Sheep

Dye your hair purple

It’s what the cool people are doing

Don’t worry about the price

In the long run you won’t notice your pride going

Wear this shirt, but tear it up first

It’s the latest fashion

Try on these skinny jeans that destroy your heart

You don’t need any passion

Running this race

You aren’t going to win

The more you try

The more they drag you into sin

The price of beauty

Is rising ever higher

Soon you’ll have nothing left

Selling to the highest bidder

Like this band

If you don’t you suck

If you don’t conform

You’re completely out of luck

Love only the beautiful people

‘Cause everyone else hates your guts

But all the beautiful people

They’re all attention-grabbing sluts

Limping along

Trying to fit in

The more you try

The more they drag you into sin

The price of living (this lie)

Is rising ever higher

Soon you’ll have nothing to gain

Selling to the highest bidder

In finding yourself

You lost it all

Now the freaks and geeks

Are the ones watching you fall

You could have learned to love

If you’d learned to be yourself

And not some spoilt princess’ dream

You could have learned to fight

For things that weren’t as they seem

Lying in the dirt

You aren’t going to win

The more you tried

The more they dragged you into sin

The price of happiness

Is too much to think about

Now you have nothing left

Not even the breath to shout

Farewell

Farewell to thee

I hope you stay

Happy and content

All of your days

Farewell to thee

I know you’ll find

A way that’s sure

And friends so kind

The sorrow won’t last

The joy will remain

For this lingering cheer

Overshadows the pain

Parting ways like this

Is so hard to do

Know that in my heart

I’ll remember you

Farewell to thee

I hope you know

Your path is blessed

Wherever you go

Madam Moonshine

She wore a silver ring on her finger
The stone blacker than the night
She stared into it each evening
Searching for her knight

Her wishes were made on stars
But her hope was built on sand
She wanted a handsome face
When she needed a helping hand

She wore a dress made of gold
It was so bright it outshone the sun
But if she'd asked the tailor's advice
She might have found the one

Her wishes were made on stars
But her hope was built on sand
She wanted a handsome face
When she needed a helping hand

Now she dances with the ghost
Of her hopes and dreams long gone
And the only ones that remember her
Are the ones who sing this song

Beauty

I know I should say you're pretty

That your face outshines the sun

But I refuse to lie to you

It seems I'm the only one

Beauty is as beauty does

If that's true I think you're screwed

I would say that to your face

But I do so hate being rude

I once thought the world of you

But then I got to see

All the nasty things you hide inside

And how petty you can be

Lovely is as Lovely does

If that's true I think you're screwed

But I won't say that to you

'Cause I don't want to seem crude

Now you stand before me

Your eyes all red and sad

We could have had it all

But you're a bitch and I'm a cad

Beauty is as beauty does

Which proves we're both screwed

You a bit and me a lot

'Cause none of this is true