South 12th Teen Party Annex


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13th Mar 2012

Tuesday // 3pm // 2 months ago

he’s got 2 much $$$

he’s got 2 many grlfrnds

i’m jealous

that’s all

:’(

04th Mar 2011

Friday // 5pm // 1 year ago

omg h8 those news anchorz so rude

trivialrecords

11th May 2010

Tuesday // 4pm // 2 years ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Plays: 70

omg teen drinkin <3 <3 sarahbelfort:

The Pleasure Seekers - What A Way To Die

Your lovin’ fluctuates baby
and everybody knows
but the temperature always stays the same
on an ice cold bottle of Stroh’s

Weeeeeeeoooo! I’m having an all-girl teenage punk group perform this song at my funeral.

And contrary to popular belief, the band name had nothing to do with the 1964 Ann-Margret film. Obviously:

coolsongz4teengirlz

03rd May 2010

Monday // 2pm // 2 years ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Plays: 40

Cool Songz 4 Teen Girlz strives to reach a very similar demographic to the S. 12th Teen Party Annex. Here’s Janet Jackson, “Together Again”, from 1998. 

16th Apr 2010

Friday // 11am // 2 years ago
OMG drakkar noir DIS c%d definitely wrk 4 U t%&#8230; ;) ;)

OMG drakkar noir DIS c%d definitely wrk 4 U t%… ;) ;)


12th Apr 2010

Monday // 4pm // 2 years ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Plays: 22 / Download

surprIz, surprIz

d boiz R om

my guardian ():)

run dwn my phone

d heats on, mr

cnt U hEr dem scream, wot eva hapnd 2 d teenage dream?

omg marc bolan trex

thx sarah ;) <3 <3 <3

31st Mar 2010

Wednesday // 3pm // 2 years ago
"I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker," Sandi Thom

The Fascists won’t allow this video to be embedded, but please watch this 2006 hit teen anthem immediately. It is the official theme song of the S. 12th Teen Party Annex.

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In 77 and 69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn’t care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn’t play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and when radio was king,
When accountants didn’t have control
And the media couldn’t buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn’t know everything

[Chorus]

When pop-stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

[Chorus]

When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs,
And playing games meant kick around
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

[Chorus]

I was born too late to a world that doesn’t care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

26th Mar 2010

Friday // 6pm // 2 years ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Plays: 42 / Download
“The song is a little vague and cryptic. One interpretation is that the narrator is beginning a descent into something evil, probably Satanism, and his family is concerned. Throughout the song he tells his mother and father not to try to help him. Some lines include, ‘Tell your children not to walk my way’ telling them not to send his brothers and sisters; and ‘Not about to see your light’ meaning he doesn’t want to go the way of his parents.”

- Courtesy songfacts.com

fallingandlaughing

24th Mar 2010

Wednesday // 5pm // 2 years ago
omg that&#8217;s us! ;) ;)
via fallingandlaughing:

omg that’s us! ;) ;)

via fallingandlaughing:

24th Mar 2010

Wednesday // 12pm // 2 years ago
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Plays: 16 / Download

The Adverts, “Bored Teenagers.”

We’re talking into corners.
Finding ways to fill the vacuum.
And though our mouths are dry.
We talk in hope to hit on something new.
Tied to the railway track.
It’s one way to revive but no way to relax.

We’re just bored teenagers.
Looking for love,
Or should I say emotional rages.
Bored teenagers.
Seeing ourselves as strangers.

We talk about the whys and wherefores.
Do we really care at all?
Talk about the frailty of words.
Is rarely meaningful.
When we’re sitting watching the ‘planes.
Burn up through the night like meteorites.

We’re just bored teenagers.
Looking for love,
Or should I say emotional rages.
Bored teenagers.
Seeing ourselves as strangers.

Bored teenagers.