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Sunshine Sunshine When I look at your face I see dirt; All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt; And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes; It's no surprise to me; There's a rocket I built; It's under my kilt; It's coming to blow you away. I was a jerk; I did the work for somebody else's dream; I took the chance; I lost my pants; In somebody else's dream tonight. Now you're calling me up to get paid; And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid; But I really don't have any money; I say goodbye; And you'll have to depend on your size; 'Cause the thing that I built; It's under my kilt; It's coming to blow you away. I was a jerk; I did the work for somebody else's dream; I took the chance; I lost my pants; In somebody else's dream tonight. Now I think that I'm going to bed, As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head; Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies; And it doesn't depend on the size; 'Cause the thing that I built; It's under my kilt; It's coming to blow you away. I was a jerk; I did the work for somebody else's dream; I took the chance; I lost my pants; In somebody else's dream tonight... Wheatus |
Teenage Dirtbag Teenage Dirtbag Her name is Noëlle, I have a dream about her, She rings my bell, I got gym class in half an hour Oh how she rocks in Keds and tube socks, but she doesn't know who I am And she doesn't give a damn about me. Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me. Ooohoo Hoo Hooooo Her boyfriend's a dick He brings a gun to school And he'd simply kick my ass if he knew the truth He lives on my block He drives and I walk But he doesn't know who I am and he doesn't give a damn about me. Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby. Listen to Iron Maiden baby with me. Ooohoo Hoo Hooooo Oh yeah, Dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing. Oh yeah, Dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing. Man I feel like mold It's prom night and I am lonely Low and behold, she's walking over to me This must be fake my lip starts to shake How does she know who I am and why does she give a damn about me (she said) I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby Come with me Friday, don't say maybe, I'm justa teenage dirtbag baby like you Ooohoo Hoo Hooooo Oh yeah, Dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing. Oh yeah, Dirtbag No, she doesn't know what she's missing... Wheatus |
The Deck The Deck She stands on the deck hear, To watch all the landslides, She's waiting for myrtle, Can't wait 'til she drives by, She's focused on football, Making her plants grow, You'd think he'd have noticed, Become what she needs, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, I'll marry a nice man, And move out to Northport, And sell my camero, To live in a white house, And have my twa corbies, And make up some cut lips, I'll live in a white house, I am Susie Brown, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo, Now I'm not a DJ, I play one in real life, You've heard all my records, The hits cut like steak knives, Role out the red carpet, Like leaves through the winter, Now I'm not a DJ, I'd sure like to be, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, Not today, not today, She says go away, Go away, go away, She says keep it all inside, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo, Nahoohoo, nahoohoo... Wheatus |
The London Sun The London Sun Socrates ain't got nothin on me when it comes to overthinking Paranoid, is how I prefer to be into the ground I'm sinkin' Then you call, and you say, in your ordinary way that you can't help me out of the ordinary You're just like the London son, man you're over and done with before you've begun and I won't be like the only one who would stand here and smile and try to be fun when I say Hey baby what went wrong we go back to beginnings of stories too long to be told Like you were the only one who ever got left in the dark by the London sun. Hurricanes are blowing out my brains but my eyes are calm and hollow Air plane stalls from the sky it falls you can read the news tomorrow Then you call, Then you call, and you say, and you say, in your ordinary way, that your life, that your life, with me has become too ****ing ordinary Leave if you want to leave It's alright I know what it's like to feel like life is passing by and you are stuck in the place you're in, Ordinary space you're in, stuck out of luck in this place that I'm stuck in with You. You're just like the London son, man you're over and done with before you've begun and I won't be like the only one who would stand here and smile and try to be fun when I say Hey baby what went wrong we go back to beginnings of stories too long to be told Like you were the only one who ever got left in the dark by the London... Wheatus |
The Song That I Wrote When You Dissed Me The Song That I Wrote When You Dissed Me Hey there Mr. Marlboro man, what you gonna do, When there's nobody left but your choke smoking self to abuse? Hey there Mr. C.E.O man, where you gonna be, When your daughter and me hop the first cheap flight to Fiji? Or Paris? There you go telling me how I feel again, There you go telling me what you need again, There you go telling me how to be again, Just like you, aint it true? But like that nasty King Kong, Cock strong and half a block long, There weren't nothing as the song that I wrote when you dissed me. Hey there Mr. Fraternity boy, what you gonna say, When its time to admit to your family and shit that you're gay, anyway, Hey there Mr. Head In The Clouds, you know what I found? Got the tape of the rape and that ass that you pound, how profound, pass Around, There you go telling me how I feel again, There you go telling me what you need again, There you go telling me how to be again, Just like you, aint it true? But like that nasty King Kong, Cock strong and half a block long, There weren't nothing as the song that I wrote when you dissed me, Just like that nasty King Kong, Cock strong and half a block long, There weren't nothing as the song that I wrote when you dissed me. Everybody Lunch, Lunch, Lunch, Lunch, Yeah everything's alright, Leave it alone tonight, Yeah everything's ok, Just tell your mom you're gay, Yeah yeah, Just like that nasty King Kong, Cock strong and half a block long, There weren't nothing as strong, As that nasty King Kong, Just like that nasty King Kong, Cock strong and half a block long, There weren't nothing as strong as the song that I wrote, Mother****er... Wheatus |
The Truth I Tell Myself The Truth I Tell Myself You don't have to tell me that I'm stubborn 'cause I'm not and I know 'cause it runs in my family it skips every other generation You don't have to save my soul or make me feel like I'm in control. It's not worth the double scotch whiskey that you'd have to buy me. You look like your surprised. Like when will I get wise But I'll just drive them same dead ends I've tried and I think I know why There's no connection between what I want and what is good for me. The truth I tell myself not to believe There's no connection between what I am and where I'm supposed to be. The truth I tell myself not to believe. I really could have been some thin' but I'm not and I know that it's somebody else's fault Just like every ****ed up thing that's ever happened I could have been like the king or someone who (would always win) (or someone who you knew would win) (or someone you'd bet on to win) could really sing Folks would line up round the corner just so they could come n' hear (watch me) me There I go again. Them devils love that sin. Well they can't end what I do not begin. So I'm safe where I'm in. There's no connection between what I want and what is good for me. The truth I tell myself not to believe. There's no connection between what I am and where I'm supposed to be. The truth I tell myself not to believe. Don't think that I'm expecting you to stay 'Cause you won't and I know 'cause I've seen it a million times It's my charming self destructive disposition Yeah I think that happy endings are for fools Who feel like will never loose People, who think (believe) there's a God out there that's gonna save them I'll get this round my friend. Then we'll start again The way we did when we were who we are. Have we come that far? There's no connection between what I want and what is good for me. The truth I tell myself not to believe There's no connection between what I am and where) I'm supposed to be. The truth I tell myself not to believe... Wheatus |
This Island This Island I met the King of England once but the guys in the deli back home they don't believe me. I ride my bike all around round my home town where nobody knows me. And I think that the problem is mine they I should take And take a more positive line on the situation when solutions are staring me right in the Face it we've run out of time But if you do what I say everything will be fine Well No thanks I'd rather sit here and die on this island Can't you see I need this to end and be dead. No thanks I'd rather sit here and die on this island Can't you see I need this to end and be dead. I had a dream about a song. It was so strong. It made all the rights wrong I tried to write it all down. Capture the sound. You won't believe what I found. But the good turned to bad, sad and mad when I played it it sounded like more like a fad that had lasted a little too long than it had and I realized that this was as good as it got. There's no snowballs in hell cause it's too ****in hot so No thanks I'd rather sit here and die on this island Can't you see I need this to end and be dead. No thanks I'd rather sit here and die on this island Can't you see I need this to end and be dead. Yeah I thought that I knew who I was what did I know off nothing or all the above I did I mention those hip new ideas I got from you last week they sucked all the life out of life in a heartbeat and ripped mine right out of my chest aand the kids saw right through but you already knew that was true since you tried it the 1st time in 1989 when you were the one in my shoes and some asshole like you told you what you should do when you do what you do and you had to do it like he wanted you to have you learned how to live with regret yet I can't keep these these things in my head If I turn out like you I will wish I was dead... Wheatus |
Truffles Truffles You, you think yer such a bad ass You think yer such a rough neck Well I saw you outside eating truffles with yer mom on the patio I think it's really sad though and tell yer girl ta quit buggin' me 'Cause I saw her outside suckin' dick In the bathroom of the bus of the Iron Maiden cover band; When your pencil neck breaks, when your bird chest caves in I'm gonna win When your pencil neck breaks, when your bird chest caves in I'm gonna win Me, I'm just another gringo, a bitter jalepeno But I gets more montequilla in a week than your bitch ass gets in a lifetime You're steppin' on a land mine Your gonna shoot yer eye out I'm thinkin' what in the Sam Ham Hill is goin' on wit yer moms in the clogs and the skirt Wouldn't ****'er for my country with a flag on her face and a stolen dick. You, you think yer still a bad ass, You think your still a rough neck Well let's take this outside... Wheatus |
Wanna be Gangstar Wanna be Gangstar I am a wannabe You better be careful around me I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made And we are fashioned in the image of the Don's who have come before us We all kiss the rings of sand like our fathers told us. 'Cause I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack, better go back to far away. Like a lemon pie a la mode, my nine is easy to load Aall hail Jericho Turnpike Teck That's where I go to learn the things about the universe I'll need So I can build a stamped 'Cause I'm all up in your face again, I'm all up in your face. A wannabe gangstar, a victim of the chromosome prankster I thanks ya, I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair Oh damn, I reak of cologne But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I'm nappy, I'm crappy, got jimmy hats from pappy So now I'm trigger happy (Girl did he just rhyme 'crappy' with 'happy'?) Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit wit, got Cheese Whiz or not? Then I'm a hafta blow up ya mail box biatch! Or toilet paper ya front yard, show the cops my Suburbs Card They gotta let me go cause they know that I'm hard It's the deal it's for real, ya betta listen to what I'm tellin' ya 'Cause I'm a wannabe gangstar... Wheatus |
Who Would Have Thought? Who Would Have Thought? You can take your eyes off your phone, Cos from here on in you're on your own. Don't you lay your hands on me, Cos I am bowing out so gracefully. You wanted to be me And now the world will see You saw me coming from a mile away, I wish you'd told me bout the games you play. Yeah I'll run back and forth You're such a whore But now I've got the ball. Hey who would have thought. You look pathetic when you beg. Now to me you are completely dead. And you've got such a pretty face, Shame you have to hide it in disgraced. And now you've filled my place Oh you are so two faced. You saw me coming from a mile away, I wish you'd told me bout the games you play. Yeah I'll run back and forth You're such a whore But now I've got the ball over in my court. Hey who would have thought... Wheatus |
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