Character themesongs.

Naughty by nature, everything is gonna be alright.

[Chorus]
Everything's gonna be alright (alright)
Everything's gonna be alright (alright)
Everything's gonna be alright now (alright)
Everything's gonna be alright (alright)

[Verse 1]
Some get a little and some get none
Some catch a bad one and some leave the job half done
I was one who never had and always mad
Never knew my dad, mother fuck the fag
Where anywhere I did pick up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups, 'cause niggas had the trigger hic-ups
I couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowed
My mother couldn't afford us all, she had to throw me out
I walked the strip, which is a clip, who wanna hit?
They got 'em quick, I had to eat, this money's good as spent
I threw in braids, I wasn't paid enough
I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a haircut
I got laughed at, I got chumped, I got dissed
I got upset, I got a tech and a banana clip
Was down to throw the lead to any tellin' crackhead
I'm still livin' broke, so a lot of good it would've did
Or done, if not for bad luck, I would have none
Why did I have to live a life of such a bad one
Why when I was a kid and played I was a sad one
And always wanted to live like this or that one

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
A ghetto bastard, born next to the projects
Livin' in the slums with bums, I sit and watch them
do I have to be like this? momma said I'm priceless
So I am, I'm worthless, starvin' is just what being nice gets
Sometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then, though
If not for hell, I would've ended things a while ago
I ain't have jack but a black hat and napsack
Four squad stolen in cars in a blackjack
Drop that, and now you want me to rap and give?
Say somethin' positive? Well positive ain't where I live
I lived right around a corner from west hell
Two blocks from south shit, and once in a jail cell
The sun never shone on my side of the street, see
And only once or twice a week I would speak
I walked alone, my state of mind was home sweet home
I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome
Some life, it you ain't wear gold your style was old
And you got more juice than dope for every bottle sold
Hell no, I say there's gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble in a game that you can't play
I'm slowin' and flowin' and goin' in on and knowin' not now
How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's how
Why me, huh?

[Chorus]

My third year into adulthood, and still a knucklehead
I'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor said
I don't do jack but fightin', lightin' up the streets at night
Playin' hide and seek with a machete like Freddy swipe
Some say I'm rollin' on, nothin' but a dog now
I answer that with a tech, a fuck you and a bow wow?
'Cause I done been through more shit within the last week
Than a fly flowin' in doo-doo on the concrete
I been a deadbeat, dead to the world and dead wrong
Since I was born that's my life, oh you don't know this song?
So don't say jack, and please don't say you understand
All that man to man talk can walk, damn
If you ain't live it you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't help it out, now will it?
And illtown fell like I stuck-up props, got shot
Don't worry, I hit Bob, flurry, and his punk-ass dropped
But I'm the one who has been labeled as an outcast
They teach in schools I'm the misfit that will outlast
But that's cool with the bull, smack 'em backwards
That's what you get for fuckin' with a ghetto bastard

[Outro]
If you ain't ever been to the ghetto
Don't ever come to the ghetto
'Cause you ain't understand the ghetto
And stay the fuck out of the ghetto.......
Why me?

https://youtu.be/Q10wGg8NEbo

"The Pilgrim: Chapter 33" by Kris Kristofferson, covered by Street Dogs

See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile--
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style--
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found--
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down--

CHORUS:
He's a poet, (he's a picker!)
He's a prophet, (he's a pusher!)
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
And he's traded in tomorrow for today--
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
And losin' all he's loved along the way--
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
And all he ever gets is older and around--
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
The goin' up was worth the comin' down--

He's a poet, (he's a picker!)
He's a prophet, (he's a pusher!)
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned--
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.

Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair, by Proinsias Ó Maonaigh

Céad slán ag sléibhte maorga chondae Dhún na nGall
Agus dhá chéad slán ag an Earagal árd, ina stua(í) os cionn caor 's call
Nuair a ghluais mise thart le loch Dhún Lúich, go ciún sa ghleann ina luí
I mo dhiaidh bhí Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair,
is beag nár bhris mo chroí.
Ag taisteal dom amach tríd chnoic Ghleann Domhain, 's an Mhucais ar mo chúl
Ní miste domh 'rá le brón 's le crá, ghur fhreasach a shíl mise súil
Go 'Meiriceá siar, a bhí mo thriall, i bhfad thar an fharraige mhór
D'fhag mé slán ar feadh seal ag Dún na nGall,
's ag Gleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair.
Níorbh é mo mhiansa imeacht ariamh ó mo thír bheag dhílis féin
Ach trom lámh Gall, le cluain 's le feall, a thiomáin mé i gnéill
B'é rún mo chroíse pilleadh arís, nuair a dhéanfainn beagán stór
'S deireadh mo shaoil a chaitheamh lem ghaoil,
fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair.
Slán, slán go fóill a Dhún na nGall, a chondae shéimh gan smál
'S do d'fheara bréa in am an ghá, nár umhlaigh riamh roimh Ghall
Tá áit i mo chroí do gach fear a gach mnaoi, 's gach páiste beag agus mór
Áta beo go buan, gan bhuairt gan ghruaim,
fá Ghleanntáin Ghlas' Ghaoth Dobhair.

All the dead guys deserve a song too...

The Streets
Turn the Page

Thats it. That's it.
Turn the page on the day, walk away
'cos there's sense in what I say
I'm 45th generation Roman
But I don't know 'em
Or care when I'm spitting
So return to your sitting position and listen it's fitting
I'm miles ahead and they chase me
Show yer face on TV, then we'll see
You can't do half, my crew laughs
At yer rhubarb and custard verses
You rain down curses but I'm waving,
Yer hearse is driving by
Streets riding high, with the beats in the sky
All stare, eyes glazed
Garage burnt down, the fire raged
For 40 days and in 40 ways
But through the blaze they see it fade
The sea of black, the beaming heat on their faces
Then a figure emerges from the wastage
Eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze
One hand clutching a sword raised to the sky
They wonder how, they wonder why
The sky turns white, it all becomes clear
They felt lifted from their fears
They shed tears in the light
After 6 dark years
Young bold soldiers, the fire burns
Cracks and smoulders
5 years older and wiser
The fires are burning on fire, never tire
Slay warriors in the forests and on higher
We sing, hear the strings rising
The war's over, the bells ring
Memories fading, soldiers slaying
Looks like geezers raving
The hazy fog over the Bull Ring
The lazy ways the birds sing
A new baby's born every day
Few men may be scorned today
But look at things the other way
Cos it may well be yer final day
And then the crowds roar, they slay, they all say
I produce this using only my bare wit
Gimme a jungle, a garage beat and admit defeat,
Use war and past injury as my metaphor and simile
Get all applications into me before the deadline
Cos it's a fine line between strifeful crimes
And a life of crime
But you will reach the day, and it's all mine
You can take it or leave it,
I shake and reveal stage tricks like Jimi Hendrix
In the afterlife gladiators meet their maker
Float through the wheat fields and lakes of blue water
To the next life from the fortress
Away from the knives and slaughter
To their wives and daughters
Once more before the Lord judges over all of us
Cos in this place you'll see me
Brace yourself, cos this goes deep
I'll show you the secrets, the sky and the birds
Actions speak louder than words
Stand by me my apprentice
Be brave, clench fists.

Deep Purple, "Junkyard Blues"

Broken down relations, beaten up guitars
Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds flourishing amongst
Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

One of a dozen covered with stains
Blistered and stinking was all that remained
Cannibalised machines, mysterious bones
Unwanted contents of anonymous homes

Thos junkyard blues sound familiar
Take me back
Always remind me of home

Mangy old dog scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes surrendering to rust
All this stuff was good for something
But here it is now, good for nothing

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

Panic Switch by Silversun pickups

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgzOcb8T-04

Time is never worth my time
Blue shine bleeds into my eyes

I still sleep on the right side
But white noise can't leave the scene behind

Could I be anything you want me to be
If so is it meant to be seen

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Do you think she'll sleep with a panic...

I'll try to hold on tight tonight
Pink slip inviting me inside
Want to burn skin and brand what once was mine
But the red views keep ripping the divide

If I go everywhere you want me to go
How will I know you'll still follow

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Do you think she'll sleep with a panic...

Movements are made slow motion in frame
I'm waiting and fading and floating away
The curtains are torn and the setting decayed
I'm waiting and fading and floating...

I'm waiting and fading and floating away
I'm waiting and fading and floating away
I'm waiting and fading and floating away
Waiting and fading
Waiting and fading

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Can you fall asleep with a panic switch

When you see yourself in a crowded room
Do your fingers itch are you pistol whipped
Will you step in line or release the glitch
Do you think she'll sleep with a panic...

Three Days Grace

"Life Starts Now"

You say you feel so down,
Every time I turn around
You say you should've
Been gone by now,
You think that everything's wrong,
Ask me how to carry on,
We'll make it through
Another day
Just hold on

Cause life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
But you will survive this
Somehow because
Life starts now

I hate to see you fall down,
I'll pick you up off the ground,
I've watched the weight of
Your world come down
And now it's your chance
To move on, change the way you've lived for so long,
Find the strength you've had inside all along

Cause life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
But you will survive this
Somehow because
Life starts now

All this pain
Take this life and make it yours,
All this hate
Take your heart and let it love again,
You will survive this somehow

Life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down

Life starts now,
You've done all the things
That could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
Life starts now

"Enough" by Disturbed

(We don't want them, we want everything) (We've chosen to want everything)

We don't want them, who want everything We've stolen in this suffering And we told them to want everything But use caution in what you believe And the haunted, deny everything Controlling in this suffering When they're broken, and lost everything They're so much easier to lead

Take their hope away Take their lifeaway Leave them nothing left inside

[Chorus:] When your own have died When there's no more pride When your soul is frozen Is that enough? When your heart is broken A thousand times With every moment Is that enough?

Without warning, we take everything Undaunted in this suffering The dark forces surround everything Make it impossibleto see

Take their hope away Take their lifeaway Leave them nothing left inside

[Chorus]

Haven't they suffered enough Haven't we suffered enough Haven't they suffered enough, the damage more than they can bear Haven't they suffered enough Haven't we suffered enough Haven't they suffered enough, the damage more than I can bear

Did they even have a reason why Countless sons and daughters had to die Can you even comprehend the pain

Tell me when your....

[Chorus]

When your own have died (own have died) When there's no more pride (no more pride) When your soul is frozen Is that enough? (is that enough?) When your heart is broken A thousand times (a thousand times) With every moment Is that enough?

Long Life (Where Did You Go?) by Great Big Sea

It's a long life*
This I do believe.
I never thought we'd see the end,
Maybe I was just naive.

On a cold night,
You can see your breath so clear!
I always thought that we'd be friends,
but friends can disappear.

Time is moving slow.
Where'd you go!
Rain turns into snow.
Where'd you go!

In a dark house
I tiptoe down the stairs.
Open the door and turn on the light
I hope I'll see you there.

Been a long time,
Since I heard you call my name!
The sun comes up and I open my eyes,
and the snow turns back to rain.

Time is moving slow.
Where'd you go!
Rain turns into to snow,
Where'd you go!

You were long gone,
So far away from here.
All I can say at the end of the day,
is goodbye to another year.

Time is moving slow,
Where'd you go!
Rain turns into snow,
Where'd you go!

Time is moving slow,
Where'd you go!
Rain turns into snow. . .

It's a long life,
but I will not despair.
Open the door and turn on the light
I hope I'll see you there.

(Bump)

Say Anything: "Young, Dumb, and Stung"

"Young, Dumb, And Stung"

Don’t care what you think. You think I care?
(You humans can’t see why pretty music came to be)
I see where you stand, I’m standing here
(So count the fuse flaming with me one, two, three)

Yeah
You won’t be stopping me yet
Yeah
You won’t be stopping me yet
Yeah
Thought I was covered in sweat
Fast asleep in the bed you wet

[Chorus x2]
I’m young
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m dumb
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m stung
(You bet I’m in it)
You bet I’m deep in the thick of it, baby

Don’t care what you think. You think I care.
(I’ll call you Richard, if you will you bag of swill)
Define your spine you’re standing in line
(Death is a crutch for me and mine)
We’re singing

Yeah
You think you know me so well
Yeah
You think I’d purchase what you sell
Yeah
pickled in your private hell
I will scream and I will yell

[Chorus x2]
I’m young
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m dumb
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m stung
(You bet I’m in it)
You bet I’m deep in the thick of it, baby

When I was ten years young, my douche best friend
Decided that I was just not cool enough for him
My awkward frame and buck-tooth grin
Were no accouterments for one with a new skin
Well, late last week I saw that man
He was far too high to grasp that I shook his hand
I’ve got my pride and my rock band
Singing words that he don’t understand

Don’t care what you think. You think I care?
(Don’t care what you think. You think I care?)
Don’t care what you think. You think I care?
(Don’t care what you think. You think I care?)

[Chorus x2]
I’m young
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m dumb
(You bet I’m in it)
I’m stung
(You bet I’m in it)
You bet I’m deep in the thick of it, baby

I’m young
I’m dumb
I’m stung
[x2]

Young
Dumb
Stung
[x2]

Haunted -- Disturbed

You're broken, so am I
I'm better off alone
No one to turn to and nothing to call my own
Outspoken, so am I
Explosive words that your world wouldn't understand
Turn away again

You're beaten, so am I
I've got a heart of stone
No medication can cure what has taken hold
You're hurting, so will I
When I awake and remember why I've been running from your

World
Dishonored by your world
Your world
I'm haunted by your world

My blood is cold as ice
Or so I have been told
Show no emotion, and it can destroy your soul
Another sacrifice
To a tormentor your world wouldn't understand
Turn away again

You're angered, so am I
A thousand fires burn
A land of darkness from which I cannot return
You're aching, so will I
When I awake and discover that I have been damaged by your

World
Dishonored by your world
Your world
I'm haunted by your world

(Never will I be welcomed Amongst the heartless monsters you surround yourselfwith Feeding off the pain and misfortune of others A maniacal unit of sub-human parasites Warped into a feeding frenzy with the smell of fresh blood Open your eyes and see the creatures for what they are A swirling mess of hatred and envy Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected The conversion has already begun...)

You're frightened, so am I
A world of demons wait
Watching the movements and filling my heart with hate
You're burning, so will I
When I awake and discover how I have been ravaged by your

World
Dishonored by your world
Your world
I'm haunted by your world