"Viva Discordia" as written by and Christian Oppel Jeremy Page....
Ehh!
Lucy's a goth chick
Spit in the face of a jock at the mosh pit
Then the kid lost it
Saw her at the mall at the local Hot Topic
Her boyfriend was picking out a new chain wallet
Lucy's all talk
She really ain't got no heart for a fight
She'd rather see an art show
Beat her face down till she looked like a Picasso
Even ripped the ring out her boyfriend's nostril

Brother's outside, smoking on a Newport
Heard about his sister, running through the food court
Ran right over the dude from the shoe store
Rumored that he jumped down two floors, ooh, Lord!
Came right up behind him
The kid didn't see him
I never seen that look on another human being

Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
Sunny all the time (Haha!)
Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
Keep 'em up high
This place (this place)
Has gone
Crazy

Mona from Sedona, Arizona
Drove to California in a beat up Toyota
Reading Deepak Chopra
And singing 'Champagne Supernova'

Life, it ain't all roses, though
You go where you're supposed to go
Woke up in a mobile home
Her kidney sold in Tokyo

Jumping out the double-wide
Running through the trailer park
Tearing off the duck tape
Wearing just a pair of socks
Terry-cloth undies that her parents bought
In hysterics when the sheriff stopped
Crying, with her hair in knots
Smelling like Smirnoff
I think the drugs are wearing off

Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
Sunny all the time (Haha!)
Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
Keep 'em up high
This place (this place)
Has gone
Crazy

(It don't matter)
(Climb that ladder)

Whooha!
Daddy's little president
Never found the evidence
Heaven-sent, lemon-scented medicine they fed us with
Said the speech, read it off the teleprompter
Fly away in an army helicopter

Heavy metal concert, in the yellow Mazda
Jello shots and marijuana, going off to war now
For a bunch of mobsters, looking for Osama...
(Bin La da da da da da da da)

Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
Sunny all the time (Haha!)
Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
Keep 'em up high
This place (this place)
Has gone
Crazy


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"Viva Discordia" as written by Jeremy V. Page Christian Oppel

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  • +2
    Song MeaningJeez, these lyrics are completely wrong... Is there any way to have this replaced with the CORRECT lyrics? (Note: Deepak Chopra is an Indian-American spiritualist and author. There is no "Deep October")

    Ehh!
    Lucy's a goth chick
    Spit in the face of a jock at the mosh pit
    Then the kid lost it
    Saw her at the mall at the local Hot Topic
    Her boyfriend was picking out a new chain wallet
    Lucy's all talk
    She really ain't got no heart for a fight
    She'd rather see a dog show
    Beat her face down till she looked like a Picasso
    Even ripped the ring out her boyfriend's nostril

    Brother's outside, smoking on a NewPort
    Heard about his sister, running through the food court
    Ran right over the dude from the shoe store
    Rumored that he jumped down two floors, ooh, Lord!
    Came right up behind him
    The kid didn't see him
    I never seen that look on another human being

    Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
    Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
    Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
    Sunny all the time (Haha!)
    Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
    Keep 'em up high
    This place (this place)
    Has gone
    Crazy

    Mona from Sedona, Arizona
    Drove to California in a beat up Toyota
    Reading Deepak Chopra
    And singing 'Champagne Supernova'

    Life, it ain't all roses, though
    You go where you're supposed to go
    Woke up in a mobile home
    Her kidney sold in Tokyo

    Jumping out the double-wide
    Running through the trailer park
    Tearing off the duck tape
    Wearing just a pair of socks
    Terry-cloth undies that her parents bought
    In hysterics when the sheriff stopped
    Crying, with her hair in knots
    Smelling like Smirnoff
    I think the drugs are wearing off

    Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
    Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
    Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
    Sunny all the time (Haha!)
    Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
    Keep 'em up high
    This place (this place)
    Has gone
    Crazy

    (It don't matter,)
    (Climb that latter)

    Whooha!
    Daddy's little president
    Never found the evidence
    Heaven-sent, lemon-scented medicine they fed us with
    Said the speech, read it off the teleprompter
    Fly away in an army helicopter

    Heavy metal concert, in the yellow Mazda
    Jello shots and marijuana, going off the wall, now
    For a bunch of mobsters, looking for Osama...
    (Bin La da da da da da da da)

    Bats in the belfry (Whooha!)
    Rotten on the vine (Hahahaha!)
    Can't keep my eyes closed (Whooha!)
    Sunny all the time (Haha!)
    Put your hands where I can see 'em, boy
    Keep 'em up high
    This place (this place)
    Has gone
    Crazy
    tonyjones17on January 06, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthanks for putting these lyrics up. definitely one of the best songs on their latest...i particularly like that scat solo; he should do more.

    one suggestion: i was under the impression it went

    Jello shots and marijuana
    going off to war now
    For a bunch of mobsters
    looking for Osama

    y/n? i cant imagine anyone else complaining about it (there is a shortage of THD fans as it is) so i leave it entirely in your hands.
    tmtmidgeton January 03, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentYeah toneyjones' lyrics are the right ones. the only thing that's different is the it don't matter/climb that ladder scat stuff, which would just be a pain in the ass to really type out.
    zippygutterslugon June 14, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentFinally good, modern, music.
    relephant23elephanton November 03, 2009   Link

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