The Days of the Phoenix - AFI

I cannot be moved I do what I do anyway In the ocean blue We'll go with the groove everyday Oh, my beloved, come, follow me Flow with the motion, down the stream I'll be your guardian, I'll be your friend I'll be your friend! Phoenix of the sea, swimmin' in the deep, subaquatically (ya, ya, ya!) Healing is a breeze, understandably, can you feel the beat? (Ya, ya, ya!) I just wanna be free! Free to be, free to be me! (Yeah) I just wanna be free! Free to be, free to be me! Take me to the shore, so much to explore, it's all so great In that bucket o' yours, keep me safe and warm out in the rain Gonna be goin' back home, don't wanna be all alone Underwater galaxy, and it's all for me, yeah, yeah! Oh, my beloved, come, follow me Go with the motion, down the stream I'll be your guardian, I'll be your friend I'll be your friend! Phoenix of the sea, swimmin' in the deep, subaquatically (ya, ya, ya!) Healin' is a breeze, understandably, can you feel the beat? (Ya, ya, ya!) I just wanna be free! Free to be, free to be me! (Ah! Yeah) I just wanna be free! (Ah!) Free to be, free to be me! Free to be, free to be, free Free to be, free to be me (oh God! Yeah!) Free to be, free to be, free Free to be, free to be me

On the first day of Christmas, My true love sent to me A partridge in a pear tree. On the second day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the third day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fourth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the fifth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the sixth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the seventh day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the eighth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the ninth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the tenth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the eleventh day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree. On the twelfth day of Christmas, My true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a-leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree!

I'll turn you on and switch you right off. I'll make sure you like what you see. Forget all that you once believed. Now you will believe in me. Do you believe you make the choice, Decide what you hold most dear? In all opinions that you voice, It's my voice that they all hear. I'll take your ideas and your values, I'll make you turn them all around. I'll break your individuality, I'll take you down. I'll seal shut your open eyes. I'll give you a taste on the bland. Intoxicate you, take me in. You'll never feel the touch of my hand. I'll take you ideas and your values, I'll make you turn them all around. I'll break your individuality, I'll take you down. I'll turn you on and switch you right off. I'll soothe your troubled mind. You'll never have to think again, It's just a matter of lost time. I'll take you ideas and your values, I'll make you turn them all around. I'll break your individuality, I'll take you down.