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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
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
Lyrics submitted by Snap-Dragon, edited by ChipperSpiff
Viva Discordia Lyrics as written by Jeremy V. Page Christian Oppel
Lyrics © DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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Jeez, 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
Tony Jones! thank you so much for these corrections. they are deffinitley very wrong at the top of page.. umm and yeah i think you should withdraw your attempt at this song's lyrics snap dragon... you suck. but it was a nice try. and ummmm one more thing tony, i think it is 'going off to war, now' not 'going off the wall, now'<br /> but you are amazing for getting these so right. thank you very very much dude.