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Smash Mouth - 90's Rock Gold - Walkin' on the Sun
90's Rock Gold
Disc 1
01. Been Caught Stealing
02. Celebrity Skin
03. Seether
04. Kool Thing
05. Say It Ain't So
06. Creep
07. Novocaine for the Soul
08. Zombie
09. Lightning Crashes
10. Mother Mother
11. One Headlight
12. Better Get Used to It
13. Love Spreads
14. Touch, Peel and Stand
15. Ahead by a Century
16. Lit Up
17. That Song
Disc 2
01. Semi-Charmed Life
02. Closing Time
03. You Get What You Give
04. Breakfast at Tiffany's
05. If You Could Only See
06. One of Us
07. More Than Words
08. Apparitions
09. Hey Jealousy
10. Walkin' on the Sun
11. The Impression That I Get
12. My Favourite Game
13. Common People
14. Laid
15. All the Small Things
16. What I Got
17. Nookie
It ain't no joke, I'd like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey, I know it's just a song, but it's spice for the recipe
This is a love attack, I know it went out, but it's back
It's just like any fad, it retracts before impact
And just like fashion it's a passion for the with-it and hip
If you got the goods, they'll come and buy it
Just to stay in the clique

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the Sun

Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and oppression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin' and clappin', man, what the hell happened?
Then some were spellbound, some were hellbound
Some, they fell down and some got back up
And fought back against the meltdown
And their kids were hippie chicks, all hypocrites
Because fashion is smashing the true meaning of it

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the sun

It ain't no joke when a mama's handkerchief is soaked
With her tears because her baby's life has been revoked
The bond is broke up, so choke up and focus on the close up
Mr. Wizard can't perform no god-like hocus-pocus
So don't sit back, kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked
News at ten, your neighborhood is under attack
Put away the crack before the crack puts you away
You need to be there when your baby's old enough to relate

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the sun

You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun