Honey and Clover ending theme "Waltz"

Akanai mabuta kosutte mieru
Pasuteru moyou no mirai ni
Chiribamerareta kigou wo tadoru
Taguriyoseta hyoujou

Nee, nan dakke sagashite ita mono
Are ha, sou ne itsu dakke
Bokura ga inryoku ni sakarainagara deatta koro

Sore ha warutsu no you da ne fushigi sa
Sasayaku you na komorebi no kousaten de
Futari warutsu no you ni ne mawarinagara
Egakidashite yuku mono

Atatamesugita omoi wo zenbu
Hakidashite mieru randosukeepu
Hantoshi ijou kusuburaseteru
Imeeji ni hi wo tomoshite

Nan dakke nakushite shimatta mono
Soredemo iinda tte
Bokura no inryoku de hikiai motomeau no darou

Sore ha warutsu no you da ne suteki sa
Tsubuyaku you na saezuri kikinagara
Marude warutsu no you ni ne futari ga
Egakidashite yuku mono

Aa, toboketa genjitsu mo genshoku de nurikaete shimae
Hikiyosete ageru kara nee
Soko kara odoritsudzukeyou
Futari dake no warutsu

Sore ha warutsu no you da ne fushigi sa
Sasayaku you na komorebi no kousaten de
Futari warutsu no you ni ne mawarinagara
Egakidashite yuku mono

Natasha Bedingfield - Backyard
It's been too long
Don't think I've seen you smile at me for quite a while
And we're too busy doing things
We haven't noticed what's missing
Where's the fun we used to have?
My childish ways and your sarcasm
Silly jokes and fairy tales
Where did we leave them?
Lost in the backyard

Your lasso my tiara
My wand, your plastic bazooka
Why can't we be how we were
In the backyard

Your cowboy hat, my tutu
You hide and seek, I catch you
Why can't we be how we were in the backyard

Simple days of hand in hand
And drawing our names in the sand
Somehow life just complicates
Our buried treasure it just waits
Lost in the backyard

Your lasso my tiara
My wand, your plastic bazooka
Why can't we be how we were
In the backyard

Your cowboy hat, my tutu
You hide and seek, I catch you
Why can't we be how we were
In the backyard, In the backyard

You can still meet me in the garden
You and I and hide behind the rosebed
You and I
You and I
Lost in the backyard again

Your lasso my tiara
My wand, your plastic bazooka
Why can't we be how we were
In the backyard

Your cowboy hat, my tutu
You hide and seek, I catch you
Why can't we be how we were in the backyard
In the Backyard

Sia- Sunday
For those who've slept
For those who've kept
Themselves jacked up
How Jesus wept
Sunday
Sunday

For those in need
For those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with weed
Sunday
Sunday

For those who wake
With a blind headache
Who must be still
Who will sit and wait
For sunday, to be monday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt
For those who wilt
Under pressure
No tears over spilt milk
Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

BT- Never Gonna Come Back Down
I'm just gonna shout this one
I'm just uhh, gonna gonna gonna gonna say this to the people
Not so much the people in the audience as the people sitting in my mind,

Duh dub duh duh dububububububububbbbbb

Donde esta los digits du DJ Rap?

Bring the sound to the people in a white truck Bumpin' on the road bumps
Run into a tree stump
Tweeter out the back door
Slam into the dirt lot, stopped
With the cable runnin' out the backside
Disco naked

And if you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying,
Go talk to Anna Hand.
Go start the multiplyin'

Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

BlaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Red

Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
Diddy on dawn to the don don diggy dawn.
[repeat]

[CHORUS]
Doubt'll be the fire of your delight, but you're never gonna come back down
A halve
The pop song on the five, but you're never gonna come back down
To grab
The t-shirt off the line, but you're never gonna come back down
I think she's murderously sly, but you're never gonna come back down
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back down,

We are here to save the ERF uhhh. E-R-F uh..

Todd Berry Todd Berry
I'm gonna pay you on a chorley rate,
pay you on a chorley rate, rate, rate, rate, rate...

Oh when I woke up and got on the BMT
I saw the boom shudap and that's fresh to me ..
And they were scrawling on the window with wise-ass keys,
And they were driving out the lots in their Mercurys.

Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
Diddy on dawn to the don don diggy dawn.
[repeat]

If you had a chance-ah
You wouldn't even stop denying
Go talk to Anna Hand,
Go start the multiplyin'

[CHORUS]
Doubt'll be the fire of your delight, but you're never gonna come back down
A halve
The pop song on the five, but you're never gonna come back down
To grab
The t-shirt off the line,
but you're never gonna come back down
I think she's murderously sly,
but you're never gonna come back dowwwwwwwwn
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back down,
But you're never gonna come back Dowwwnnn,..,

He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger,
sucka dj's they get stopped by a single finger....

Huh!

He's gonna bubble it up now,

He likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up,
he likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up,

Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT,

Please bring it up, bring it up, bring it up, bring it up,

Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up just a little more than that?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up just..could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?

Say hallelujah peoples, say hallelujah oh yes!
Yes, yes in the name, the name of, in the naaaaame,
In the name,
And it was in my belly bitter,
But in my mouth-ah, it was-ah sweeter.

[CHORUS]
Doubt'll be the fire of your delight,
but you're never gonna come back down
A halve
The pop song on the five,
but you're never gonna come back down
To grab
The t-shirt off the line,
but you're never gonna come back down
I think she's murderously sly,
but you're never gonna come back dowwwwwwwwwwn

You understand?

You know what I'm saying?

Rght on to the people up front,
Right to the people in the back,
Right on to the bartender,
Right on to the waitresses,
Right on to the DJ,
Right on,
Right on to the lady with the beer over there in the pink skirt,
Right on to all them mmmmmm English girls named Charisse...
Fucking blonde English girls with ghetto names you know what I'm saying?
I love that shit.

And the seven udders uttered,
The seven unders thundered,
The seven thunders uttered,
The seven utters thuddered, thuddered,
thuddered, under, thuddered under
The seven thunders uttered.

Charisse-ah.

Somersault"

You're the prince to my ballerina
You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me

You talk to loners, you ask how's your week
You give love to all and give love to me
You're obsessed with hiding the sticks and stones
When I fear the unknown
You feel like home, you feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last jelly bean
You would somersault in sand with me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
You saved me

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet and you were sound
See I had shrunk yet still you wore me around
And 'round and 'round