I, I'm a one way motorway
I'm the one that drives away
Follows you back home
I, I'm a street light shining
I'm a white light blinding bright
Burning off and on
Uh huh huh
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
I, I'm a new day rising
I'm a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
But I, I'm a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?
Uh huh huh
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
Oh oh oh whoa oh, uh huh huh
Whoa oh, uh huh huh
Whoa oh, uh huh huh
Uh huh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh huh
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
It's times like these you learn to live again
It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again
It's times like these time and time again
American Wedding Soundtrack Album Lyrics
American Wedding Soundtrack Lyrics
- Foo Fighters - Times Like These
- Good Charlotte - Anthem
- New Found Glory - Forget Everything
- Sum 41 - The Hell Song
- The All-American Rejects - Swing Swing
- Avril Lavigne - I Dont Give
- Matt Nathanson - Laid
- American Hi-Fi - The Art Of Losing
- Hot Action Cop - Fever For The Flava
- Gob - Give Up The Grudge
- Sugarcult - Bouncing Off The Walls
- Feeder - Come Back Around
- NU - Any Ohter Girl
- The Working Title - Beloved
- Blue October - Calling You
- Joseph Arthur - Honey & the Moon
- The Wallflowers - Into The Mystic
Writer: Oliver Taylor Hawkins, Christopher A. Shiflett, David Eric Grohl, Nathan Mendel
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Anthem
by Good Charlotte
It's a new day, but it all feels old
It's a good life, that's what I'm told
But everything, it all just feels the same
And my high school, it felt more to me
Like a jail cell, a penitentiary
My time spent there only made me see
That I don't ever wanna be like you
I don't wanna do the things you do
I'm never gonna hear the words you say
'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
"Go to college, a university, get a real job,"
That's what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I'm gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line
I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind
Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their crowd?
'Cause I don't ever wanna, no I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
Shake it once, that's fine
Shake it twice, that's okay
Shake it three times, you're playing with yourself again
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up,
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me,
you, don't wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem throw all your hands up,
y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
It's a good life, that's what I'm told
But everything, it all just feels the same
And my high school, it felt more to me
Like a jail cell, a penitentiary
My time spent there only made me see
That I don't ever wanna be like you
I don't wanna do the things you do
I'm never gonna hear the words you say
'Cause I don't ever wanna, I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
"Go to college, a university, get a real job,"
That's what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I'm gonna get by and just do my time, out of step while they all get in line
I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind
Do you really wanna be like them, do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of their crowd?
'Cause I don't ever wanna, no I don't ever wanna be
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up, you, don't wanna be you
Shake it once, that's fine
Shake it twice, that's okay
Shake it three times, you're playing with yourself again
You...don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem
throw all your hands up,
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me,
you, don't wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem throw all your hands up,
y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Writer: JOHN FELDMANN, BENJI MADDEN, JOEL MADDEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Forget Everything
by New Found Glory
Can we pretend for one second that we are together,
What's the point of keeping my feelings at bay,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to wake up,
Everyday,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
I can't remember the last time I saw you smile,
It might have been around this time last year,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to tell you everything is ok,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
It's gone,
Before you know it,
You can't let go of something you've never had,
It's ash until you burn it,
I hope I never see you again,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
When hell freezes over
What's the point of keeping my feelings at bay,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to wake up,
Everyday,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
I can't remember the last time I saw you smile,
It might have been around this time last year,
It takes alot of me,
To get the nerve to tell you everything is ok,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
It's gone,
Before you know it,
You can't let go of something you've never had,
It's ash until you burn it,
I hope I never see you again,
And what if I don't,
Would you even care,
Would you even care,
Forget everything that we have done,
Erase me,
From your memory,
Don't call,
Don't ask about me until the day hell freezes over,
When hell freezes over
Writer: CHAD EVERETT GILBERT, CYRUS WILLIAM BOLOOKI, IAN R. GRUSHKA, JORDAN I. PUNDIK, STEPHEN LEE KLEIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
The Hell Song
by Sum 41
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
And knowing how to change the things you've been through
I feel I've come to realize
How fast life can be compromised
Step back to see what's going on
I can't believe this happened to you
This happened to you
It's just a problem that I'm faced with am I
Not the only one who hates to stand by
Complications that are first in this line
With all these pictures running through my mind
Knowing endless consequences
I feel so useless in this
Can't back, stand back, can't ask
For me I can't believe
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up being our choice
Now that I find no way so bad
I don't think I knew what I had
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up being our choice
Now that I find no way so bad
I don't think I knew what I had
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
And knowing how to change the things you've been through
I feel I've come to realize
How fast life can be compromised
Step back to see what's going on
I can't believe this happened to you
This happened to you
It's just a problem that I'm faced with am I
Not the only one who hates to stand by
Complications that are first in this line
With all these pictures running through my mind
Knowing endless consequences
I feel so useless in this
Can't back, stand back, can't ask
For me I can't believe
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Everybody's got their problems
Everybody says the same things to you
It's just a matter how you solve them
But what else are we supposed to do
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Part of me, won't agree
Cause I don't know if this for sure
Suddenly, suddenly
I don't feel so insecure
Anymore
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up being our choice
Now that I find no way so bad
I don't think I knew what I had
Why do things that matter the most
Never end up being our choice
Now that I find no way so bad
I don't think I knew what I had
Writer: DERYCK WHIBLEY, DERYCK JASON WHIBLEY, GREIG ANDREW NORI
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Swing Swing
by The All-American Rejects
Days swiftly come and go.
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone.
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall.
Did you think that I would cry,
on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like,
being alone?
I'll find someone new
Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again.
Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old,
They bend, they fold
and so do I to a new love.
Bury me
(you thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(away. away, away...)
I'm dreaming of her
She's seeing other guys
Emotions they stir
The sun is gone.
The nights are long
And I am left while the tears fall.
Did you think that I would cry,
on the phone?
Do you know what it feels like,
being alone?
I'll find someone new
Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again.
Wish cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
She knows I was wrong
The notes are old,
They bend, they fold
and so do I to a new love.
Bury me
(you thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(away. away, away...)
Writer: NICK WHEELER, TYSON RITTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
I Dont Give
by Avril Lavigne
Everytime you go away
It actually kinda makes my day
Everytime you leave
You slam the door
You pick your words so carefully
You hate to think you're hurting me
You leave me laughing on
The floor
Cause I don't give it up, I don't give a damn
What you say about that
You know I don't give it up, I don't give a damn
What you say about that
You know I'm not gonna cry, about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
I thought we were just hanging out
So why'd you kiss me on the mouth
You thought the way you taste
Would get me high
You went to all your friends to brag
Guys are always such a drag
Don't you know the reason that I kissed you was to
Say goodbye
Cause I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
Hanging hanging out, I am simply
Hanging hanging out, I am simply
Hanging so why'd you kiss me on the mouth?
Don't you know that I...
I don't give a damn about you
I won't give it up not for you
I don't give a damn about you
I won't give it up not for you
I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
It actually kinda makes my day
Everytime you leave
You slam the door
You pick your words so carefully
You hate to think you're hurting me
You leave me laughing on
The floor
Cause I don't give it up, I don't give a damn
What you say about that
You know I don't give it up, I don't give a damn
What you say about that
You know I'm not gonna cry, about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
I thought we were just hanging out
So why'd you kiss me on the mouth
You thought the way you taste
Would get me high
You went to all your friends to brag
Guys are always such a drag
Don't you know the reason that I kissed you was to
Say goodbye
Cause I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
Hanging hanging out, I am simply
Hanging hanging out, I am simply
Hanging so why'd you kiss me on the mouth?
Don't you know that I...
I don't give a damn about you
I won't give it up not for you
I don't give a damn about you
I won't give it up not for you
I'm not gonna cry about some stupid guy
A guy who thinks he's all that
I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
You know I don't give it up
I don't give a damn what you say about that
Writer: LAUREN CHRISTY, SCOTT SPOCK, GRAHAM EDWARDS, AVRIL RAMONA LAVIGNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Laid
by Matt Nathanson
This bed is on fire with passionate love
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only cums when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I've become a bore, oh no
Ah you think you're so pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Caught your hand inside a till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought a kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Dye my eyes and call me pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy when are you coming home
Laid Laid (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
The neighbors complain about the noises above
But she only cums when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I've become a bore, oh no
Ah you think you're so pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Caught your hand inside a till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought a kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Dye my eyes and call me pretty (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Moved out of the house so you moved next door
I locked you out you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy when are you coming home
Laid Laid (eeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
Writer: TIMOTHY BOOTH, LAWRENCE GOTT, JAMES GLENNIE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
The Art Of Losing
by American Hi-Fi
Last call now I'm outta time
And I don't got no valentine
Singled out, now I stand alone
The underdog in a modern world
Suburbia is hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel alright
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
Fit the mold and do what you're told
Get a job and start growing old
9 to 5 can make your dreams come true
But I don't wanna be like you
I'm not cool and I'll never be
I break the rules and I guarantee
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
You call me a loser
Say I'm just a user
But I'll just keep on moving
Cause that's the art of losing
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing)
Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing)
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
And I don't got no valentine
Singled out, now I stand alone
The underdog in a modern world
Suburbia is hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel alright
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
Fit the mold and do what you're told
Get a job and start growing old
9 to 5 can make your dreams come true
But I don't wanna be like you
I'm not cool and I'll never be
I break the rules and I guarantee
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
You call me a loser
Say I'm just a user
But I'll just keep on moving
Cause that's the art of losing
Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two f*ck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you
Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing
Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing)
Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing)
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
Writer: STACY JONES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Fever For The Flava
by Hot Action Cop
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie
Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie
Hey whatcha say, it doesn't matter anyway
You won't do another 'cause you're getting with me
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Chorus]
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap
What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say
Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty
Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky
Let me get you butt naked licky licky
Here we go yo here's the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio
Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I'm your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let's party hardy and rock n' roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie
Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie
Hey whatcha say, it doesn't matter anyway
You won't do another 'cause you're getting with me
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Chorus]
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap
What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say
Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty
Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky
Let me get you butt naked licky licky
Here we go yo here's the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio
Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I'm your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie
She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let's party hardy and rock n' roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far
[Repeat Chorus]
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Writer: ROB WERTHNER
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Give Up The Grudge
by Gob
[Explicit Version]:
(Give up the grudge)
(Give up the grudge)
Don't make me listen to the stupid broken record again
The needle's skipping and repeating never reaching the end
You know you're bitching and complaining like you got it so tough
We're sick of all your crying will you ever shut up?
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Your Mercedes won't start
Yeah, that's a crying shame
I guess 90k a year buys nothing but complaints
The people in my neighborhood think that I'm a threat
While the boss gets richer they get deeper in debt
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
(Least I'm not alone)
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge, (Whoa)
Shut your f*cking mouth (Whoa)
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself (Whoa, whoa)
Take a look around you, (Whoa)
There ain't nobody home (Whoa)
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone (Whoa)
[Clean Version]:
(Give up the grudge)
(Give up the grudge)
Don't make me listen to the stupid broken record again
The needle's skipping and repeating never reaching the end
You know you're b****ing and complaining like you got it so tough
We're sick of all your crying will you ever shut up?
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Your Mercedes won't start
Yeah, that's a crying shame
I guess 90k a year buys nothing but complaints
The people in my neighborhood think that I'm a threat
While the boss gets richer they get deeper in debt
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
(Least I'm not alone)
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge, (Whoa)
Better shut your mouth (Whoa)
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself (Whoa, whoa)
Take a look around you, (Whoa)
There ain't nobody home (Whoa)
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone (Whoa)
(Give up the grudge)
(Give up the grudge)
Don't make me listen to the stupid broken record again
The needle's skipping and repeating never reaching the end
You know you're bitching and complaining like you got it so tough
We're sick of all your crying will you ever shut up?
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Your Mercedes won't start
Yeah, that's a crying shame
I guess 90k a year buys nothing but complaints
The people in my neighborhood think that I'm a threat
While the boss gets richer they get deeper in debt
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
(Least I'm not alone)
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Shut your f*cking mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge, (Whoa)
Shut your f*cking mouth (Whoa)
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself (Whoa, whoa)
Take a look around you, (Whoa)
There ain't nobody home (Whoa)
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone (Whoa)
[Clean Version]:
(Give up the grudge)
(Give up the grudge)
Don't make me listen to the stupid broken record again
The needle's skipping and repeating never reaching the end
You know you're b****ing and complaining like you got it so tough
We're sick of all your crying will you ever shut up?
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Your Mercedes won't start
Yeah, that's a crying shame
I guess 90k a year buys nothing but complaints
The people in my neighborhood think that I'm a threat
While the boss gets richer they get deeper in debt
So keep bleeding your fake blood 'till no one even sees it
If that's the best you can make up, at least act like you mean it
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
(Least I'm not alone)
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge,
Better shut your mouth
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself
Take a look around you,
There ain't nobody home
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone
Give up the grudge, (Whoa)
Better shut your mouth (Whoa)
Why you gotta judge everybody but yourself (Whoa, whoa)
Take a look around you, (Whoa)
There ain't nobody home (Whoa)
I may be a loser but at least I'm not alone (Whoa)
Writer: BUTCH WALKER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Bouncing Off The Walls
by Sugarcult
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
Waking up on the bathroom floor
Pull myself together just to fall once more
And my heart's still beating out of my chest
And this town is still making me sick
And every penny from my last paycheck
I've blown on you
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
So go ahead and take a picture
And hang it up so you can tear me down
I don't care
Cause I'm still here
And I've got nothing to lose
With all the years I wasted on you
Mom and Daddy got the best cocaine
Ritalin's never gonna feel the same
Twenty-four hours on an empty brain
I got my finger on the trigger and you're in the way
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
Waking up on the bathroom floor
Pull myself together just to fall once more
And my heart's still beating out of my chest
And this town is still making me sick
And every penny from my last paycheck
I've blown on you
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
So go ahead and take a picture
And hang it up so you can tear me down
I don't care
Cause I'm still here
And I've got nothing to lose
With all the years I wasted on you
Mom and Daddy got the best cocaine
Ritalin's never gonna feel the same
Twenty-four hours on an empty brain
I got my finger on the trigger and you're in the way
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I threw away my reputation
One more song for the radio station
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again
I'm looking like a fool again
I'm bouncing off the walls again
Writer: DAVE EVANS, PAUL DAVID HEWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Come Back Around
by Feeder
Turning in to something
Drifting off to always
Got to pull myself back in
Holding back the questions
Bruised with all rejections
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Come back around
I miss you around
Reaching out for someone
Burning out for solo
Got to pull myself back in
There's no new religion
And there's no real solution
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Come back around
Come back around
Feel you're going under
So keep on treading water
Got to pull myself back in
Feel no obligation
No more indecision
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Drifting off to always
Got to pull myself back in
Holding back the questions
Bruised with all rejections
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Come back around
I miss you around
Reaching out for someone
Burning out for solo
Got to pull myself back in
There's no new religion
And there's no real solution
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Come back around
Come back around
Feel you're going under
So keep on treading water
Got to pull myself back in
Feel no obligation
No more indecision
Got to pull myself back in
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
To come back
We've suffered the breaks
You know I still remember it
It keeps burning away
I know that you may take a while
I know that you may take a while
To come back around
Writer: GRANT NICHOLAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Any Ohter Girl
by NU
you cannot run
you cannot hide
everything they tell you
is messing up your mind
they don't give up
and i don't give in
boys are made for pleasure
and girls are made for sin
(CHORUS)
excuses all around
they try to get you down saying
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
you better look good
you've got to have height
all they do is drink and talk about the fight
dancing is cute
and kissing is fun
but love is just a stormer
the game has just begun
Excuses all around
they try to get you down saying
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
come in and meet the boys
but i don't wanna feel like
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
na na na na
(na na na na)
na-na-na-na-na
(na-na-na-na-na)
x 5
you cannot hide
everything they tell you
is messing up your mind
they don't give up
and i don't give in
boys are made for pleasure
and girls are made for sin
(CHORUS)
excuses all around
they try to get you down saying
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
you better look good
you've got to have height
all they do is drink and talk about the fight
dancing is cute
and kissing is fun
but love is just a stormer
the game has just begun
Excuses all around
they try to get you down saying
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
come in and meet the boys
but i don't wanna feel like
any other girl
(any other girl)
come on baby show it
(come on baby show it)
come in and meet the boys
(get down and see the toys)
but i don't wanna feel like
(i don't wanna feel like)
any other girl
(any other girl)
na na na na
(na na na na)
na-na-na-na-na
(na-na-na-na-na)
x 5
Writer: LARS IVERSEN, MORTEN HELAESEN, PETER IVERSEN, STINE JACOBSEN
Copyright: Lyrics © TEN TEN MUSIC GROUP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © TEN TEN MUSIC GROUP INC
Beloved
by The Working Title
Come to me like in my dreams
Spinning everything
And all the while my bones fight
Not to crash down
Now that I know you can be
Everything I need
And anything I'd do to
Find your name
Because in my subconscious
I feel so complete
When we're rolling over hills
In the Massai Land
Watching angels as I speak
Soaring over me
Because every day is a race into the night
I could try to find out
Why these old wings won't fly
Until I close my eyes
Count the lines
And find I'm soaring high
Oh to look up and find you with wings on tight
Your head faced down
You're spinning around
Crashing down on me
Beloved
Follow me to where we hid
The rest of our longs lives
Dreaming in the sun to float away
The manna mysteriously will nourish every day
And thanking God we fold down to pray
I'll find you
And you'll know me from all your dreams
And I'll be
Everything that I know you can be
Dreaming. Loving
And I'll (you'll) be everything
Please come whisper all you know
About this thing called love
And feel it as you speak
Draw you to me
Note the swell that passion brings
And feel it in the air
Come step of from your ledge to soar with me
Spinning everything
And all the while my bones fight
Not to crash down
Now that I know you can be
Everything I need
And anything I'd do to
Find your name
Because in my subconscious
I feel so complete
When we're rolling over hills
In the Massai Land
Watching angels as I speak
Soaring over me
Because every day is a race into the night
I could try to find out
Why these old wings won't fly
Until I close my eyes
Count the lines
And find I'm soaring high
Oh to look up and find you with wings on tight
Your head faced down
You're spinning around
Crashing down on me
Beloved
Follow me to where we hid
The rest of our longs lives
Dreaming in the sun to float away
The manna mysteriously will nourish every day
And thanking God we fold down to pray
I'll find you
And you'll know me from all your dreams
And I'll be
Everything that I know you can be
Dreaming. Loving
And I'll (you'll) be everything
Please come whisper all you know
About this thing called love
And feel it as you speak
Draw you to me
Note the swell that passion brings
And feel it in the air
Come step of from your ledge to soar with me
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Calling You
by Blue October
It's something I can't quite explain
I'm so in love with you
You'll never take that away
And if I've said a hundred times before
Expect a thousand more
You'll never take that away
So expect me to be
Calling you to see
If you're okay when I'm not around
Asking "if you love me"
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
I thought that the world had lost it's sway
(It's so hard sometimes)
Then I fell in love with you
(Then came you)
And you took that away
(It's not so difficult
The world is not so difficult)
You take away the old
Show me the new
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you
So while I'm on this phone
A hundred miles from home
I'll take the words you gave me and send them back to you
I only want to see
If you're okay when I'm not around
Asking "if you love me"
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm so in love with you
You'll never take that away
And if I've said a hundred times before
Expect a thousand more
You'll never take that away
So expect me to be
Calling you to see
If you're okay when I'm not around
Asking "if you love me"
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
I thought that the world had lost it's sway
(It's so hard sometimes)
Then I fell in love with you
(Then came you)
And you took that away
(It's not so difficult
The world is not so difficult)
You take away the old
Show me the new
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you
So while I'm on this phone
A hundred miles from home
I'll take the words you gave me and send them back to you
I only want to see
If you're okay when I'm not around
Asking "if you love me"
I love the way you make it sound
Calling you to see
Do I try too hard to make you smile?
To make a smile
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Well I will keep calling you to see
If you're sleeping are you're dreaming
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me
I can't believe you actually picked me
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Writer: JUSTIN S FURSTENFELD
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Honey & the Moon
by Joseph Arthur
Don't know why I'm still afraid
If you weren't real I would make you up
Now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
And deep
As the sea
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives.
Remember when we first met
And everything was still a bet
In love's game
You would call; I'd call you back
And then I'd leave
A message
On your answering machine
But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives
Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom, freedom
Run away
Run away tonight
We're made out of blood and rust
Looking for someone to trust
Without
A fight
I think that you came too soon
You're the honey and the moon
That lights
Up my night
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish that I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives
Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom freedom
Run away
Run away tonight
We got too much time to kill
Like pigeons on my windowsill
We hang around
Ever since I've been with you
You hold me up
All the time I've falling down
But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives
If you weren't real I would make you up
Now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
And deep
As the sea
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives.
Remember when we first met
And everything was still a bet
In love's game
You would call; I'd call you back
And then I'd leave
A message
On your answering machine
But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom,
Where no one lives
Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom, freedom
Run away
Run away tonight
We're made out of blood and rust
Looking for someone to trust
Without
A fight
I think that you came too soon
You're the honey and the moon
That lights
Up my night
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish that I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives
Freedom
Run away tonight
Freedom freedom
Run away
Run away tonight
We got too much time to kill
Like pigeons on my windowsill
We hang around
Ever since I've been with you
You hold me up
All the time I've falling down
But right now
Everything is turning blue,
And right now
The sun is trying to kill the moon,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Of freedom
Where no one lives
Writer: JOSEPH LYBURN ARTHUR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Into The Mystic
by The Wallflowers
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl...
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl...
Writer: VAN MORRISON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
American Wedding (known as American Pie 3: The Wedding or American Pie: The Wedding, in some countries) is a 2003 American sex comedy film written by Adam Herz and directed by Jesse Dylan. It is the sequel to American Pie (1999) and American Pie 2 (2001), and the third of the American Pie franchise.
The film's soundtrack includes songs by Van Morrison, Blue October, The Working Title, Foo Fighters, Feeder, Avril Lavigne, American Hi-Fi, Sum 41, the All-American Rejects, Joseph Arthur, New Found Glory, and Hot Action Cop. Everclear, Badly Drawn Boy and The Libertines also have songs in the feature. Note that most songs used were already singles. And, this is the first film to feature the song "Laid" (Matt Nathanson covering the band James) in both the trailers and the opening sequence. Notably, it is also the only film in the series to not play the song "Mrs. Robinson" in a scene where Finch has sex with Stifler's mother.
The song "Into the Mystic", played at the end of the film when Jim and Michelle take to the dance floor at the reception, begins as Van Morrison's recording, but midway through it changes to The Wallflowers' cover version due to licensing reasons.[citation needed] The band's lead singer Jakob Dylan is the brother of the film's director Jesse Dyl
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Soundtrack The film's soundtrack includes songs by Van Morrison, Blue October, The Working Title, Foo Fighters, Feeder, Avril Lavigne, American Hi-Fi, Sum 41, the All-American Rejects, Joseph Arthur, New Found Glory, and Hot Action Cop. Everclear, Badly Drawn Boy and The Libertines also have songs in the feature. Note that most songs used were already singles. And, this is the first film to feature the song "Laid" (Matt Nathanson covering the band James) in both the trailers and the opening sequence. Notably, it is also the only film in the series to not play the song "Mrs. Robinson" in a scene where Finch has sex with Stifler's mother.
The song "Into the Mystic", played at the end of the film when Jim and Michelle take to the dance floor at the reception, begins as Van Morrison's recording, but midway through it changes to The Wallflowers' cover version due to licensing reasons.[citation needed] The band's lead singer Jakob Dylan is the brother of the film's director Jesse Dyl
Length: 59:00
Released: July 21st, 2003
Year: 2003