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Bowling For Soup Album


The Great Burrito Extortion Case (11/07/2006)
11/07/2006
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Outro (hidden track)
. . .



Stop before you get my started
Maybe I'll just go
I'm not exactly broken hearted
But I think you already know
That there's more to the story that I'm givin' up
Maybe I should just grow up

There's a picture of a girl somewhere
That fits this empty frame
And there's a song here somewhere with a happier refrain
It came to me, I think they call it an epiphany
Man that's a big word

Ch:
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
Somewhat somewhat documented
And depicted in this book of memories
That's as empty as a broken glass,
Or a gas tank in my car
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are

I try so hard not to remember
I wish I could forget
The thoughts of you in syndication
Just like the time I met Joan Jett
At a Grammy party on a Saturday night
After you and me had a big fight

There's a picture of a boy somewhere that fits your empty frame
I tried switching the station,
But the song stays the same
It came to me, think they call it an epiphany
That line was lame

Ch:
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
Somewhat somewhat documented
And depicted in this book of memories
That's as empty as a broken glass
Or a gas tank in my car
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are

Brsdg
Are you still at home?
Or did you go to Rome?
I swear I think I saw you on some Italian movie
Showing on the plane
I couldn't read your name
Subtitles don't work on the credits,
Man that's a shame
And it's a shame 'bout me and you
No one to blame but, you

Ch:
All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
Somewhat somewhat documented
And depicted in this book of memories
That's as empty as a broken glass
Or a gas tank in my car
If you can hear me now,
If you can hear me now,
If you can hear me now,
Come out, come out, wherever you are
Wherever you are
I think they call it an epiphany

. . .



Four years you think for sure
That's all you've got to endure
All the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial, so immature
Then when you graduate
You take a look around and you say HEY WAIT
This is the same as where I just came from
I thought it was over
Aw that's just great

The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's having sex,
Who's got the money, who gets the honeys,
Who's kinda cute and who's just a mess
And you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right friends
Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends
High school never ends

Check out the popular kids
You'll never guess what Jessica did
How did Mary Kate lose all that weight
And Katie had a baby so I guess Tom's straight
And the only thing that matters
Is climbing up that social ladder
Still care about your hair and the car you drive
Doesn't matter if you're sixteen or thirty-five

Reese Witherspoon,
She's the prom queen
Bill Gates,
Captain of the chess team
Jack Black, the clown
Brad Pitt, the quarterback
I've seen it all before
I want my money back

The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's having sex,
Who's in the clubs and who's on the drugs,
Who's throwing up before they digest
And you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right friends
And you're still listen to the same shit you did back then
High school never ends

High school never ends

The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's having sex,
Who's got the money, who gets the honeys,
Who's kinda cute and who's just a mess
And I still don't have the right look
And I still have the same three friends
And I'm pretty much the same as I was back then
High school never ends

High school never ends

High school never ends

Here we go again

. . .



I always thought my movie
Would be a comedy
Not quite the tragedy that its become
More slapstick than chickflick
More Caddyshack than Breakfast At Tiffany's
So, thank me at the podium
For a lifetime of contribution
Turn on the cameras
Someone cue the extras
Hair and makeup to the set

Because the big screen's callin
Final casting call
Its your big shot baby your the next big star
On another stupid movie
'bout a guy with a broken heart
Is fallin apart
Your headed for the cutting room floor
And in the sequel honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

So if you miss my movie
Get the DVD
Check out the chemistry
Between you and me
Less 'Raising Arizona'
More 'Steel Magnolias'
So when you walk down that red carpet
I hope you trip and fall
I hope someone squirts you with a watergun
A super soaker filled with pee

Because the big screen's callin
Final casting call
Its your big shot baby your the next big star
On another stupid movie
About a guy with a broken heart
Is fallin apart
Your headed for the cutting room floor
And in the sequel honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

All apologies
To kevin costner
and that chick from monster
Give me Adam Sandler,
Will Ferrell, Belushi and even Val Kilmer
He was funny in 'Real Genius'

~Greg~
What about 'Top Gun'?
~Jaret~
No, 'Top Gun' wasn't funny
~Greg~
Whatever

Top secret was funny too

Because the big screen's callin
Final casting call
Its your big shot baby your the next big star
On another stupid movie
About a guy with a broken heart
Is fallin apart
Your headed for the cutting room floor
And in the sequel honey
I'm the guy who gets the girl

. . .



(This fucking song is all personality)
(Dude, that's the shit!)

Well we've all heard about
how the guys in the band
Weren't the popular kids in school
And now you hate your parents
'cause of the way you turned out
But in the end the blame's on you

And we all sympathize with your torn-apart heart
And your really artistic worldly views
It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days

I think rock and roll is really funny
when it's serious

Don't hate us 'cause we're happy
Don't hate us 'cause we're beautiful
Don't hate us if we make you smile
Or if we go the extra mile
To make someone feel better
on a really shitty day
And if you're hearing what I'm saying then
I want to hear you say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)
Say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)

Let's start a movement, let's start it right now
And if you don't know where to start
I can show you I'm your new team captain
Put your left hand over your heart
and repeat after me

It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Chris, Gary? You guys wanna join in?
(Yeah, buddy. Sure. Sorry Dude)
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
It's perfectly fine to be a happy individual
Very Nice. Very Nice.

Don't hate us 'cause we're happy
Don't hate us 'cause we're miserable
Don't hate us if we make you smile
Or if we go the extra mile
To make someone feel better on a really shitty day
And if you're hearing what I'm saying then
I want to hear you say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)
Say, "I'm gay!" (I'm gay!)

That's right, ladies and gentleman!
Pick up the phone
'cause Bowling For Soup is on the line!
And you don't have to be sad anymore!
You don't have to be mad anymore!
We can all join hands and do ring around
the freaking rosie!
In fact, can we can get some "La la"s up in here?

It sells records when you're sad these days
It's super cool to be mad these days
I think rock and roll is really funny
When it's serious

Yo, where my "La la"s at!

La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la
La la la la
La la-la la, la-la la-la

. . .



Remember back at Ryder High
Wishing on stars in the Texas sky
I got your name tattooed
Across my heart how could we lose
Back in black when we were hand in hand
Two young kids like Jack and Diane
Falling at the speed of light
Burning up never felt so right
So why I don't miss you
Tell me what I am supposed to do
After all the shit that we've been through
I can't feel a thing
Maybe I was too high
Maybe I just sobered up too soon
You're still on the dark side of the moon
And always on my mind
So why don't I miss you
So many nights we drove around
King and queen of the whole damn town
Voted most likely to succeed
We were everybody's meant to be
Burned out plans to take over the world
Did I fuck it up, or did we just get bored
Kept losing at the same old game
We had our 15 minutes of fame
We took it all the way
You can't say we didn't try
So why I don't miss you
Tell me what I am supposed to do
After all the shit that we've been through
I can't feel a thing
Maybe I was too high
Maybe I just sobered up too soon
You're still on the dark side of the moon
And always on my mind
So why don't I miss you
Why don't I miss the way you laugh
At everything I say
You mom's apple pie always blew me away
It's funny how I always write the same old song
I wonder if you ever sing along with me
Sing along with me
So why I don't miss you
Tell me what I am supposed to do
After all the shit we've been through
I can't feel a thing
Maybe I was too high
Maybe I sobered up too soon
You're still on the dark side of the moon
And always on my mind
So why do I miss you

. . .



I can lay it on real thick
But I know how you don't like to get bogged down
With anything 'bout us
And our kick ass true love tale
Sorry I swore just then
Cause I know you hate it
And by the way that cake you baked me really sucked
But I ate it

[Chorus]
Cause I loved you
Even more that you could ever imagine
Here's a friendly goodbye
5,6,7
Ain't that a “b” with an itch
Ain't that a mother trucker
You can go to h-e-double hockey sticks
And f yourself
Cause I'm flippin' gosh darn sick
Of all the “s” words you put me through
So f-u
F-u

I can hang it out to dry
Cause I know how you like all your laundry neat
And not just thrown around
Like a chain saw in need of juggling
Sorry I flipped you off cause I know,
That you hate it
And that homemade porn I said that I erased
Well I saved it

[Chorus Repeat]

I'll send you a post card that says
I'm glad you're not here
I'll buy you a t-shirt
But I'll use it to wipe up the beer
That I spilled
While I was spilling my guts
To my friends about you
And I really don't have anything else nice to say

[Chorus Repeat]

. . .



VERSE 1
Man your really one heck of a guy
Best friend since junior high
You showed me Playboy for the very first time
That was rad
We saw Bon Jovi we sat in the front row
I pierced your ear right before the show
We stole your brother's beer and he didn't know


1ST CHORUS
Your new girlfriend is a son of a gun
Did you fall in love or did
You just want to get some
That girl is crazy she's a lo-co-motion
I know you know she used to be my girl
You'd better run for cover
Cause she's tickin like a time bomb
And did i mention that youbothsuck.com
Now your stuck with her
Like Mellencamp is stuck with cougar.
I guess that makes me the LUCKIEST LOSER

VERSE 2
I met her at a kegger past out in the yard
Gettin in her pants wasn't really that hard
6 months later she crashed my car
That was rad
She's got a glow from her spray on tan
Marilyn manson is her favorite band
I really think she might worship Satan, not a band

2ND CHORUS
Your new boyfriend is a son of a gun
Did you fall in love or did
You just want to get some
That girl is crazy she's a lo-co-motion
I know you know she used to be my girl
You should run for cover
Cause she's tickin like a time bomb
And did i mention that youbothsuck.com
Now she's stuck with you
Like a frat guy with a bad tattoo
Like celebrity golf with Alice Cooper
Guess that makes me the LUCKIEST LOSER

BRIDGE
Mel Gibson, Danny Glover you deserve each other
I'll leave the weapon when you take her home to
Meet your mother
She was a superstar, back seat of my car
Those days are over, now the night goes on yeah

3RD CHORUS
Your new girlfriend is a son of a gun
Did you fall in love
Or did you just want to get some
That girl is crazy she's a lo-co-motion
I know you know she used to be my girl
You'd better run for cover
Cause she's tickin like a time bomb
And did i mention that youbothsuck.com
Now your stuck wit her
Like Mellencamp is stuck with cougar.
Like number two on a pooper scooper
I guess that makes me te LUCKIEST LOSER

. . .



I woke up today.
That was my first mistake.
Woulda been better off
In the middle of a dream
I was havin' bout a brighter day.
Yesterday, I gave my heart away.
By the middle of the day,
You could search for a sucker
and buy it now on ebay.

CHORUS 1
Hold your head up and face the day.
Seems like everybody's got a way
to say "I'm doing OK."
I'm OK as long as you're happy-
Without me.
Without my hand- to hold.
Without my jacket- to keep you warm when you're cold.
Oh yeah you're cold.
Popsicle lovin, pie crusts,
Promises, ice cream kisses
That I'm really gonna miss you.
Smithsonian, peppermint,
Sugar coated accident, empty locker, cavity,
And now we're just history.
And this is all I ever wnated.
I can take the heartbreak.
Can I get something for my lovesick stomache ache?
I threw up today.
I kinda sorta prayed
To go back in time and rewrite these lines
But I'll settle for a Bloody Mary.
"What's that?" you say.
You say you're not so OK.
Looin down from the top of a 30-foot drop.
That's exactly what you wanted.

CHORUS 2
Hold your head up and face the day.
Seems like yesterday you got your way.
But I am doing OK.
What's that you say?
You say you're not really happy without me.
Without my hand- to hold.
Without my jacket
To keep you warm when you're cold.
This is all I ever wnated.
I can take the heartbreak.
Can I get something for my lovesick stomacheache?
And this is much more than I needed.
(Can I have some Ginger Ale?)
I feel the agony of the defeated.
(Tell her she can go to hell.)
And if you really wanna make me feel better
Just don't let her take the sweater
I was wearin when I met her
Cause I know she's gonna say it was hers.
But it's mine. That shit is mine.

Popsicle lovin, pie crusts,
Promises, ice cream kisses
That I'm really gonna miss you.
Smithsonian, peppermint,
Sugar coated accident, empty locker,
Cavity, and now we're just history. x3

. . .



Jeanie has a dad that might as well be dead.
A case of day habit every other kids.
She's a much more beautiful person
Then you'll ever know.
She hates the world
At least the one outside.
She's a Myspace kid livin a virtual life.
She's a much more beautiful person
Than she'll ever know.

CHORUS
Close your eyes and the time tick by.
In this life, it's OK to cry, sometimes.
It can be hard to see what's right in front of you.
You're gonna smile sometimes,
Your worlds will collide.
I know you're tired of waiting,
So when you're through with hating,
You'll be a much more beautiful person,
And now you know.
And now you know.

Tommy can't help but feelin alone,
Walking the halls with his head hung low.
And he's a much more beautiful person
Than he'll ever know.
High school kids can be so nasty
In a cut-throat war for popularity.
A much more beautiful person then he'll ever know.

CHORUS

And you don't feel so lucky,
But I've seen so many things in you.
Believe me, I know just what you're going through.
So stand up and take a bow,
Hold your head high
Don't ever let them get you down.
It's all about you
And it's not what they do.
You're gonna smile sometimes,
Your worlds will collide.
I know you're tired of waiting,
So when you're through with hating,
You'll ba a much more beautiful person
And now you know. And now you know.

. . .



Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!

You know ya left the window open
And now the cat is gone
And my girlfriend says
you're really sweet what the hell is going on?
You never gave me back my leather jacket
And now it's out of style
And I warned you that that instance
Would set my house on fire

Now i'm not going to beat you up
Or drag you through the mud
I just want all my CD's back
In the cases with the hard work still intact
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
When friends like You-o-o-ou
Who needs friends?

Like when the guy put you in Reno,
Had a lawyer for a dad.
He got ours mixed up and sued my ass.
Man that was really cool
Of you to fix me up with a girl from work
That used to be a guy
When you lost all my money on the superbowl
It made me WANT TO CRY!
I'm not going to beat you up
or drag you through the mud
When the pending file sharing suit goes down
And why'd you need
The whole Metallica catalog anyway?
We haven't liked them for ten years.
We like the Queers, we like beers
Stuck with Van Halen through the shitty years.
Now its over
YEAH!

You know ya left the back door open
AND NOW THE DOG IS GONE
And my girlfriend says you're really sweet
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
And you never gave me back
My leather jacket and now it's outta style
I should have beat you
With your burkenstock
When you set my house on fire!
FRIENDS LIKE YOU!
Who needs friends?
Friends like you!
Who needs friends?
When friends like you-o-o-ou
Like you-o-ou who needs friends?

. . .



Well, I know that it's early
And it's too hard to think
And the broken empty bottles
Are reminder in the sink
But I thought that I should tell you
If it's not to late to say
I could put back all the pieces,
They just might not fit the same

Nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Well, I know it's been years now,
And I don't look the same
And the hopes and dreams you had for me
You thought went down the drain.
And the room feels so empty
where my pictures used to be
And I can't say that I blame you,
But you can't blame me

Cuz nothing's worth losing
Especially the chance to make it right

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Come over
Come over

Cause I gotta know,
If I am doing this all on my own

Come over
Come over

How can I show you if you're not here

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
Are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

And I know that we're gonna be fine
And the tattooed mistakes
are gonna fade over time
As long as we live, time passes by
And we won't get it back when we die

Come over
Come over

Wooohooohooohaaaaawwww

. . .



Such a big man, such a little chick.
I think it all goes back to your tiny
Pick- up truck in the driveway,
With a sticker on the window
"Rest in Peace Number 3".
Tell all your friends
How you put her in her place.
7 pounds of makeup
Just to hide her beat up face.
Such a pretty face.

CHORUS
It takes a tough man to slap her around.
Such a bad guy to keep such a good girl down.
She's wearing shades
Behind the tinted glass.
And I've got 99 biker friends
That wanna kick your ass.

Tell her that you're sorry.
Blame it on the beer.
Your dad was mean to you.
Your friends think you're an asshole
And I do too.
Over compensatin' for your small shoes.
Takin her away, but you won't say when.
Hold her in your arms,
Tell her this won't happen again.
When will this end? Well

[CHORUS]

I wish Bruce Lee was here right now
With his trusty nun-chucks
Chuck Norris is still alive,
So let's call up Walker, Texas Ranger,
All the dudes from "Danger, Danger".
Let's get the A-Team,
50 Cent with his bling-bling,
And a couple of prison guards.

[CHORUS]

Start runnin' now.
We're gonna kick your ass!

. . .



I was out on the front line, doin' just fine.
Put it all behind me
'til I cam across a letter from an old friend,
Askin' "How you been?"
Stopped me dead in my tracks
And shot me right back there to '02
And it was me and you
What am I supposed to say?
I hope I don't fall head over heals
Cause I know how it's gonna feel.
And I don't think I could live through you again.

CHORUS
So don't don't don't
Let it be love love love
Because it hurts a lot, like it or not.
If it comes down to love or money,
It won't be love love love
It won't be love love love.
And I know I should know better.
Man, I hate this stuff. Don't let it be love.

Let's think in the front line.
I'm on the drop line.
So fill me in, bash me over the head.
Wish I was dead. Time heals everything,
Time heals everything.
At least that's what I've read.
Here we go again. We're head over heals
And I know how it's gonna feel.
When it crashes and it burns
It'll be too much. So

CHORUS

And if I ever hear that song again
I just might kill someone.
Not literally
But the thought has crossed my mind.

So don't don't don't
Let it be love love love
I'm much better with
WHAM! BAM! Thank you Ma'am

CHORUS

. . .



You were right all along.
You know I hate that, admitting I was wrong.
So I don't answer the phone when it's you.
It's funny when I see the caller I.D.
Shows the phone line's still in your dad's name.
So hey, I'm doing OK.

And I'll get back to you if you come back to me.
Your voice is so Marilyn Monroe.
It's funny how that makes me wanna smash the phone.
I wonder if J.F.K. ever felt this way.
All alone, like Summer when it snows.
So out of place, so out of those fake smiles.
I used to do so well.
And here's the part of the song
Where I start to break down like my broken heart.
But it's not gonna matter
The lines are all down from a hurricane
They should have named after you.
Maybe I should get a Scorpions ringtone
To remind me of you.

CHORUS
So hey, I'm doing OK.
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me.
Oh, here we go.
Just like a broken record skippin' apart
That we both oughta know by heart.
(2nd time:
And I can still hear you singing along)

We were right there,
And now it seems so tragic.
No happy ending,
Now this whole thing seems so drastic.
You asked me 20 times
Where we could find our magic.
Ask David Copperfield or even Rick O'Casic.
David Blaine,(where's the magic?)
Lance Burton, (where's the magic?)
Harry Potter,(where's the magic?)
I used to think pop rocks were magic.
Sigfried and Roy, (where's the magic?)
Shaquille O'Neal,
(why'd you leave the magic?)
You asked me 20 times,
Or was it 28,
And your greatest trick ever
Was your great escape.

CHORUS

. . .

Outro

[No lyrics]

. . .


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