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Dear Miss.Widow

Verse 1

Look at my life
You would never want it
I wouldn't care
If you took it
Look at it
Nothing came from it
Why am I alive?
In the memories
Of my enimes
The end is near
Of my tourture
To other people
I deserve nothing
What I have is a mistake
Even though its nothing
Its still too much


Chourus

Please put me out
Save yourself
Load the 45
It will be better


Verse 2

People don't care
Neither do I
Never wanted to help
Only hurt------
Can you see what I mean?
It sucks, don't it?
Don't try to save me
Its already too late
I let it slip
Don't call it suicide
Call it a favor
Tell El Diablo
How much better it is
So I can rest in peace
Im glad your happy
It was worth it

The Ballad of Frank William Abagnale Jr. (B.O.F.W.A.J.)
Verse 1
Catch me if you can
I am working for PAN AM
Im running really fast again
And now your out of gas to bad

Pre-Chorus
Money, Money he is
conning lots of checks
Money, Money what city
Is he in next?

Chorus
A Do-ctor a Law-yer
Careers are a plenty
Except he is being chased
By Hand Rat-Ty

Verse 2
Im the James Bond of the sky
And im chased by the FBI
Go-Go-Go Im gonna go
Going so fast im not that slow

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Verse 3
I r-an away when I was 16
What my mom did was obscean
Two mice in a basket was my dads dream
Im not the one that fell in the cream
Other than me there was another
And im the one that turned into butter

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Verse 4
Why dont the Yankees lose?
Cause they cant stop staring at the pinstriped dudes
This has been a three year tale
About 19 year old Abagnale

Chorus


Brain Stew (Greenday)
Im having trouble trying to sleep
Im counting sheep but running out
as time ticks by, still I try
No rest for cross-stops in my mind

on my own here we go

my eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
dried up and bulging out my skull
my mouth is dry, my face in numb
freaked up and spun out in my room

on my own here we go

my mind is set on overdrive
the clock is laughing in my face
crooked spine, my senses dulled
past the point the point of delirium

on my own here we go

Its Better to Be Brief Than Boring
Time is on my side
And I dont have a place to hide
Let this train wreck story
Tell you that its better to be brief
Brief than boring

Matt Harvey once told
About a little old story
Its kind of hunky dory
It said if you want to have friends
You better be brief
Brief instead of Boring

My life really sucks
And Im too poor to get chucks
I suck at hitting on girls
And Im to cheap to buy them pearls

Frigid
Think-ing do I need a jacket?
Think-ing do I need to rebel?
Think-ing what about me?
Think-ing its too fridged!

Was-it all thrown away?
Was-it. I dont know--- you t-e-l-l me?
Was-it all my mistake?
Was-it? Was-it?

Scream-ing its to cold---
Scream-ing like it was murder
Scream-ing HELP ME
Scream-ing a cry from a distance

Its too cold----- to go out and play---
Lets stay inside---- and get high---
And to praise---- Brad Knowells---
Jam on my guitar---- till I burn out-

Practice Wicca---- like im Jamacian---
Strip in the cold---- for play money---
Wouldnt work---- im too hated---
Who cares---- not everyone knows---

Repeat All



Helium
Hellium is an addiction
A high one for no fun
If you got to do it with a friend
Get a red ballon for best results

Use it half at a time
For it is best to do
Get one to give for a friend
And get it tied to a hand

The good thing is thats its legal
And its also cheap
Dont do this addidcion
So theres more hellium for me

Dont take it from me
If I get caught
I'll hide it under my shirt
And say im a pregant woman

The'll belive it cause my voice would be high
I just got away with a legal crime
Dont do hellium
Cause its all for me

Louise
I was killed and shot
Then Louise woke me up
I was troublesom I got my way
Then I finaly realized what I do
This is my artificle high
Before I felt like I needed to die
Louise showed me the real side
I wasn't gonna win no matter how hard I tried
I was walked on and trampled over
Like nobody was there
The way I felt made me
feel like life was unfair
Nobody gave me a damn
or a care
It was Lousie who saved
me
The better was on the Way
Repeat
Louise...................
.....Louise..............
..........Louise.........
................Louise...
L....O....U....I....S....E...
..............Thank You..
I was walked on and trampled over
Like nobody was there
The way I felt made me
feel like life was unfair
Nobody gave me a damn
or a care
It was Lousie who saved
me
The better was on the Way

No Offense or Nuttin
No Offense or Nuttin
No Offense or Nuttin
No offense or Nuttin
Let me tell you something
NO OFFENSE OR NUTTIN!

Rubberband
Im not friendly to anyone
they are all the same
they just want my money and my mind
and all of my glory and fame
I am the rubber man
rocking it out with my rubber hand
look at me, I can stand
cause I am in the rubberband
stretchy a lot of times I can
feel your rhythm and rhyme
I like stopping money (Money)
Right on the dime
I am the rubber man
rocking it out , yeah, rocking it out

Two Irish Guys Walked out of a Bar
Two Irish Guys Walked Out of a Bar
One said to the other could get the car
No said the dude he was too drunk to drive
What the hell just get me home anyway
Ten years later they both got high and died
Now theyre on the menu for a 50c side
Thats the story of Fred and Joe
Osama you are our foe!

Two Russian Hobos ran out of a Pub
One said to the other go hop in the tub
Why said the dude, cause the one said you ought to
Mecka-lecka Russian talk lets go get vodka!
One second later they got drunk and died
They were rocking out to the Russian Disques Hives
That was the story of the Russian Jews
Ever seen a Catholic Russian, thats big news

Three Mexicans walked out a Tacqueria
Hola said the uno, he couldnt even see-a
Eh, said the Canadian boy from Quebec
The Taco Bell Dog jumped and bit his neck
No Canda aloud in Mexican shop
Dont take our pesos, we'll call the cops
Holy espua seeta there goes a bella chica
Wait thats a man dressed as a senorita

An English Bagpipper walk outta a pub
His bag exploded, and broke everywhere
He paid 3 days work for those pipes
Who cares theres no pipes in the U.S.
7 days later he got new pipes
Then I stole them and pissed on them
Thats the end of that crap
Get a guitar thats not up your ass

Armada walked out of a shaft
Some really gay guy asked for our autograph
It was Pettilinni he was Hawaii 5.0
Oh my God its Fred and Joe
Two Irish Guys Walked out of a bar
The Russians didnt get very far
The tres Mexicans were kicking arse
Then two Irish Guys went back in the bar
Two Irish Guys Walked Out Of A Bar
Later to Find out they would go back in
If they hadnt died That Night

TWONATIOUS
Will you listen? To everything I have to say
bout crap that sucks
and everyday it stands in my way
Two-nations
Will surely form a band
But thats the past
Now a third holds a stick


Small Boy of Dreams
Verse 1
(Spoken Word: In the 1950's strapping young men went to war, came home to dinner and have grown into nice men)
NOW THAT BULL S*** HAS TO STOP!

There are boys around
Dreaming of dirty magazines
Small boys at the age of 8
Getting high off of glue and forgetting how to read

Pre-Chorus
This must be put to an End
This must be never again
These freakin' 8 years tell
Their parents they wanna rebel
Now what how come over them?

Chorus
They don't wanna join the baseball team
All they wanna do is get into the "scene"
The kind where all their friends look at porn magazines
They are the Small Boys of Dreams
and their leader is me

Verse 2
They don't obey anyone
They just want to have some fun
Listening to Rancid and Operation Ivy
What ever happened to BSB?
They sucked it!

Pre-Chorus

Chorus

Small Boy of Dreams X 5
AND IT'S ME!

The small boy of dreams became me!

"Dead Kid"
I once met a dead kid
His name was Johnny C
He didn't have to poop
But he really had to pee

I-e-i-e-i-e-i-e-i-e I'm a dead kid

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