01 – How the middle-class suburbia kids waste their time

It is just another boring afternoon,
I don’t know what to do, and I don’t have you.
I think about calling you,
I am sure you won’t answer,
I have got all I want,
But I don’t know how to spend my time, my time.
I don’t want to regret!
Na Na Na, Na Na Na
When I’m grown it will be too late…

I’ve got a Nintendo and I do have fun,
But sometimes I feel bored so I’ve bought a guitar.
A skateboard, some records and the coolest shoes,
So when I’m with you I just think that I suck!
Na Na Na, Na Na Na
Now I’m radical…
Na Na Na, Na Na Na
MTV took me far…

02 – Hooray ! (Better off dead)

You’ll better have your friends with you,
‘Cause you don’t know where are you getting yourself into,
You’ll better have somewhere to hide,
‘Cause I am going to burn this town tonight!

Can you remember the last time I saw you there?
With your new boyfriend, and laughing at all my friends,
Where are you now? It seems like you have come around,
And you gotta face it now!

HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
‘CAUSE I DON’T WANNA FEEL THIS WAY TODAY,
HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
NOW I’M THE ONE WHO SAYS THAT I DON’T CARE TODAY!

This situation feels so pathetic now,
No hesitation, I don’t care if you’re around,
Where are you now? I don’t see your boyfriend around,
You must have gone crazy, girl!

HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
‘CAUSE I DON’T WANNA FEEL THIS WAY TODAY,
HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
NOW I’M THE ONE WHO SAYS THAT I DON’T CARE AGAIN!

So long, so long… I think you’ll better stay home!
So long, so long… I think you’ll better stay home!
So long… - so long!

HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
‘CAUSE I DON’T WANNA FEEL THIS WAY TODAY,
HOORAY! YOU’RE BETTER OFF DEAD,
NOW I’M THE ONE WHO SAYS THAT I DON’T CARE TODAY!

03 - One for the kids

Every time I see your face I see the envy and frustration in your mind,
And every single song we play reflects the effort and the love we represent.

‘Cause they don’t care ‘bout the emotions, the emotions in ourselves…
And no one cares ‘bout the emotions, and they don’t understand…

THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND AND THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN AND FIND OURSELVES THROUGH THE EMOTIONS,
THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND AND THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN, YEAH! THROUGH THE EMOTIONS…

Second verse and I don’t find the words able to explain the feelings in our hearts,
We would like to thank our friends and also all the bands that talk shit on our backs!

‘Cause they don’t care ‘bout the emotions, the emotions in ourselves…
And no one cares ‘bout the emotions, and they don’t understand…
THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND AND THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN AND FIND OURSELVES THROUGH THE EMOTIONS,
THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND AND THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN, YEAH! THROUGH THE EMOTIONS…

THEY DON’T UNDERSTAND AND THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN AND FIND OURSELVES THROUGH THE EMOTIONS,
WE LOVE YOU, OUR BROTHERS; OUR PLEASURE IS YOUR SORROW!
WE LOVE YOU, OUR BROTHERS; AND YOU WILL NEVER KNOW…

04 - Núnca !

Iñigo:
Meto la contraseña, inicio sesión,
Cuando veo tu foto me pongo en acción!
Por fin quedo contigo, y qué decepción!
Seremos sólo amigos, y sin admisión…

Álex:
No más Photoshop…
No más MySpace, Tom!

NO PASA NADA, CIERRO VENTANA,
ME ENGAÑA TU FOTO, QUE ESTÁ RETOCADA,
DE MADRUGADA ESTÁS CONECTADA,
AL FIN TE CONOZCO, NO ME PONES NADA!

Iñigo:
Oye tía no, es que no me creo que seas un travelo!
Y en tu MySpace dice 16… Qué poco sincero!

No más Photoshop…
No más MySpace, Tom!

NO PASA NADA, CIERRO VENTANA,
ME ENGAÑA TU FOTO, QUE ESTÁ RETOCADA,
DE MADRUGADA ESTÁS CONECTADA,
AL FIN TE CONOZCO, NO ME PONES NADA!

Iñigo & Álex:
No más Photoshop…
No más MySpace, Tom!

NO PASA NADA, CIERRO VENTANA,
ME ENGAÑA TU FOTO, QUE ESTÁ RETOCADA,
DE MADRUGADA ESTÁS CONECTADA,
AL FIN TE CONOZCO, NO ME PONES NADA!

05 - Everything's OK

I’m sure I can imagine what you want tos ay,
You had a hangover, I was feeling insane,
I’m sorry for the moments that I let you down,
And grateful for the lessons that I’ve learnt somehow…

DON’T TRY TO TELL ME,
YOU DON’T FEEL THE SAME,
‘CAUSE EVERYTHING’S OK,
AND EVERYTHING’S OK…

I think I am addicted to your stupid voice,
But I am only a victim of your list of boys!
So many days I faded, so many times I cried,
All the things you told me, were meant for this goodbye…

DON’T TRY TO TELL ME,
YOU DON’T FEEL THE SAME,
‘CAUSE EVERYTHING’S OK,
AND EVERYTHING’S OK…

What am I doing here? Sitting in my room…
I think I am stupid, I’m just waiting for you…
What am I doing here? Sitting in my room…
I think I am stupid, I’m just waiting for you!

DON’T TRY TO TELL ME,
YOU DON’T FEEL THE SAME,
‘CAUSE EVERYTHING’S OK,
AND EVERYTHING’S OK…