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 The London Music Archives - 2001 Long Weekend Beat It Makes No Sense Luv Handles |
Darren Powers - guitar, vocals Barney Szabo - drums Sean McGee - guitar, bass Music and lyrics by Stewdawg Recorded Feb. 17, 2001 |
Your girlfriend says lick it, cop says here's a ticket, two things are foe sure Your friend says drink a beer, liver sheds a tear, you'll be drunk all weekend long So I will sing a song, take a hit from mister bong, I can't believe it's here Chorus: May 24 May Drunken 24 Your half naked in the sun, wanted as ever and having fun, hoping you'll remember who you screw There's your beat friend call em Duke, your face is yellow you might puke, these are the perks of the week-end There's a rumor might be a keg your goalie has a peg leg everybody knows him an Nathan. Chorus Gotta friend and his name is Shane he's got Herpes what a shame his girlfriend Tina is who is blame I beg of you to have no fear, here's a funnel, here's a beer, this could only mean one thing So now you're drunk and wasted, said the best s**t you've ever tasted, until I told you what it was Chorus X2 Beat It Car breaks down in the middle of the road, Guy in the passing lane is too damn old Burns when you pee if you know what I mean Guy in the bathroom says play with me You slave all day at a job you hate, All you want to do is masturbate Chorus: Gotta new way of thinking Every time I feel it Go out and go drinkin Tell the world to BEAT IT Call from a girl we went on a date, She says sorry Stew Dawg I am late, Played at the mill the night before, Early next morning cop on my door Talking to my dad need a statement I'm downstairs smoking pot in my basement Chorus Friend's name's Brian and he can't read, His mom told him he's a bad seed Out manager Mike he's a farmer, His girlfriend Tan, not much smarter Joe is our agent, he's mostly drunk We're all smoking pot in the back of his trunk Chorus So life gets you down and you feel cheated your world's crashing down and you don't need it TELL THE WORLD TO BEAT IT Chorus Makes No Sense You and me, oh where have we gone, It's been so long mace that night on the beach Pure and sky, and that look in your eye Distance, friendship, loss So lay me down baby, where are we now, Maybe we're all fools in the crazy game call life Things I'd say, if I knew that u heard, It was all so short, didn't make sense Why then, and why you, guess a never know till its your time to go So looking back on the great years that we shared I can still remember the friendship we had Why was it hard, and why were u there If you only knew how much that meant Now u can't and others they can, Why them, why not u Well I pretend, know how it feels, To try so hard, and want so much If there was something that I could have done I guess its for a reason but it doesnt make sense. Luv Handles It was Friday night we were all going swimming and I had to wear a shirt Winter's almost over and I'm getting nervous I got a whole lot bigger We've all gone through it eaten chips and pizza but still not enough bacon Chorus: Luv Handles luv handles, All the kids tease me It's not my fault Girl looks at me girl looks at you say we're kinda hot Summers getting started we go swimming I take off my top Oh surprise she walks away the reason must be because Chorus Now I'm getting older realize the problem it's my further Stu On the tread mill trying to keep fit, trying to lose a few Lost the double chin, tits went away still can't get away from the Chorus |