Fall Out Boy je pop punková kapela z předměstí Chicaga, která byla založena v roce 2001. Skupinu tvoří Patrick Stump (hlavní zpěvák, kytarista), Pete Wentz(vedlejší vokály, basák, textař), Joe Trohman (hlavní kytarista) a Andy Hurley (bubeník). ...

Píseň: Dollar Nose Bleed

Interpret:
Fall Out Boy
Album:
Folie a Deux
Have you ever wanted to disappear?
And join a monestary
Go out and preach on Manic Street?
Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger
On a passenger plane, passenger plane

Permanent Jet Lag
Please take me back, please take be back
I'm a stray dog sick
Please let me in, please let me in
The mad key's tripping
Singing vows before we exchange smoke rings

Give me a pen
Call me Mr. Benzedrine
But don't let the doctor in
I wanna blow off steam and
Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine)
And don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in

It feels like 14 carats but no clarity
When I look at the man who would be king
The man who would be king goes to the
Desert the same war his dad rehearsed
Came back with flags on coffins and says
We won, oh, we won

Permanent Jet Lag
Please take me back, please take be back
I'm a stray dog sick
Please let me in (Please let me in)
The mad key's tripping
Singing vows before we exchange smoke rings

Give me a pen
Call me Mr. Benzedrine
But don't let the doctor in
I wanna blow off steam and
Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine)
And don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in

B-b-b-b-Benzedrine
My, my, my Benzedrine
My B-b-b-b-Benzedrine now

B-b-b-b-Benzedrine
My, my, my Benzedrine
My B-b-b-b-Benzedrine now

The wonderful feeling that is the rest of the proof
Is on the television, on the

Call me Mr. Benzedrine
But don't let the doctor in
I wanna blow off steam and
Call me Mr. Benzedrine (Mr. Benzedrine)
But don't let the doctor, don't let the doctor in

Have you ever wanted to disappear?

It's not me, it's you
Actually, it's the taxidermy of you and me
Around my neck and around me
I'm just a racehorse on the track
Send me back to the good back days
Always thought I'd float away
And never come back
But I've got enough miles on my car
To fly the boys home on my own
But you know me: I like being all alone
And keeping you all alone

Your kids are snoring
You say you're not listening and I said I'm wishing...
And I SAID, I SAID