many new schoolers are in the house this evening? How many people don't give a flying fuck about school out there? This song is for people, who know their anthrax history And if you know your history, then you'll easily pass this test And by passing the test all you gotta do is fucking sing at the top of your lungs I'm watching every single one of you, the balcony, from there, to there All the people in the pack, on the first floor and all the motherfuckers Leading the charge right here, I wanna feel your love out there It always feels good just to be a little bit antisocial

City Sidewalks Busy Sidewalks Dressed in Holiday Style In the Air There's a Feeling of Christmas Children Laughing People Passing Meeting Smile After Smile And On Every Street Corner You'll Hear Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Chorus: Silver Bells, Silver Bells Silver Bells, Silver Bells It's Christmas Time in the City Hear Them Ring, Hear Them Ring Ring a Ling, Ring a Ling Soon It Will Be Christmas Day Soon It Will Be Christmas Day

Boone had a colt and a frying pan A quarter horse, American Half a heart, fully a man And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan Boone stole nickels and Boone stole dimes To fill the hole and mask his pride Though his mother said that the way of life Was ever better in a poor man's mind But Boone found that he had no peace Licking the dirt and kicking the streets Till he gambled a cent and came back with three Bad bad Boone became a thief No good could be found in Boone No Robin Hood and no whistled tune To the guilt of God he was immune As that cursed greed just grew and grew He had no wife, no boundary line No cowboy code or moral sight No child that he wouldn't fight No widow safe from the cheatin' lies What hurt another, ain't hurt him He'd do anything for a pretty little gem A coin in the bank, worth a whole damn limb Cash ever flowing, spirit so grim Rich in pocket, poor in love His soul went down and the money went up He died before he could fill his cup And what a pointless life that was Ain't no money gonna bring Boone back From dust he came and that's what lasts Good ol' dirt, we all shall pass The rich the poor, both withered grass Here lays Boone, so fully man Forgotten on his piece of land And buried with his frying pan And the greed of Eve and ol' Satan

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white (I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know) Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...