Drunk Enough to Dance

Stand in line behind me

We've got tons of time to
Let it all hang out
And cast the demons out.

Once we're in the roof falls
I heard that we have got to raise it up
And let the fucker burn.

And this is sure to take awhile
But if we're going out, we're goin' out with style
So we all jump around, and we fall to the ground
Like it's the last rock show of our lives.

I'm moving in

She's moving out to Los Angeles
She's got a truck; she's got my stuff
Packed into it
Just seven months
Was just enough
Of putting up with me
Imagine that
A baseball bat upside her TV

She says she needs some therapy

You know it seemed so simple before
She could have asked
I would have given her anything
And now it's 1, 2, 3
Blame it all on me
And I had to find it out the hard way

She calls me up
She's breaking down
In Los Angeles
She misses home
She's all alone
She can't handle it
But seven months was just enough
Of putting up with her
You're brand new nose & bigger boobs
Don't change a thing

You need some therapy
I think you need some help

She's got a lot to figure out
She's got a lot to think about
She's got a lot to forget about
She's got a lot to live without
So many things to miss about me

I got it stuck in a bind

I don't even know why
It sucks to even try
But I won't try anymore

She took the afternoon train
To find a different plane
But life down the drain
Better than being ignored

{Pre Chorus:}
I think I'm taking a vacation now
I'm on holiday and maybe I won't rest
Until I've thrown it all away
Yeah I've got it down

I'm gonna feel sorry for myself
I want to blame it on everyone else
I want to be self centered
And make everybody feel sorry for me

She sent a postcard again
She said she had a new friend
I hope that by the end
He throws her heart to the floor
She says he's really ok
I hope he ends up gay
It's not a nice thing to say
But I don't care anymore

{Bridge:}
My leg fell asleep
Cause you laid on it
There's no reason to dwell on it
It's just not worth it
Remember a year ago
When we played in the show
Now get outta my head

You got your tongue pierced once,

and you say you've got another,
that you can't show anyone,
unless it's under covers,
but you're running around showing everyone your new tattoo.

You got an A in class,
and you hoped no one would notice,
you're the smartest kid in school,
and it makes you self-conscious,
and your loser boyfriend is smoking out in the boys room.

I wish someone would tell you,
you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.

I bet your mom was so happy,
you became a cheerleader,
home coming queen,
just like your older sister,
'till you dyed your hair pink
and they said what were you drinking,
and it never did sink in,
it don't matter what they think.

Cause you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.

Oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
yeah.

You're a star the way you are,
You know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you
you're beautiful you are.

You're a star the way you are,
no, you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.

No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.

No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.

I'm happy again to be stuck here again

And you're so happy again to be stuck here again
Now we can rap about "the good old days"
Laugh at dumb jokes that you make
It's great to be here and

I'm just elated to be someone you once hated
And its all so complicated
Maybe this time you can come outside your little world
Make out with another girl
If it were up to me

I'd like to buy you flowers everyday
Make everyday a holiday
Carry on and on and on about you and the things you do
The things you do

Im so sorry again you say you're leaving me again
Cause you're not happy again
And I'm left stuck here again
Now you can scream about the little things
Slap me twice across the face
Man it would be great if I could

{Chorus (in Spanish)}

8 o'clock, Monday night and I'm waitin'

To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me.
Her name is Nona, she's a rocker with a nose ring,
She wears a two way, but I'm not quite sure what that means.

And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She doesn't notice me!

Cause she is watchin' wrestling
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She's the girl all the bad guys want!

She likes the godsmack and I like agent orange
Her cd changer's full of singers that are mad at their dad
She says she'd like to score some reefer and a forty
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have

And when she walks,
All the wind blows and the angels sing.
She'll never notice me!

Cause she is watchin' wrestling
Creamin' over tough guys
Listenin' to rap metal
Turntables in her eyes

She likes 'em with a mustache
Racetrack season pass
Drivin' in a Trans - Am
Does a mullet make a man?

It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad guys want.
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!

There she goes again
With fishnets on, and dreadlocks in her hair
She broke my heart, I wanna be sedated
All I wanted was to see her naked!

Now I am watchin' wrestling
Tryin' to be a tough guy
Listenin' to rap metal
Turntables in my eyes
I can't grow a mustache
And I ain't got no season pass
All I got's a moped... moped... moped...

It's like a bad movie
She is lookin' through me
If you were me, then you'd be
Screamin' "Someone shoot me!"
As I fail miserably,
Tryin' to get the girl all the bad guys want.

She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
(There she goes again)
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
(There she goes again)
She's the girl all the bad guys want!
She's the girl all the bad guys want!

I'm waking up and bakin'

Watching the parade cause today's the day I got over you
Taking out the trash and the pictures that I stashed
Of the two of us in 1992

You stole my heart when Eddie Veder was king
I gave you a foot massage I gave you my ring
You left me for a drummer cause you said I couldn't sing
But, That's ok

Cause there'll be
No more mountain climbing in the rain
No more Long hair clogging up the drain
No more Life will never be the same
Life after Lisa is not so bad at all

Saw you with the dude who gave us our first tattoos
Did he cover up my name that was fast
Can you believe that I'm alive, still not working 9 to 5
And my little band is kicking some ass

So when you asked me if I hated you now
It's not you it's just all of the times I missed out
On sleeping with your roommate every time you passed out
But, That's ok

I'll bet you're saying to yourself that you'll find somebody else like me
But all I've gotta say is there ain't no fucking way that you're getting me to say
I'm sorry... No today!!!

Cleaning up the house again
Listening to House Of Pain
Having headaches in my brain
Listening to you complain
Shopping at the mall again
I'm out of rhymes I've gotta say
Life after Lisa is not so bad at all!!!!