Lyrics:
making them strong
Never get a break, I'm up real late
All year long till Christmas Day
Forced by the Fat Man, chugging a beer can
Ask for a rest, he goes
of fries
Suddenly I'm bowling on the Starship Enterprise
I fall down a hole and that's when I realize
I am stuck in a closet with Vanna White
I'm stuck in
braves are down by two
Grab a seat and keep your big mouth shut
And don't ruin it for the rest of us
You missed bowling season
Butch blew a perfect
And the photo opportunity from Bowling for Soup
And that’s about it
Cos when the band’s about to play
And the music’s fading down
Some guy who’s 8 feet tall
Kitana's
Then soup ya potatoes
You bring the spice to Poblanos then
You can surely serve fuego
They grip ya eggos til you leave em waffled
Full throttle for
about a year since
I've seen or spoke to you
And it's been about 10 minutes
Since I told a stranger
All my favorite songs by Bowling for Soup
Lie to my
him right above the chin
With a mac ten
Shot him like it's heroine
High point with the downed pins
That's bowling
Three holes like a bowling ball
Roll
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
(Chorus)
(50 Cent)
My buzz is
around my neck
I feel like Michael Phelps
Was in the hole for thirty days
It made me fight myself
You know these hoes got dirty ways
That's why I like
these bitches
And now he got three holes in his body like a bowling ball
You ain’t my dawg you wasn’t there when I was falling off
it used to be.
Aah the years they went by and I went steadily down
Til I had no place to go
Made the soup lines by morning and the dives every night
There's certain ways that people when they bite it and they show it on
the new... you laugh. Like who gets killed by bees?!
Anytime they come
yeah well that's cool, check it out
Me and you we been down for while, right?
We been here and there we been pretty tight
Something happened last night
(Oh-no, the boy is on a roll
Reaching for his goal
Wow-wow-wow
Man you fucking with the best, the best
Better show respect)
Ah
(The boy ain't gonna
unstainable
I chew rocks
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
motion guess I ain't grow enough
Weight on my back it weigh a ton
An I'm taking off an I ain't waiting for nun
I ain't tryna hear the Ra Ra I'm providing
Chivas Regal, you Boone's Farm
I chew y'all when soup's on, I eat 'em like a crouton
Without a doubt, I never been tooken out
By a sucker, who couldn't
a gang of bad bitches by his feet
But now, that he's, locked away
He can't get no love on visiting today
Holla holla, pop yo' collar
Shit a nigga just
unstainable
I chew rocks
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
feeding leaches that's eatin'
Then that could really begin to put a dent in expenses
Then again, Em, you'll be paying for this bill
Because we all can tell
but I overcame
Call me by my name don't be rude
My name is Penguin Dude
The Penguins pecker ready to strike at his opponents
Putting in more holes that
not far from fascism
The classism is rampant in this backwards trash hole we live in
Where assholes are winning
Where sad souls get devoured whole by
about dissin Christians?
Ha you fell for the gambit
I drop hot shit like rocks that fell to the planet
...So don’t get popped dropped and shelled by
or Gomorrah
Which one are you the more of?
Chevy's sittin' on 30's and
20's on the Saurus fiendin' for that spot
The money bout to burn a hole in my pocket
So I
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