WE ARE SEX BOB-OMB!!!
ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR
Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah
Let me make your stasis
My-my-my-my Serpentine
I got a breathalyzer
And a (bad ass dream?)
(Random Yelling, Yeah yeah, 2-3-4, nanananana, etc)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
YEAH
Scott Pilgrim vs. the World Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Scott Pilgrim vs. the World Soundtrack Lyrics
- Sex Bob-Omb - We Are Sex Bob-Omb
- Plumtree - Scott Pilgrim
- Frank Black - I Hear Ramona Sing
- Beachwood Sparks - By Your Side
- The Black Lips - O Katrina!
- Crash and the Boys - I am Sad so Very Very Sad
- Crash and the Boys - We Hate You Please Die
- Sex Bob-Omb - Garbage Truck
- T Rex - Teenage Dream
- The Bluetones - Sleazy Bed Track
- Blood Red Shoes - Its Getting Boring By The Sea
- Metric - Black Sheep
- Sex Bob-Omb - Threshold
- Broken Social Scene - Anthems for a Seventeen Year Old Girl
- The Rolling Stones - Under My Thumb
- Beck - Ramona (Acoustic Version)
- Beck - Ramona
- Sex Bob-Omb - Summertime
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Plumtree - Scott Pilgrim
I've liked you for a thousand years.
I can't wait until I see you.
You can't stand to see me that way.
No matter what I do, no matter what I say.
Yeah!
I can't wait until I see you.
You can't stand to see me that way.
No matter what I do, no matter what I say.
Yeah!
Writer: NIGEL TIMOTHY GODRICH
Copyright: Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP. OBO UNIVERSAL PICTURES MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP. OBO UNIVERSAL PICTURES MUSIC
Frank Black - I Hear Ramona Sing
I had so many problems
And then I got me a Walkman
I really liked it a lot and
They walked right in and they solved them
They walked right in and they solved them
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
There were moments in the night
It was all right
There were moments in the night
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
I don't care if they're real or they're pseudo
I don't care if they get any higher
I hope if someone retires
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
There were moments in the night
It was all right
There were moments in the night
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
And then I got me a Walkman
I really liked it a lot and
They walked right in and they solved them
They walked right in and they solved them
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
There were moments in the night
It was all right
There were moments in the night
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
I don't care if they're real or they're pseudo
I don't care if they get any higher
I hope if someone retires
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
They pull another menudo
There were moments in the night
It was all right
There were moments in the night
I heard Ramona sing
And I heard everything
The speed they're traveling
They are the only thing
Ramona
Writer: CHARLES THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Beachwood Sparks - By Your Side
You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you want
And if only you could see into me
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
When you're on the outside baby and you can't get in
I will show you, you're so much better than you know
When you're lost and you're alone and you cant get back again
I will find you darling and I will bring you home
And if you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes
And in no time, you'll be fine
You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think id leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you want
And if only you could see into me
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
Oh when you're low
I'll be there by your side baby
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
Oh when you're low
I'll be there by your side baby
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you want
And if only you could see into me
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
When you're on the outside baby and you can't get in
I will show you, you're so much better than you know
When you're lost and you're alone and you cant get back again
I will find you darling and I will bring you home
And if you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes
And in no time, you'll be fine
You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think id leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you want
And if only you could see into me
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
Oh when you're low
I'll be there by your side baby
Oh when you're cold, I'll be there
Hold you tight to me
Oh when you're low
I'll be there by your side baby
Writer: Paul Denman, Stuart Matthewman, Helen Adu, Andrew Hale
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Black Lips - O Katrina!
Oh, Katrina, why you gotta be mean?
You stole my heart way down in New Orleans
I can't believe what I saw on the tv screen
Oh, Katrina, why can't you be serene?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be?
Oh, Katrina, why you gotta be mean?
You stole my heart way down in New Orleans
I can't believe what I saw on the tv screen
Oh, Katrina, why can't you be serene?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina, oh,
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean now?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) oh, why you gotta be mean now?
(Oh, Katrina) oh, Katrina, no
Oh, Katrina, no
Why you gotta be mean now?
Why you gotta be mean?
Oh, why you gotta be mean now?
You stole my heart way down in New Orleans
I can't believe what I saw on the tv screen
Oh, Katrina, why can't you be serene?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be?
Oh, Katrina, why you gotta be mean?
You stole my heart way down in New Orleans
I can't believe what I saw on the tv screen
Oh, Katrina, why can't you be serene?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be?
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina (oh, Katrina)
Oh, Katrina, oh,
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean now?
(Oh, Katrina) why you gotta be mean?
(Oh, Katrina) oh, why you gotta be mean now?
(Oh, Katrina) oh, Katrina, no
Oh, Katrina, no
Why you gotta be mean now?
Why you gotta be mean?
Oh, why you gotta be mean now?
Writer: Anders Osborne, John Scott Sherrill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Crash and the Boys - I am Sad so Very Very Sad
This song is called, I'm sad, so very, very, sad
So sad
Thank you, this next one's called, we hate you, please die
So sad
Thank you, this next one's called, we hate you, please die
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Crash and the Boys - We Hate You Please Die
I can't feel you
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
I can't speak 'cause
Love don't stink
Love don't stink
Love don't stink like that cottage cheese
I hear my god in a coma freeze
I hear my god in a come freeze
Lonely
Lonely
I can't feel you
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
I can't speak
Cause love don't stink
Love don't stink
Love don't stink like that cottage cheese
I hear my god in a coma freeze
I hear my god in a coma freeze
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely, lonely like you.
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
I can't speak 'cause
Love don't stink
Love don't stink
Love don't stink like that cottage cheese
I hear my god in a coma freeze
I hear my god in a come freeze
Lonely
Lonely
I can't feel you
I can't feel you
I can't hear you
I can't speak
Cause love don't stink
Love don't stink
Love don't stink like that cottage cheese
I hear my god in a coma freeze
I hear my god in a coma freeze
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely, lonely like you.
Writer: BRENDAN CANNING, CHARLES SPEARIN, KEVIN DREW, OHAD BENCHETRIT
Copyright: Lyrics © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
Sex Bob-Omb - Garbage Truck
I'll take you for a ride
On my garbage truck
Oh no
I'll take you to the dump
Cuz you're my queen
Take you uptown
I'll show you the sights
You know you wanna ride
On my garbage truck
truck truck truck
We'll pass (the measures?) by
Drive right through the needle's eye
Oh my
my my my my
I got a stereo
Tou just gotta turn the knob
And baby we'll go
As far as we can
I'll be your garbage man
I'll take out your junk
and crush it down
Jesus in the rear view
and the highway patrol is up ahead
in my garbage truck
truck
i'll never throw you away
when you're old and grey
we'll just (fold?) it away
On my garbage truck
Oh no
I'll take you to the dump
Cuz you're my queen
Take you uptown
I'll show you the sights
You know you wanna ride
On my garbage truck
truck truck truck
We'll pass (the measures?) by
Drive right through the needle's eye
Oh my
my my my my
I got a stereo
Tou just gotta turn the knob
And baby we'll go
As far as we can
I'll be your garbage man
I'll take out your junk
and crush it down
Jesus in the rear view
and the highway patrol is up ahead
in my garbage truck
truck
i'll never throw you away
when you're old and grey
we'll just (fold?) it away
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
T Rex - Teenage Dream
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
surprise, surprise
the boys are home
my gaurdian angel
run down my telephone
the heats on, mister
can't you hear them scream,
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
the curfew comes
at the crack of night
the sad old wino
aches to dissapate the fright
the jet jump jiver
speeds past his machine, but
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
a broken god
from a musky world
sweetly mouth touched
him on its spur
his prison guards
were very hard to clean, but
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
do it, do it, do it to me babe
do it to me babe, aha!
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
the wizard of oz,
and the bums and theives
ruled my girl
with tuetonic teeth
but all was lost
when her mouth turned green
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
silver surfer
and the ragged kid
are all sad and rusted
ah, they don't have a gift
believe me Pope Paul,
my toes are clean
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
black is black
and white is white
some go to heaven
and some get it night
the bomb was a brute
but his winged screams......
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
yea ... aaaaaaaah
(song ends, turns to just
piano and Marc on guitar)
.....I'm talking teen agey woman,
I'm talking to you
(editor note: to band)
"play them blues to me boy"
"ride it off"
surprise, surprise
the boys are home
my gaurdian angel
run down my telephone
the heats on, mister
can't you hear them scream,
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
the curfew comes
at the crack of night
the sad old wino
aches to dissapate the fright
the jet jump jiver
speeds past his machine, but
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
a broken god
from a musky world
sweetly mouth touched
him on its spur
his prison guards
were very hard to clean, but
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
do it, do it, do it to me babe
do it to me babe, aha!
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
the wizard of oz,
and the bums and theives
ruled my girl
with tuetonic teeth
but all was lost
when her mouth turned green
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
silver surfer
and the ragged kid
are all sad and rusted
ah, they don't have a gift
believe me Pope Paul,
my toes are clean
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
black is black
and white is white
some go to heaven
and some get it night
the bomb was a brute
but his winged screams......
what ever happened to the teenage dream?
yea ... aaaaaaaah
(song ends, turns to just
piano and Marc on guitar)
.....I'm talking teen agey woman,
I'm talking to you
(editor note: to band)
"play them blues to me boy"
"ride it off"
Writer: Marc Bolan
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group
The Bluetones - Sleazy Bed Track
I know it's getting late.
But if you'd like to talk a little more.
Well that's alright with me.
I'm feeling kinda tired.
But it ain't exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
And I know I shouldn't say.
But you've been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can't feel them working any more.
So pour them down the sink.
And listen to me.
All you've gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let's forget about sleep, and lay down.
Why hide your face from me?
Why turn away?
All I wanna do is pull you closer and say:
I'm feeling kinda tired.
But it ain't exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
Will you listen to me?
All you've gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let's forget about sleep, just lay down with me.
Lay down next to me.
Lay down with me.
I know I shouldn't say.
But you've been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think, you know it got me thinking.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can't feel them working any more.
So pour them all right down the sink.
But if you'd like to talk a little more.
Well that's alright with me.
I'm feeling kinda tired.
But it ain't exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
And I know I shouldn't say.
But you've been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can't feel them working any more.
So pour them down the sink.
And listen to me.
All you've gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let's forget about sleep, and lay down.
Why hide your face from me?
Why turn away?
All I wanna do is pull you closer and say:
I'm feeling kinda tired.
But it ain't exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
Will you listen to me?
All you've gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let's forget about sleep, just lay down with me.
Lay down next to me.
Lay down with me.
I know I shouldn't say.
But you've been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think, you know it got me thinking.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can't feel them working any more.
So pour them all right down the sink.
Writer: ADAM PATRICK DEVLIN, EDWARD DANIEL CHESTER, MARK JAMES MORRISS, SCOTT EDWARD MORRISS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Blood Red Shoes - Its Getting Boring By The Sea
leave your parcel at the front door and
run away like you did before
blisters
blisters
blisters
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
such a harsh town
yet so easily
it's never been much
in front of me
keep quiet
keep quiet
keep quiet
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
leave your parcel at the front door and
run away like you did before
blisters
blisters
blisters
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
run away like you did before
blisters
blisters
blisters
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
such a harsh town
yet so easily
it's never been much
in front of me
keep quiet
keep quiet
keep quiet
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
oh no, no no no no
i can't escape anything in this town
knock yourself out
anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
(can't escape) anything in this town
leave your parcel at the front door and
run away like you did before
blisters
blisters
blisters
let's consider a change of scenery
it's getting boring by the sea
pictures
pictures
pictures
Writer: LAURA MARY CARTER, LAURA-MARY CARTER, STEVEN ANSELL
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Metric - Black Sheep
Black sheep, come home
Black sheep, come home
Black sheep, come home
Hello again, friend of a friend
I knew you when
Our common goal was waiting for the world to end
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip
Shape-shift and trick
The past again
I'll send you my love on a wire
Lift you up every time
Everyone, ooh
Pulls away, ooh
From you
Got balls of steel
Got an automobile for a minimum wage
Got real estate, I'm buying it all up in outer space
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip
Shape-shift and trick
The past again
I'll send you my love on a wire
Lit you up every time
Everyone, ooh
Pulls away, ooh
It's a mechanical bull at number one
You'll take a ride from anyone
Everyone wants a ride
Pulls away, ooh
From you
Black sheep, come home
Black sheep, come home
Hello again, friend of a friend
I knew you when
Our common goal was waiting for the world to end
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip
Shape-shift and trick
The past again
I'll send you my love on a wire
Lift you up every time
Everyone, ooh
Pulls away, ooh
From you
Got balls of steel
Got an automobile for a minimum wage
Got real estate, I'm buying it all up in outer space
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip
Shape-shift and trick
The past again
I'll send you my love on a wire
Lit you up every time
Everyone, ooh
Pulls away, ooh
It's a mechanical bull at number one
You'll take a ride from anyone
Everyone wants a ride
Pulls away, ooh
From you
Writer: EMILY HAINES, JAMES SHAW
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sex Bob-Omb - Threshold
This is the beginning of the song
I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The creme de la creme, effeminate abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My body's stupid, my stereo putrid
Spilling out music into raw sewage
I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My threshold
My threshold
Reaching my threshold
I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The creme de la creme, effeminate abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My threshold
I explode
Reaching my threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(Reaching my threshold)
My threshold
I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The creme de la creme, effeminate abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My body's stupid, my stereo putrid
Spilling out music into raw sewage
I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My threshold
My threshold
Reaching my threshold
I'm hearing voices, animal noises
The creme de la creme, effeminate abyss
And I'm reaching my threshold
Staring at the truth 'till I'm blind
My threshold
I explode
Reaching my threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(My threshold)
My threshold
(Reaching my threshold)
My threshold
Writer: Beck Hansen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Broken Social Scene - Anthems for a Seventeen Year Old Girl
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Can't you come back?
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under my window
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
(Dream about me)
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
(Dream about me)
Park that car, drop that phone
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and he liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Can't you come back?
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under your breath
Bleaching your teeth, smiling flash, talking trash, under my window
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
(Dream about me)
Park that car, drop that phone, park that car, drop that phone
(Dream about me)
Park that car, drop that phone
Used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
Now you're all gone got your make-up on and you're not coming back
Writer: Brendan Canning, Charles Ivan Spearin, Emily Haines, James Shaw, Jessica Moss, John Jefferson Crossingham, Justin Peroff, Kevin Drew
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG Rights Management, ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG Rights Management, ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
The Rolling Stones - Under My Thumb
Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
And ain't it the truth babe?
Under my thumb
It's a squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways
It's down to me
Yes it is
The way she does just what she's told down to me
The change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, ah, say it's alright
Under my thumb
Is a Siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb
She's the sweetest, hm, pet in the world
It's down to me
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, take it easy babe
Yeah
It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright
Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else
It's down to me, oh, that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright
Say it's all
Say it's all
Take it easy babe
Take it easy babe
Feels alright
Take it, take it easy babe
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
And ain't it the truth babe?
Under my thumb
It's a squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways
It's down to me
Yes it is
The way she does just what she's told down to me
The change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, ah, say it's alright
Under my thumb
Is a Siamese cat of a girl
Under my thumb
She's the sweetest, hm, pet in the world
It's down to me
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Ah, take it easy babe
Yeah
It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright
Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else
It's down to me, oh, that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright
Say it's all
Say it's all
Take it easy babe
Take it easy babe
Feels alright
Take it, take it easy babe
Writer: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Abkco Music Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Abkco Music Inc.
Writer: Beck Hansen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Beck - Ramona
Here we go, 1 2 3 4
There's nothing left to hide
You can see it in my eyes
Oh I've tried to be who I thought you wanted
And if it's all a lie
The truth's not far behind
We could try to live right for the moment
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
If only I had known
It's less than what I felt
Why should I have nothing to fear from?
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
There's nothing left to hide
You can see it in my eyes
Oh I've tried to be who I thought you wanted
And if it's all a lie
The truth's not far behind
We could try to live right for the moment
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
If only I had known
It's less than what I felt
Why should I have nothing to fear from?
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Ramona
Writer: Beck Hansen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sex Bob-Omb - Summertime
I peeled off my face, I tore up my room
I read my own rights and I filled them with glue
I turned the commercial into a creepshow
I peeped at the gods with their bodies all day-glo
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut strut strut
I'm gonna
I'm combing my braids, I'm sneezing my brain
Drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave
I'm wearing myself inside out
And I'm wearing my welcome inside out
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut my stuff
Woo
People getting touchy when I touch my thighs
And take a vacation under friendly skies
With my peacock heart, I want to grunt and groan
Cut and paste all I've ever known
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut my stuff
Oh oh oh oh oh
With my peacock hands and my tangerine skulls
And my grizzly bear face and my voice from Target
Summertime
Gonna strut my stuff
I'm gonna strut strut
Going backwards in time
With my questionable eyes
And I'm drinking my grave
And I stood on my face
I read my own rights and I filled them with glue
I turned the commercial into a creepshow
I peeped at the gods with their bodies all day-glo
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut strut strut
I'm gonna
I'm combing my braids, I'm sneezing my brain
Drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave
I'm wearing myself inside out
And I'm wearing my welcome inside out
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut my stuff
Woo
People getting touchy when I touch my thighs
And take a vacation under friendly skies
With my peacock heart, I want to grunt and groan
Cut and paste all I've ever known
It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut my stuff
Oh oh oh oh oh
With my peacock hands and my tangerine skulls
And my grizzly bear face and my voice from Target
Summertime
Gonna strut my stuff
I'm gonna strut strut
Going backwards in time
With my questionable eyes
And I'm drinking my grave
And I stood on my face
Writer: Beck Hansen
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Two soundtrack albums were released for the motion picture Scott Pilgrim vs. the World: an original soundtrack and an original score. Co-writer, co-producer, and director Edgar Wright, co-producer Marc Platt, and music producer/composer Nigel Godrich, who also composed the original score, served as executive producers of both albums. The soundtrack includes music by Beck, Broken Social Scene, Metric, Black Lips, T. Rex, the Rolling Stones, Frank Black and Plumtree. They were released on August 10, 2010; the original score only on digital download. A 2021 re-release saw additional music by Brie Larson added to the soundtrack, and a physical version of the score.
The film follows a battle of the bands plot, with the fictional bands each based on a different real music act; production of the soundtrack began several years before the film's release. Though several of the film's actors (those in the fictional bands Sex Bob-Omb and Crash and the Boys) perform on the soundtrack, the film did not look to cast musicians, but lead actor Michael Cera could play bass guitar like his character. The actors for the fictional band the Clash at Demonhead recorded for their music, but were not included on the soundtrack album except as a bonus music video. A song performed by actor Satya Bhabha is included on the score, rather than the soundtrack.
Other songs included are mostly from Canadian and British acts, influenced by British producer and director Wright, and the Scott Pilgrim graphic novel's Canadian author Bryan Lee O'Malley. The soundtrack was released on ABKCO Records, which also allowed the team to use a song by the Rolling Stones for the film and album.
The soundtrack peaked at number 2 on the U.S. Billboard soundtrack chart, also charting in other countries. It received generally positive reviews; the original song "We Are Sex Bob-Omb" won a critics' award and was nominated for two others.
Genre(s):
Rock, alternative rock, indie rock, noise rock, garage rock revival, post-punk revival, soundtrack The film follows a battle of the bands plot, with the fictional bands each based on a different real music act; production of the soundtrack began several years before the film's release. Though several of the film's actors (those in the fictional bands Sex Bob-Omb and Crash and the Boys) perform on the soundtrack, the film did not look to cast musicians, but lead actor Michael Cera could play bass guitar like his character. The actors for the fictional band the Clash at Demonhead recorded for their music, but were not included on the soundtrack album except as a bonus music video. A song performed by actor Satya Bhabha is included on the score, rather than the soundtrack.
Other songs included are mostly from Canadian and British acts, influenced by British producer and director Wright, and the Scott Pilgrim graphic novel's Canadian author Bryan Lee O'Malley. The soundtrack was released on ABKCO Records, which also allowed the team to use a song by the Rolling Stones for the film and album.
The soundtrack peaked at number 2 on the U.S. Billboard soundtrack chart, also charting in other countries. It received generally positive reviews; the original song "We Are Sex Bob-Omb" won a critics' award and was nominated for two others.
Length: 56:55
Released: August 10th, 2010
Year: 2010