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Say, won't you stay

 

We can talk about nothing at all

 

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Or sit here and make up the words

 

As we go along

 

They told me maybe she's crazy

 

A little like you

 

Everyone said you were nothing but trouble

 

And all that I know
is that I've never been here before

 

I don't need to pretend anymore

 

Strange, so strange

 

½Å³µ±¸³ª

 

When it feels better being alone

 

You'll accept there is nobody else

 

Then set it in stone

 

And they told me maybe she's crazy

 

A little like you

 

Everyone said...

 

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Sa5m ³Ê´Â

 

Young Folks

 

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ÀÌ°Ô Sa5mÀÌÁÒ

 

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If I told you things I did before

 

Told you how I used to be

 

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Would you go along with someone like me?

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Would you go along with someone like me?

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Would you go along with someone like me?

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If you knew my story word for word

 

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Had all of my history

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Had all of my history

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Would you go along with someone like me?

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Would you go along with someone like me?

 

And we don't care about the young folks

 

Talking about the young style

 

And we don't care about the old folks

 

Talking about the old style too

 

And we don't care about our own faults

 

¡¡ 
Talking about our own style

Sa5m - 5´Â ¹¬À½ÀÌ¿¹¿ä
Talking about our own style

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All we care about is talking

 

Talking only me and you

 

And we don't care about the young folks

 

Talking about the young style

 

And we don't care about the old folks

 

Talking about the old style too

 

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And we don't care about our own faults

 

Talking about our own style

 

¹Ì¾ÈÇØ, Sa5m
All we care about is talking

 

Talking only me and you

 

Talking only me and you

 

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Someone To Fall Back On

 

I'll never be

 

A knight in armor with a sword in hand

 

Or a kamikaze fighter

 

Don't count on me

 

To storm the barricades and take a stand

 

Or hold my ground

 

You'll never see any scars or wounds

 

I don't walk on coals

 

I won't walk on water

 

I am no prince

 

I am no saint

 

I am not anyone's wildest dream

 

But I will stand behind

 

And be someone to fall back on

 

¹Ù·Î ÀÌ ³ë·¡¾ß

 

Some comedy

 

You're bruised and beaten down

 

And I am the one who's looking for a favor

 

Still, honestly

 

You don't believe me
But the things I have

 

Are the things you need

 

You look at me like I don't make sense

 

Like a waste of time
Like it serves no purpose

 

I am no prince
I am no saint

 

And if that's what you believe you need

 

You're wrong
You don't need much

 

You need someone to fall back on

 

And I'll be that
I'll take your side

 

If I'm the only one

 

I'm used to that

 

I've been alone

 

I'd rather be

 

The half of us

 

The least of you

 

The best of me

 

And I will be

 

I'll be your prince
I'll be your saint

 

I will go crashing through fences
in your name

 

I will, I swear

 

I'll be someone to fall back on

 

I'll be the one who waits

 

And for as long as you let me

 

I will be the one you need

 

I'll be someone to fall back on

 

Someone to fall back on

 

One to fall back on

 

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À۳⠿©¸§¿¡ ¾Æºü°¡ º´ÀÌ µå¼ÌÀ» ¶§

 

³­ ½Å²², ¿ìÁÖ¿¡,

 

³» ¸»À» µè´Â ´©±¸¿¡°Ô°Ç ¾à¼ÓÀ» Çß¾î

 

³­ ´Þ¶óÁö°Ú´Ù°í

 

´õ ÂøÇØÁö°Ú´Ù°í.
´õ ÁÁÀº »ç¶÷ÀÌ µÇ°Ú´Ù°í

 

º¥À̶û ÀÖÀ» ¶§ ³»°¡ ÇൿµéÀ»
¾Æºü´Â ½È¾îÇϼ̾î

 

Àα⠾ø´Â ¾ÖµéÀ» ´Ù·ç´Â ¹æ½Äµµ

 

±×·¡¼­ ³­ º¯Çϱâ·Î Çß¾î

 

±«¹°µéÀ» µµ¿ì¸ç ÀÚ¿øºÀ»ç¸¦ Çß¾î
³­ Ä£±¸µéÀ» ¶°³µ°í ¹êµå¸¦ ¶°³µ¾î

 

³¯ ±×·± »ç¶÷µé°ú ¶³¾î¶ß¸®´Â
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±×·± »ç¶÷µéÀ̶õ.. ³ª

 

³ª °°Àº »ç¶÷µé

 

±×·¯´Ï±î ¿ì¸®´Â ±×Àú

 

¾Æºü°¡ ³´µµ·Ï ÇÏ·Á´Â ½ÇÇèÀ̾ú´ø °Å¾ß?

 

Á¤¸» ¹ÌÄ£ ¼Ò¸®Ã³·³ µé¸°´Ù´Â °Å ¾Ë¾Æ...

 

¼ÖÁ÷È÷, ¼£·Ô
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³×°¡ ³» Á¦ÀÏ Ä£ÇÑ Ä£±¸°¡ µÈ´Ù´Â °Ô ¸»À̾ß

 

À̺Á!
³Í Àß³­ µíÀÌ ±¼°í ÀÖÁö¸¸

 

°ÅÁþ¸»¿¡ ´ëÇØ ³ª¸¦ ÆÇ´ÜÇÏ·Áµå´Â
ÀÚ½ÅÀº ´©±¸ÀÎÁö ½º½º·Î ¹°¾îºÁ

 

µÎÀ§!

 

±×°Ç DWIÀ» ÀǹÌÇÏ´Â °Å¾ß, ¸ÂÁö?

 

Driving while intoxicated?
(À½ÁÖ ¿îÀü)

 

¾î´À°Ô ´õ ¾È ÁÁÀº ÀÏÀÎÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ù

 

±×¸¦ À§ÇØ Àλý Àüü¸¦ ¹Ù²Ü¸¸Å­
³Ê¹«³ª »ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ¾Æ¹öÁö¸¦ ÀÒ´Â °Í°ú

 

ºÎ²ô·¯¿î ¾Æ¹öÁö¸¦ °¡Áö°í À־
Àλý Àüü¸¦ ²Ù¹Ì´Â °Í Áß¿¡¼­ ¸»¾ß

 

»èÁ¦ÇϽðڽÀ´Ï±î?

»èÁ¦ Áß

»èÁ¦µÇ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù

 

 

À°Æ÷ Á» ¸ÔÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ¾î¿ä?

 

¾ê ³ó´ãÇÏ´Â °ÅÁö?

 

³×°¡ ±×³à¿¡ ´ëÇØ °æ°íÇØÁá´Âµ¥

 

³»°¡ µèÁú ¾Ê¾Ò¾î

 

±×³à´Â ¾î¿ ¼ö ¾ø¾î
±×·± ¿©ÀÚµéÀº ¿ø·¡ ±×·¸°Ô Ÿ°í³µ¾î

 

¿ì¸®´Â ¾î¶»°Ô Ÿ°í³µÀ»±î?

 

±×·¯´Ï±î, Áö±Ý È®½ÇÈ÷ ³­ ¾ÖÀÏ »ÓÀÌÁö¸¸

 

¾Æ¹«Æ°

 

¹¹°¡ ¹Ù²ð±î?

 

¾Æ¹«°Íµµ

 

³­ ±×³É ¾ÕÀ¸·Î

 

ºÒÇàÇϰÚÁö

 

È¥ÀÚÀÏÅ×°í

 

¸ðµç °É °Ì³»¸é¼­

 

³Í È¥ÀÚ°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¾ß, Àª

 

½ÇÇè? ¿ì¸®´Â ±×Àú ±×³àÀÇ ½ÇÇèÀ̾ú¾î?

 

³­ °è¼Ó »ý°¢ÇØ...

 

¹»?

 

ÀÌ ¸ðµç ½Ã°£µ¿¾È
³ÊÈñ°¡ ±×Àú ¼£·ÔÀÇ ½ÇÇèÀÇ ÀϺο´´Ù¸é

 

±×·¯¸é ÁøÂ¥´Â ¹¹Áö?

 

¼£·Ô°ú ±×³àÀÇ ½ÇÇèÀÌ »ç½ÇÀº

 

´Ù¸¥ ´©±º°¡ÀÇ ´õ Å« ½ÇÇèÀÇ ÀϺο´´Ù¸é?

 

¿ì¸®º¸´Ù ´õ ¶Ù¾î³­ ÁöÀû Á¸Àç¿¡ ÀÇÇØ
¿ì¸®°¡ Á¶Á¾µÇ´Â °Å¶ó¸é?

 

¸¸¾à ±×·¸´Ù¸é
ÀÚÀ¯ ÀÇÁö¶õ °Ô Á¤¸»·Î ÀÖÀ»±î?

 

³»°¡ ¼ÕÀ» ¿òÁ÷ÀÌ´Â °É±î,

 

¾Æ´Ï¸é ³»°¡ ¾Ë¾ÆÃ¤Áöµµ ¸øÇÏ´Â
Èû¿¡ ÀÇÇØ ¹Ì¸® °áÁ¤µÇ¾îÁø °É±î?

 

¼ö¸¹Àº ¼£·Ôµé

 

À̺Á, ÀÌ·¡¼­ ³ÊÈñµéÀÌ Ä£±¸°¡ ¾ø´Â°Å¶ó±¸!

 

¸Â¾Æ, ÀÌ°Ç ¸»µµ ¾ÈµÅ! ±×³à°¡
¿ì¸® ÀλýÀ» °ÅÁþÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé ¼ö´Â ¾ø¾î!

 

³» ¸»Àº ±×°Ç ³ª¿¡°Õ ÁøÂ¥¿´¾î
³ÊÈñ¿¡°Õ ÁøÂ¥°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¾ú¾î?

 

¿ì¸® ÀÚ½ÅÀ» À§ÇØ ¼£·ÔÀÌ
¸ÁÄ¡µµ·Ï ³öµÎÁö ¸»ÀÚ±¸

 

¿ì¸®´Â ±²ÀåÈ÷ ¿­½ÉÈ÷ ÇØ¿Ô¾î

 

¿ì¸®´Â ¹êµå½½·¥À» ÇÒ °Å¶ó±¸

 

-³Í ¹ÌÃÆ¾î
-¿Ö?

 

¾ó¸¶³ª ½Ã°£ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î?

 

Á¦´ë·Î ¾È µÉ°Å¾ß
¹«½¼ ³ë·¡¸¦ ÇÒ °Å¾ß?

 

ÇÊÀÇ ³ë·¡. ±×³à°¡ µÈ´ò¾î

 

¿À ±×·¡? ´©°¡ ±×°É ºÎ¸¦ °Çµ¥?

 

¹êµå½½·¥

 

The Daze

 

You say your patience is longer
than my face

 

Oh, yeah, but I can see right through
your plastic case

 

Oh, you're running round
like your life is some type of race

 

You know I'm trying
but I cannot keep your pace

 

Oh, so take your blizzard
somewhere else, little girl

 

Your stormy weather ain't welcome here

 

I Can't Go On, I'll Go On
(°¥ ¼ö ¾ø¾îµµ ³­ °¡°Ú¾î)

 

»ì ¼ö ¾ø¾îµµ »ç¼¼¿ä

 

-¾È³çÇϼ¼¿ä
-¾È³ç

 

¾ÖµéÀº Àß Áö³»°í ÀÖ³ª¿ä?
¹é½ºÅ×ÀÌÁö¿¡ °¡º¸¼Ì¾î¿ä?

 

±×·¡, °ÂµéÀº Àß Áö³». »ç½Ç ¾ÆÁÖ ÁÁ¾Æ

 

°¡¼­ Çà¿îÀ» ºô¾îÁÙ »ý°¢ÀÌ¿¹¿ä

 

±×·¡¿ä

 

À̺Á! µ¥´Ï½º ¾Æµå¸ð¾î

 

¹¹¶ó±¸¿ä?

 

µ¥´Ï½º ¾Æµå¸ð¾î
±× À̸§¿¡ ¹º°¡ ¶°¿À¸£Áö ¾Ê´Ï?

 

¾Æ´¢, ±×·¡¾ß Çϳª¿ä?

 

±×·¸Áö ¾ÊÀ»°É. ³ÊÈñµéÀÌ
¾ó¸¶³ª Á¶»çÇß´ÂÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ù¸¸...

 

±× ¾Ö´Â Áö±Ý ³× ³ªÀÌ Âë µÆ°Ú±¸³ª

 

ÀªÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ Çѳ·¿¡ ÃëÇØ¼­

 

Æò¼Ò ¿ÀÈÄó·³ ¸»À̾ß,

 

Çб³¿¡¼­ ÁýÀ¸·Î °É¾î°¡´ø
±× ¾ÆÀ̸¦ Ä¡Áö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù¸é ¸»À̾ß

 

µé¾ú¾î¿ä. À¯°¨ÀÌ¿¹¿ä

 

±×·¡. ÀªÀÌ Àå·Ê½Ä¿¡ µ¥·Á°¡´Þ¶ó°í
Á¶¸¥ °Ç µé¾ú´Ï?

 

±×·± ¾ÆÀ̾ß

 

12»ìÂ¥¸®°¡ µ¥´Ï½º ¾Æµå¸ð¾îÀÇ
ºÎ¸ð¿¡°Ô °ðÀå °É¾î°¡¼­´Â

 

¿ë¼­¸¦ ºô¾úÁö

 

¸ðµÎ°¡ ÀªÀÇ ¾Æºü¸¦ ¹Ì¿öÇß¾î

 

´©°¡ ¾È ±×·¯°Ú´Ï? ±×¸®°ï...

 

±× ÈÄ¿¡ »ç¶÷µéÀº ÀªÀ» ¸Ö¸®Çϰí
¸ðµç °É ±× ¾ÆÀÌ Å¿ÀÎ ¾ç µ¹·È¼¼¿üÁö

 

²ûÂïÇß¾î

 

±×·¯´Ï ±× ¾ÆÀ̸¦ ³»¹ö·ÁµÖ

 

Á¦¹ß? ¸¹Àº »ç¶÷µéÀº ±×·¯Áú ¾Ê¾Æ

 

Àª¿¡°Ô ¹«½¼ ¸»À» ÇÏ°í ¹» ÇÏ·Á°í
°èȹÇß´ÂÁö´Â ¸ð¸£°Ú´Ù¸¸, ±×³É ÇÏÁö¸¶

 

±×³É ÇÏÁö¸¶. ¾Ë¾Ò´Ï?

 

±× ¾Ö¶û È­ÇØÇÏÁö ¸¶. ÀªÀÇ Ä£±¸°¡ µÇÁö ¸¶

 

¿Ö ¾ÈµÇÁÒ?

 

³×°¡ µÎ¹ø ¶°³ª°Ô µÈ´Ù¸é
ÀªÀº ´Ù½Å ȸº¹ÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ»Å״ϱî

 

Àü Àª °°Àº ¾ÆÀÌ´Â ¸¸³ªº» ÀûÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä

 

Á¦ Ä£±¸µéÀº Àª °°Àº ¾ÆÀ̸¦ ¸¸³­ ÀûÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä

 

±«¹°µéÀº Àª °°Àº ¾ÆÀ̸¦ ¸¸³ªº» ÀûÀÌ ¾ø¾î¿ä

 

ÀªÇÑÅ× »ç°úÇÏ°Ô ÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä
Àü ÀªÀ» °è¼Ó ¾Ë°í ½Í¾î¿ä

 

Àü Àª°ú °°ÀÌ ÀÖÀ» ¶§ÀÇ Á¦°¡ ÁÁ¾Æ¿ä

 

±×¸®°í ´Ù½Ã ±×·± »ç¶÷ÀÌ µÇ±â À§Çؼ­´Â
¼¼»óÀÇ ¾î¶² °ÍÀÌ¶óµµ ÇÒ °Å¿¹¿ä

 

±×·¯´Ï±î Á¦¹ß¿ä

 

¾È µÈ´Ù°í ÇÏÁö ¸¶¼¼¿ä

 

ÁÁ¾Æ

 

°¨»çÇØ¿ä

 

ÁÁ´Ù°í´Â ÇßÁö¸¸ ³Î ¾È¾ÆÁÖÁø ¾ÊÀ» °Å¾ß

 

ÁÁ¾Æ¿ä

 

±×·±µ¥ ºü¼øÀ̵éó·³

 

ÀÔ°í °è½ÃÁö ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ÁÁ³×¿ä

 

ÀÌ°Ô ÇÊ¿äÇÒ °Å¾ß

 

ÁÁ¾Æ

 

³× ¾Æ¹öÁö ÀÏÀº Á¤¸» À¯°¨À̱¸³ª

 

¹ö´× È£ÅÚ½º

 

Tax and total it for me

 

I'll pay my bill and run so fast

 

Separation is our love now

 

Èì, ¿ì¸° ³¡³µ±º

 

¸ð¸£°Ú´Âµ¥. ±¦Âú¾Æ º¸À̴µ¥

 

³»°¡ º¸°í ÀÖ´Â ¹êµå°¡

 

½ºÆ½À» ¿îÀüÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÁö¸¸ ½ºÆ½À¸·Î ¿îÀüÇÒ·¡
Àΰ¡ ¹¹ ±×·± °Å¶ó´Âµ¥

 

À̺Á ¾ê±â Á» ÇÏ°Ô ÇØÁà

 

±× ½ÇÇèÀ̶õ °Ç
³» ÃÖ°íÀÇ ½Ã°£ÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä

 

³­ È­°¡ ³ª ÀÖ¾ú°í ¹Ùº¸ °°¾Ò°í
Á¤¸» Á¤¸» È¥¶õ½º·¯¿ü¾î

 

¹Ì¾ÈÇØ

 

Àå³­ÇØ?

 

ÁÁ¾Æ, ºü¸¥ ¿ä¾à

 

¼£·ÔÀº º¥À» ¹ö¸®°í
³ÊÈñµéÀ» ¹êµå·Î ¸¸µé¾ú¾î

 

ÀªÀ̶ó´Â õÀ縦 ¹ß°ßÇß°í

 

±×¸®°í´Â ¹Ùº¸°°Àº Áþ Çϳª¸¦ ÀúÁú·¶´Âµ¥

 

¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ Á×¾ú±â ¶§¹®ÀÌÁö

 

±×³à´Â ±ú´Ý°í »ç°úÇÏ·¯ ¿Ô¾î

 

±×·±µ¥ ³ÊÈñµéÀº
»ç°ú¸¦ ¹Þ¾ÆµéÀÌÁö ¾ÊÀ» °Å¾ß?

 

°Ô´Ù°¡, ³ÊÈñµéÀÌ ³Ê¹« ±×¸®¿ü¾î

 

±×°Ç ÁøÂ¥¾ß?

 

100 ÆÛ¼¾Æ®

 

°¡Àå Áß¿äÇÑ °Ç ³ÊÈñµéÀÌ ¿À´Ã¹ã
¸ÚÁö°Ô ÇØ³»´Â °É º¸´Â °Å¾ß

 

±×¸®°í ³Í ÇÊÀÇ ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸¦ °Å¾ß

 

-±×·¡µµ ±¦Âú¾Æ?
-±×·¡. ¹°·ÐÀÌÁö

 

³ë·¡ ºÎ¸¦ ¶§ ¾Õ¿¡¼­ ¸ñÀÌ ÅÍÁ®¶ó
¼Ò¸®Ä¡´Â ¿©ÀÚ°¡ ¹Ù·Î ³¯ °Å¾ß

 

Keep it hot like steam, that's your dream

 

Baby, get up off me

 

It's so clean, the way I've been
Gots me looking glossy

 

On the scene with the queen
That be acting bossy

 

I don't want no drama, little mama
So please get up off me

 

Yeah, you know how I blow
Till you're feeling dizzy

 

Lots of soul, that's the goal

 

±×·¡ °è¼ÓÇØ. ¾Ë¾Ò´Ù

 

°øÁ¤ÇØÁö´Â ¹æ½Ä

 

³× ±âȸ¿¡ ´ëÇØ Çö½ÇÀûÀÌ µÇ´Â ¹æ½Ä

 

³»°¡ ¸»Çß´Ù°í "¹æ½Ä"À̶ó°í ¸»ÇÏ´Â ¹æ½Ä

 

±×·¡. Áغñ. Á¶¸íÀ» µû¶ó°¡

 

´ºÀúÁöÁÖ ·Î´ÙÀÌÀÇ
¸¶Æ¾ ¹ê ºä·» °íµîÇб³¿¡¼­ ¿Ô½À´Ï´Ù

 

º¥ À§Æ²¸® ¾Ø ´õ ±Û·Î¸® µ¶½º!

 

³×°¡ ÃÖ°í¾ß!

 

°¨»çÇÕ´Ï´Ù

 

¸Å¿ì °¨»çÇÕ´Ï´Ù

 

Á¦°Ô ¸Å¿ì Ưº°ÇÑ »ç¶÷¿¡°Ô
ÀÌ °îÀ» ¹ÙÄ¡°í ½Í½À´Ï´Ù

 

±×³à´Â Á¦°Ô ¸¹Àº °ÍÀ» °¡¸£ÃÄÁá°í

 

±×³à°¡ ÀÌ °îÀ» ½èÁÒ

 

¼£·Ô, ÀÌ°Ç ³Î À§ÇÑ °Å¾ß

 

I'll never be

 

A knight in armor with a sword in hand

 

¿Í, ¿Í! ¾ÈµÅ, ¾ÈµÅ!

 

Don't count on me

 

To storm the barricades and take a stand

 

Àü ¸ô¶ú¾î¿ä. ¸Í¼¼ÇØ¿ä. ¸ô¶ú¾î¿ä

 

-¾ÈµÅ. ¾ÈµÅ. ¾ÈµÅ
-¹¹¾ß?

 

You'll never see

 

¿À·¡µÈ ³ë·¡¿©¼­ º¥µµ ¾Ë¾Ò¾î¿ä
¾Æ¸¶ ³¯ À§ÇØ ¹º°¡ ÁÁÀº °É ÇÏ·Á°í Çß³ªºÁ¿ä

 

ÀüÇô ¸ô¶ú¾î¿ä, Ä«·»
Àý ¹Ï¾î¾ßÇØ¿ä!

 

I am no prince

 

I am no saint

 

I am not anyone's wildest dream

 

¿ì¸° ¾î¶»°Ô ÇØ?
°°Àº ³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸¦ ¼ö´Â ¾ø´Ù°í

 

³­ ´Ù¸¥ °îÀº ¾Æ¹« °Íµµ ¸ô¶ó

 

¾Æ³Ä. ¾Ë°í ÀÖ¾î

 

±×¸®°í ±×°Ç ¸ÚÁö°í
Äڵ尡 4°³»ÓÀÎ ³ë·¡Áö

 

°ñ¸ñÀ¸·Î, ´çÀå!

 

Someone to fall back on

 

Someone to fall back on

 

»¡¸®!

 

1ºÐ ´õ ÇÊ¿äÇØ

 

¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô 1ºÐÀº ¾ø¾î! ±×µéÀº ±×³É...

 

¿ì¸° 1ºÐÀÌ ´õ ÇÊ¿äÇØ!

 

¸¶Áö¸· ¹êµåµµ
¸¶Æ¾ ¹ê ºä·» °íµîÇб³¿¡¼­ ¿ÔÁÒ

 

·Î´ÙÀÌÀÇ ¹°¿¡´Â
¹¹°¡ µé¾îÀÖ´ÂÁö ¸ð¸£°Ú±º¿ä

 

¹Ú¼ö·Î ¸ÂÀÌÇØÁÖ¼¼¿ä
I Can't Go On, I'll Go On!

 

¿ì¸® Â÷·Ê¾ß! ¾ó¸¥!

 

¹«½¼ ÀÏÀ̾ß?

 

¹«´ë¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó°¡

 

-¾îµð?
-¹«´ë¿¡!

 

-¿Ö? ¾ÈµÅ! ³»°¡ ¹» Ç϶ó±¸?
-½Ã°£À» ¹ú¾î!

 

-±×µéÀº ³¯ ¹Ì¿öÇØ
-°¡!

 

¹¹µç ¸»ÇØ, Á¦¹ß
¹¹µç ¸»ÇØ

 

µÎÀ§!

 

µÎÀ§!

 

¿À ¼¼»ó¿¡!

 

µÎÀ§!

 

¹êµå´Â ¾îµø¾î?

 

µÎÀ§!

 

µÎÀ§

 

µÎÀ§!

 

µÎÀ§!

 

µÎÀ§! µÎÀ§! µÎÀ§!

 

µÎÀ§. µÎÀ§. µÎÀ§

 

µÎÀ§. ÀÚ ¾î¼­! µÎÀ§.

 

µÎÀ§. µÎÀ§. µÎÀ§.

 

µÎÀ§... ÀÚ, ¾î¼­!

 

µÎÀ§! µÎÀ§! µÎÀ§!

 

µÎ À§ ¿ö³Ê ¶ô?
(Do we want to rock?)

 

ÀϾ, ´ºÀúÁö!

 

¹°¾îº¸ÀݾÆ, µÎ À§ ¿ö³Ê ¶ô?

 

³»°¡ ¹Ì·¡ÀÇ ¹êµå¸¦ ºÃ´Âµ¥

 

±× À̸§Àº

 

I Can't Go On, I'll Go On!

 

Everything I Own

 

You shelter me from harm

 

You kept me warm

 

Kept me warm

 

You gave my life to me

 

Set me free

 

Set me free

 

The fiinest years I ever knew

 

All the years I had with you

 

And I would give everything I own

 

One time

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

Two times

 

I would give everything I own

 

Just to have you once again

 

You taught me how to love

 

What it's of

 

What it's of

 

You never said too much
But still you showed the way

 

And I knew from watching you

 

Nobody else could ever know

 

The part of me that can't let go

 

And I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Just to have you once again

 

Just to have you once again

 

Is there someone you know

 

You're loving them so

 

But taking them all for granted

 

You may lose them one day

 

Someone takes them away

 

And they don't hear the words
you long to say

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give anything I own

 

Just to have you

 

I gotta have you

 

I would give everything I own

 

Everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Everything, everything I own

 

-Just to have you
-Just to have you

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give

 

Everything, everything I own
Everything, everything I own

 

Everything, everything I own
Everything, everything I

 

Own

 

Ä£±¸! ¸ÚÁ³¾î!

 

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¸Í¼¼ÇÏ°Ç´ë ³­ ¸ô¶ú¾î

 

¾Ë¾Æ. ¾Ë¾Æ

 

Àú... Á¤¸»·Î ¸ÚÁ³¾î!

 

³Í ´©±¸¾ß? ³Ê´Â...

 

-¾ö¸¶
-´ëü ¾îµð¼­ ¿Â °Å´Ï?

 

¿©ÀÚÄ£±¸·Î ¸¸µé°í ½ÍÀº
±Í¿©¿î ¸®µå ½Ì¾î°¡ Àý ºñ¿ô°í ÀÖ´Ù±¸¿ä

 

ÁÁ¾Æ. ¾Ë°Ú´Ù

 

¶°³¯ ½Ã°£À̱º

 

¿ÃÇØÀÇ ¹êµå½½·¥ ¿ì½ÂÀÚ´Â...

 

ÄÚ³×Æ¼ÄÆÁÖ ±×¸°À§Ä¡ÀÇ
±×¸°À§Ä¡ °íµîÇб³¿¡¼­ ¿Â The Daze!

 

ÀÚ ¿©±â¿ä

 

¹Ì¼Ò Áþ´Â °É·Î Çϳª ´õ ÂïÀ»±î¿ä?

 

-Çϳª ´õ¿ä
-10,000 ´Þ·¯

 

The part of me that can't let go

 

The Daze´Â Àؾî
¾ê³×µéÀÌ °¡Àå ¸ÚÁ³´Ù°í

 

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White light

 

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Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind like the first time?

 

Circle of voices
in a crowded room

 

Plays in my head
so out of time

 

Kill me with kindness
never enough I fiind

 

Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind again?

 

Don't it blow your mind for the third time?

 

The dream is never over

 

The dream is never over

 

Envision a future still in black and white

 

Colors of youth run into gold

 

Blue is for sorrow,
red is for sadder light

 

Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind again?

 

Don't it blow your mind for the third time?

 

The dream is never over

 

The dream is never over

 

Where Are You Now

 

To my favorite teacher

 

Told me never give up

 

To my fiifth grade crush

 

Who I thought I really loved

 

To the guys I miss
and the girls we kissed

 

Where are you now?

 

To my ex-best friends

 

Don't know how we grew apart

 

To my favorite band

 

And sing-alongs in my car

 

To the face I see
in my memories

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause I'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

To my fiirst girlfriend

 

I thought for sure
was the one

 

To my last girlfriend

 

Sorry that I screwed it up

 

To the ones I loved

 

Didn't show it enough

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause I'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

I know we'll never see
those days again

 

And things will never
be that way again

 

But that's just how it goes

 

People change but I know

 

I won't forget you

 

To the ones who cared

 

And who were there
from the start

 

To the love that left

 

And took a piece of my heart

 

To the few who'd swear

 

They'd never go anywhere

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause I'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I'd be nothing

 

Where are you now?

 

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I went back up to Hunter Mountain again.
Got stuck on the exact same lift as last year.

 

-No way.
-Seriously.

 

It seems it's not as magical
when you're by yourseIf.

 

What'd you do?

 

Same thing I did last year.
I cried like a little girl.

 

Listen, Charlotte.

 

I was thinking that maybe it's time for you
to give me another chance.

 

Look...

 

-What's this?
-This is me risking complete humiliation.

 

Say, won't you stay

 

We can talk about nothing at all

 

You are so corny.

 

Or sit here and make up the words

 

As we go along

 

They told me maybe she's crazy

 

A little like you

 

Everyone said you were nothing but trouble

 

And all that I know
is that I've never been here before

 

I don't need to pretend anymore

 

Strange, so strange

 

You are hilarious.

 

When it feels better being alone

 

You'll accept there is nobody else

 

Then set it in stone

 

And they told me maybe she's crazy

 

A little like you

 

Everyone said...

 

Will and I were just updating our band's
MySpace page.

 

You know that kid, Will Burton?
Do some recon.

 

Find out everything you can about him.

 

They'll have his records in the office.
Where he's from, where he went to school.

 

His guidance counselor report,
that'll have all the good stuff. All right?

 

Everything. And do it today.

 

Whoa. Yo, dude,
we don't actually work for you.

 

It's not like you're the Joker
and we're your henchmen.

 

Fine. I'll do it myself.

 

All right, best for last. Sa5m, Will?
Tell us who you are.

 

My project is Will Burton.

 

I'm pointing
because it's hard to tell who he is.

 

I was going to use photographs
for this presentation,

 

but then I realized, the real Will Burton
can't be captured on film.

 

Instead,

 

you need this.

 

Will is a reflective surface.

 

He mirrors back at you
whatever you want to see.

 

He reflects you back to you.

 

And it's nice for awhile.

 

You stop feeling lonely.

 

But then you realize,
he's doing that with everyone.

 

The only person he can't do it for

 

is Will.

 

Because he doesn't have a clue

 

who he is.

 

Okay, well, that was very creative.

 

And really mean. Okay, Will, you're up.

 

If I told you things I did before

 

Told you how I used to be

 

Would you go along with someone like me?

 

If you knew my story word for word

 

Had all of my history

 

Would you go along with someone like me?

 

And we don't care about the young folks

 

Talking about the young style

 

And we don't care about the old folks

 

Talking about the old style too

 

And we don't care about our own faults

 

Talking about our own style

 

All we care about is talking

 

Talking only me and you

 

And we don't care about the young folks

 

Talking about the young style

 

And we don't care about the old folks

 

Talking about the old style too

 

And we don't care about our own faults

 

Talking about our own style

 

All we care about is talking

 

Talking only me and you

 

Talking only me and you

 

Dear David Bowie,

 

sometimes it seems like things
actually work out.

 

English, Irene. English. There is
no such thing as conversational Elvish.

 

Sorry, Dewey.

 

It's what they call you, isn't it?

 

No.

 

It was at your last school.
Or do you prefer "Junior"?

 

Do you know your buddy,
his full name is Will Burton, Jr.?

 

Did you know that I don't care?

 

Well, he told you
his dad was famous, right?

 

Or infamous, right, Dewey?
I mean, you still close to the old man?

 

You probably don't get to talk to him
much anymore, do you?

 

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-Well, I think you do, Dewey.

 

I think you do, Dewey.

 

Okay, that was surreal. Are you okay?

 

I don't... I got... I gotta...

 

What are you doing?

 

You didn't answer my texts,
and you left me alone with the monsters.

 

Sorry, I'm sick.

 

My spidey-sense tells me you're lying.

 

I'm thinking about changing schools.

 

No way, my little friend. I'm not facing
the Neanderthals without you.

 

Besides, if you change schools,
then you can't gain access to this.

 

-What's that?
-Something private.

 

Something I would only show
the manager of my band.

 

Or my best friend.

 

Scooch.

 

Okay. You said we needed one song
that says who we are.

 

Well, these say who I am.

 

Little brothers.

 

Little brothers again.

 

-For your dad?
-No.

 

Not for him, exactly.

 

Inspired by him, I guess.
You know, things he said to me.

 

But it's not just about my dad anymore.
That'd be, hello, weird.

 

It's about everything.

 

Wow, that's articulate.

 

You know, there's other stuff in here, too.

 

-I'm not saying any of it's good...
-Thanks.

 

Hey. By accepting this, it means that there
will be no more talk of changing schools.

 

Agreed?

 

-Man, I'm good.
-Charlotte!

 

-Charlotte! My mom is in the...
-I knew you were ticklish.

 

You are so ticklish, I knew it.

 

Somebody wanna tell me
what's going on in here?

 

Get off his bed.

 

Wait. You don't think...

 

I saw you kiss him in the car.

 

Well, that was
for educational purposes only.

 

I wanna die.

 

Did you hear that? He wants to die.
He needs help, Karen.

 

Then I'll help him. I'm his mom.

 

But I am wise in the ways of Will.

 

I'm actually here, you know. These covers
don't literally make me disappear.

 

You know what I think?
I think you're full of it, Charlotte.

 

And when I think someone's full of it,
I don't trust them.

 

Mom, will you stop interfering?

 

Sorry, I'm not your friend,
I'm your mother. That's my job.

 

No, Mom, you're supposed to give me
a little breathing room so I can have a life,

 

instead of just saying that's what you want.

 

-He's got a point, Karen.
-And you, I'm not a manager.

 

I don't take on the biggest band
in school and change destiny. I can't.

 

Will you both just please leave me alone?

 

Get out.

 

-Somebody called me Dewey today.
-What? How?

 

-He must've found out about Dad.
-I hate them all.

 

-Me too.
-You, however, I love.

 

Yeah, but you married Dad.
We can't really trust your taste.

 

I was 19. And he was a drummer.

 

And overnight it made my mother
finally take me seriously,

 

which is really all I wanted.

 

-Mom?
-I... What?

 

You're doing that thing
where you talk to me like I'm Oprah.

 

I'll tell you this, though.
I'd marry him all over again to get you.

 

I promise you're going to get
everything you deserve out of life.

 

And a little bit of the next guy's.

 

I'll never be

 

A knight in armor with a sword in hand

 

Or a kamikaze fighter

 

Don't count on me

 

To storm the barricades and take a stand

 

Or hold my ground

 

You'll never see any scars or wounds

 

I don't walk on coals

 

I won't walk on water

 

I am no prince

 

I am no saint

 

I am not anyone's wildest dream

 

But I will stand behind

 

And be someone to fall back on

 

That's the song.

 

Some comedy

 

You're bruised and beaten down

 

And I am the one who's looking for a favor

 

Still, honestly

 

You don't believe me
But the things I have

 

Are the things you need

 

You look at me like I don't make sense

 

Like a waste of time
Like it serves no purpose

 

I am no prince
I am no saint

 

And if that's what you believe you need

 

You're wrong
You don't need much

 

You need someone to fall back on

 

And I'll be that
I'll take your side

 

If I'm the only one

 

I'm used to that

 

I've been alone

 

I'd rather be

 

The half of us

 

The least of you

 

The best of me

 

And I will be

 

I'll be your prince
I'll be your saint

 

I will go crashing through fences
in your name

 

I will, I swear

 

I'll be someone to fall back on

 

I'll be the one who waits

 

And for as long as you let me

 

I will be the one you need

 

I'll be someone to fall back on

 

Someone to fall back on

 

One to fall back on

 

Dear David Bowie,

 

just when it looked like things
might be okay,

 

disaster struck.

 

What's going on? Where is everybody?

 

-Art class is canceled today.
-Why? What happened?

 

Charlotte's father passed away.

 

I assumed you knew.

 

No.

 

This was a mistake. We shouldn't be here.

 

She didn't return any of my calls.

 

-You going to be okay?
-Yeah.

 

Okay.

 

Go, she's your friend. She needs you.

 

-Boys...
-I got them.

 

Charlotte?

 

I'm sorry.

 

I called.

 

I don't know if you got any of my messages.

 

Yeah, I got them. Thanks.

 

I wish you would've called me back.

 

Why?

 

"Why?"

 

I don't know. I mean, you told Ben.

 

So?

 

Is anything wrong?

 

Yeah.

 

Yeah, my dad died.

 

No, l know.

 

I wish I could've met him.
I'm sure he was a great man.

 

He was.

 

I got to do this.

 

Charlotte.

 

Charlotte.

 

-What do you want, Will?
-What do I want?

 

I just want you to know that I'm here
for you.

 

Okay, got it. What else?

 

And not to worry about the daycare.
I can handle that until you come back.

 

That's it.

 

Listen, I'm sorry, okay.

 

It's just a lot to deal with right now,
and I sort of want to be alone.

 

Okay. I get it, yeah.

 

And look, about the band...

 

Don't even worry about the band, okay?
We'll use Phil's Song for Bandslam.

 

Or not. We don't have to use Phil's Song.
We can find another song, or...

 

Hey, go ahead. Knock yourselves out.

 

I mean, it's a beautiful song, Charlotte.

 

It would make your dad proud.
It would be like he's there.

 

Stop! Please, just stop!

 

There is no us, Will. I'm not in the band.

 

What? No, no, no.
Okay, we'll find another song...

 

It's not about the song. I quit. I just quit.

 

-Why?
-I don't do "why"!

 

No, you have to. You just have to!

 

Please.

 

You really want to know why?

 

Last summer, when my dad got sick,

 

I promised God, the universe,

 

anyone who'd listen,

 

that I'd be different.

 

Better. Nicer.

 

My dad hated the way I acted
when I was with Ben.

 

The way I treated kids who weren't popular.

 

So, I changed.

 

I started volunteering with the monsters.
I left my friends. l left my band.

 

I left everything that set me apart
from people like...

 

Me.

 

People like me.

 

So we were just this

 

experiment to try and make your dad okay?

 

No, I know how crazy this must sound...

 

Honestly, Charlotte,
the thing that never made sense

 

was you being my friend in the first place.

 

Hey!
While you're up there on your high horse,

 

ask yourself who are you
to judge me about lying?

 

Dewey!

 

That stands for DWI, right?

 

Driving while intoxicated?

 

I don't know what's worse.

 

Losing a father you love so much
you change your whole life for him,

 

or having a father you're so ashamed of,
you make up a whole life for him.

 

Can I have some beef jerky?

 

Is he kidding?

 

You warned me about her.

 

I didn't listen.

 

She can't help it.
It's how girls like that are hardwired.

 

How are we hardwired?

 

I mean, sure, right now, I am just a kid.

 

Whatever.

 

What's going to change?

 

Nothing.

 

I'm just going to be

 

unhappy,

 

alone,

 

scared of, like, everything.

 

You're not alone, Will.

 

Experiment? We were just her experiment?

 

I keep thinking...

 

What?

 

Well, if you were just part of
Charlotte's experiment this whole time,

 

then, what is reality?

 

What if Charlotte and her experiment are

 

really a part of someone else's
larger experiment?

 

I mean, what if we're being manipulated
by some greater intelligence than our own?

 

And if so, is there really such a thing
as free will?

 

Am I moving my hand,

 

or was it predetermined by a force
I'm not even aware of?

 

Charlotte times a trillion.

 

See, this is why you don't have friends!

 

All right, this is ridiculous! She doesn't
get to make our whole lives a lie!

 

I mean, it was real for me.
Wasn't it real for you?

 

I say we refuse to let Charlotte
screw this up for us.

 

I mean, we've worked too hard.

 

We're doing Bandslam.

 

-You're crazy.
-Why?

 

How long have you got?

 

It won't work.
What song are we going to do?

 

Phil's Song. She said we could.

 

Oh, yeah? And who's going to sing it?

 

You say your patience is longer
than my face

 

Oh, yeah, but I can see right through
your plastic case

 

Oh, you're running round
like your life is some type of race

 

You know I'm trying
but I cannot keep your pace

 

Oh, so take your blizzard
somewhere else, little girl

 

Your stormy weather ain't welcome here

 

I Can't Go On, I'll Go On.

 

Can't not buy it, buy it.

 

-Hey.
-Hey.

 

How are the guys holding up?
Have you been backstage?

 

Yeah, they're fine. Actually, they're great.

 

Think I'll go and wish them luck.

 

Okay.

 

Hey! Dennis Ardmore.

 

What?

 

Dennis Ardmore.
Does that name ring a bell?

 

No. Should it?

 

I guess not. I just didn't know how much
research you all had done, so...

 

But he would've been about your age now.

 

Except that Will's father got drunk in
the middle of the afternoon,

 

like he did every afternoon,

 

and ran him over while he was walking
home from school.

 

I heard. I'm sorry.

 

Yeah. Did you hear that Will insisted
that I bring him to the funeral?

 

That's what kind of kid he is.

 

Twelve years old, he walks right up to
Dennis Ardmore's parents,

 

and asked their forgiveness.

 

Everyone hated Will's dad.

 

Well, who wouldn't? I mean...

 

And then they put him away, and it's
like they just turned it all on his kid.

 

It was awful.

 

So just give him a break.

 

Please? Not a lot of people have.

 

So I don't know what you were planning
on saying to him, or doing, but just don't.

 

Just don't. Okay?

 

Don't make up with him. Don't be his friend.

 

Why not?

 

Because, I don't think he'll recover
if you leave him twice.

 

I've never met a kid like Will.

 

My friends have never met a kid like Will.

 

The monsters have never met a kid like Will.

 

And I want you to let me apologize to him
because I want to keep knowing him.

 

You know, I like who I am
when I'm with Will.

 

And I will do anything in the world
to be that person again.

 

So, please,

 

don't ask me not to.

 

Okay.

 

Thank you.

 

I said, "Okay." I'm not going to hug you.

 

Okay.

 

And by the way,
I'm really glad you don't wear

 

those little groupie outfits
all the time, Karen.

 

You'll need this.

 

All right.

 

And I'm so sorry about your father.

 

Tax and total it for me

 

I'll pay my bill and run so fast

 

Separation is our love now

 

Well, we're toast.

 

I don't know. They're okay.

 

I hear the band to watch

 

is I Can't Drive Stick, I'll Drive Stick,
or something like that.

 

Look, let me just speak.

 

The whole experiment thing,
not my finest hour.

 

I was angry and stupid
and really, really confused.

 

And I'm sorry.

 

Are you kidding me?

 

Okay, quick recap

 

Charlotte dumps Ben,
turns you guys into a band,

 

finds the genius that is Will,

 

then, does one stupid thing

 

because her father has died,

 

realizes, and comes to apologize.

 

And you're not going to
accept the apology?

 

Plus, I really miss you guys.

 

Is that real?

 

Hundred percent.

 

The only thing that matters is seeing
you guys kick some serious butt tonight.

 

And you're singing Phil's Song.

 

-Is that okay?
-Yeah. Of course.

 

And I'll be the girl in front,
screaming my head off while you do.

 

Keep it hot like steam, that's your dream

 

Baby, get up off me

 

It's so clean, the way I've been
Gots me looking glossy

 

On the scene with the queen
That be acting bossy

 

I don't want no drama, little mama
So please get up off me

 

Yeah, you know how I blow
Till you're feeling dizzy

 

Lots of soul, that's the goal

 

Yeah, go ahead. Copy that.

 

Way to be impartial.

 

Way to be realistic about your chances.

 

Way to say "way" just because l did.

 

Yeah. Standing by. Follow spots.

 

And now, from Martin Van Buren
High School in Lodi, New Jersey,

 

Ben Wheatly and the Glory Dogs!

 

You're number one!

 

Thank you.

 

Thank you so much.

 

I'd like to dedicate this next song
to someone very special to me.

 

She taught me a lot,

 

and she wrote this song.

 

So, Charlotte, this one's for you.

 

I'll never be

 

A knight in armor with a sword in hand

 

Whoa, whoa! No, no, no!

 

Don't count on me

 

To storm the barricades and take a stand

 

I didn't know. I swear. I didn't know.

 

-No, no, no.
-What?

 

You'll never see

 

It's old. Ben knew it. He probably thought
he was doing something nice for me.

 

I had no idea, Karen.
You've got to believe me!

 

I am no prince

 

I am no saint

 

I am not anyone's wildest dream

 

What are we going to do?
We can't sing the same song.

 

I don't know anything else.

 

Yes, you do.

 

And it's famous and only has, like,
four chords.

 

Alley. Now!

 

Someone to fall back on

 

Someone to fall back on

 

Come on!

 

We need another minute.

 

We don't have another minute! They just...

 

We need another minute!

 

Our last band is also from
Martin Van Buren High.

 

I don't know what they're putting
in the water in Lodi,

 

but give it up for I Can't Go On, I'll Go On!

 

That's us! Come on!

 

What's going on?

 

Get on stage.

 

-Where?
-On stage!

 

-Why? No! What am I going to do?
-You're going to stall!

 

-They hate me.
-Go!

 

Say something, for God's sake,
say something.

 

Dewey!

 

Dewey!

 

Oh, my God!

 

Dewey!

 

Where's the band?

 

Dewey!

 

Dewey.

 

Dewey!

 

Dewey!

 

Dewey! Dewey! Dewey!

 

Dewey. Dewey. Dewey.

 

Dewey. Come on! Dewey.

 

Dewey. Dewey. Dewey.

 

Dewey... Yeah, come on!

 

Dewey! Dewey! Dewey!

 

Do we want to rock?

 

Wake up, New Jersey!

 

I said, do we want to rock?

 

Because I have seen the future

 

and their name is,

 

I Can't Go On, I'll Go On!

 

You shelter me from harm

 

You kept me warm

 

Kept me warm

 

You gave my life to me

 

Set me free

 

Set me free

 

The fiinest years I ever knew

 

All the years I had with you

 

And I would give everything I own

 

One time

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

Two times

 

I would give everything I own

 

Just to have you once again

 

You taught me how to love

 

What it's of

 

What it's of

 

You never said too much
But still you showed the way

 

And I knew from watching you

 

Nobody else could ever know

 

The part of me that can't let go

 

And I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Just to have you once again

 

Just to have you once again

 

Is there someone you know

 

You're loving them so

 

But taking them all for granted

 

You may lose them one day

 

Someone takes them away

 

And they don't hear the words
you long to say

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give anything I own

 

Just to have you

 

I gotta have you

 

I would give everything I own

 

Everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Everything, everything I own

 

-Just to have you
-Just to have you

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give everything I own

 

Give up my life, my heart, my home

 

I would give

 

Everything, everything I own
Everything, everything I own

 

Everything, everything I own
Everything, everything I

 

Own

 

Dude! That was sick!

 

The whole thing with Ben singing
the song, I swear, I didn't know.

 

I know. I know.

 

That... They were ridiculously good!

 

Who are you? You are...

 

-Mom.
-Where do you come from?

 

Cute lead singer I hope to make
my girlfriend is actually laughing at me.

 

All right. Fine.

 

It's time to leave.

 

And the winner of this year's Bandslam is...

 

From Greenwich High School in
Greenwich, Connecticut, The Daze!

 

Over here, please.

 

Can we get a smiley one right here?

 

-One more.
-$10,000.

 

The part of me that can't let go

 

Forget The Daze,
these guys rocked harder than anybody.

 

You should post it.

 

Give up my life,
my heart, my home

 

If you feel like singing a song

 

And you want other people to sing along

 

Then just sing what you feel

 

Don't let anyone say it's wrong

 

And if you're trying to paint a picture

 

But you're not sure which colors belong

 

Just paint what you see

 

Don't let anyone say it's wrong

 

Hey!

 

Kyra17-1, what's up?

 

I told you, the dash is silent.

 

Or stung awake in the night

 

It's all right to be frightened

 

When there's a light

 

What light?

 

There's a light

 

What light?

 

There's a light

 

White light

 

There's a light

 

White light

 

Well, there's a light

 

One light

 

There's a light

 

White light

 

And there's a light

 

Dear Will Burton,

 

it says on your MySpace page

 

that you manage I Can't Go On, I'll Go On.

 

Nice name.

 

I really like your band.

 

You know, I'm starting an indie label.

 

Are you signed to anyone?

 

Maybe we can sit down and have a chat.

 

Oh, my God!

 

All the best,

 

David Bowie.

 

White light

 

Well, there's a light

 

white light

 

There's a light

 

White light

 

There's a light

 

White light

 

There's a light

 

-Hey.
-Hey.

 

Smile.

 

-Hey.
-Hey.

 

-You look great.
-Thanks.

 

It's my new makeup,
"I Can't Wear Blush, I'll Wear Blush."

 

-Hey, you got room for one more?
-No!

 

-Shotgun.
-No way.

 

I called shotgun like an hour ago.

 

Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind like the fiirst time?

 

Circle of voices
in a crowded room

 

Plays in my head
so out of time

 

Kill me with kindness
never enough I fiind

 

Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind again?

 

Don't it blow your mind for the third time?

 

The dream is never over

 

The dream is never over

 

Envision a future still in black and white

 

Colors of youth run into gold

 

Blue is for sorrow,
red is for sadder light

 

Don't it blow your mind?

 

Don't it blow your mind again?

 

Don't it blow your mind for the third time?

 

The dream is never over

 

The dream is never over

 

To my favorite teacher

 

Told me never give up

 

To my fiifth grade crush

 

Who I thought I really loved

 

To the guys I miss
and the girls we kissed

 

Where are you now?

 

To my ex-best friends

 

Don't know how we grew apart

 

To my favorite band

 

And sing-alongs in my car

 

To the face I see
in my memories

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause I'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

lf it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

To my fiirst girlfriend

 

I thought for sure
was the one

 

To my last girlfriend

 

Sorry that I screwed it up

 

To the ones I loved

 

Didn't show it enough

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause l'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

I know we'll never see
those days again

 

And things will never
be that way again

 

But that's just how it goes

 

People change but I know

 

I won't forget you

 

To the ones who cared

 

And who were there
from the start

 

To the love that left

 

And took a piece of my heart

 

To the few who'd swear

 

They'd never go anywhere

 

Where are you now?

 

Where are you now?

 

Cause I'm thinking of you

 

You showed me how

 

How to live like I do

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I would never be who I am

 

If it wasn't for you

 

I'd be nothing

 

Where are you now?