No Talent

Be it our English accents, Crap pronounciation or something else, there is no longer any excuse not to understand our songs!!!!

Duck

I know the problems not with me
rather with the one choose to hide

You've got to be blind if you can't see
that he's hurting on the inside

Let me ask you a question
and please try to answer it right
do you really believe
he no longer wants you in his life

Do i look Chinese to you, do i have coloured skin
Do i look Chinese to you, is my accent remotly Asian
i don't know how to eat with chop sticks
i wouldn't know where to start
But what i do know to be true, is he's messing with your heart

The issue here's not about me its more about you
he's got the mental age of a fish and theres nothing you can do

Do i look Chinese to you, would you say it again
Do i look Chinese to you, im not Asian
i've never eat off of the floor or tried sushi
it's not my style
the only thing i've ever tried is getting you to smile


Kristin, Quincy & Caramel Quarfee

Leaving my room, with my bags, there all packed
but theres one thing i've left behind

Feeling upset, on my own, Stewart Street
depression will vanish in time

My lonelyness is killing me
Eating yougart drinking Quarfee
5th Avenue don't seem so sweet
When you've got luggage by your feet

Get on the plane, take my place, in my seat
but theres something on my mind

Where has it gone, its all wrong, going home
Standing at the end of this long line

No-One's as cute as Kristin & Quincy
but it kinda helps when they buy you Quarfee
Drinking the Egg Nog
Straight, with, no, milk, in, my glass

I miss Kristin, I miss Quincy, I miss the Caramel in my Quarfee
I miss shoppin, I miss McFlurry, I, miss, American, High Schools

420 with ma homie G
Nothings like drinking Coffee with Kristin & Quincy


Lloyd's not in our crew

Lloyd now that your not in our crew
Were gonna have to chuck you out

We couldn't tell you to your face
So we thought we'd write it down

Lloyd this song was wrote for you
You fucked up lost sight of what its about

You tried to lead but we think
Your more of a follower

You done it again
Fucked it up and don't know why
We'll I can't take this any more

Lloyd you said we were too cute
Or was that us compared to you

Did you really think this was it
You just don't know how to be a friend

Lloyd you just can't help talking shit
About us and the things we do

You fucked it up again
And now your out of the crew

Now your on your own
Stop talking crap at least
All we really know now
Is we are west and you are east


My very own Religion

The good book is writtern, the chapters are wrote
With Godesses and Goblins, and all kinds of folks
We'll attend the hearings, follow the laws
Get to church on Sundays, bolt all the doors

Then it feels like somethings things not quite right
Makes me feel like one things lacking from my life
This thing of comfort, this thing of repremand
Picks me up off of the floor, takes me by the hand

I've seen it (the light)
I can feel it (tonight)
My own Religion (Its forbiddern)
Nailaism (No it isnt)

When I think of fashion, Satanic is in
But when I think of style its Nailaism

Now it feels like, My life is complete
Im perfectly content, groveling at Naila's feet
This thing of comfort, this thing of repremand
Picks me up off of the floor, takes me by the hand

CHORUS

Now there are sceptics, some people don't understand
Just what this means to me, they won't hang around
Judge me by me actions, and by my words
And not by my beliefs for a better world


Never Gonna go


Ode to our Hero

Mr Blockbuster, do you realise
Mr Blockbuster, do you understand
We got needs ans wants for Class A films
Were so glad your in every town

You bring us epics, you bring us romance
You work long hours and people don't understand
how important you are to the youth of today

The birth of VHS ment the death of radio
it ment that you could store data in ways we didnt know

Sir Blockbuster the world is so cruel
but with you behind the counter
i have the strength to make it through
another day

Jackie Chan taught me how to fight
American pie taught me about life
You work long hours for 3.95
Without you its just another night

Sir Blockbuster the world is so cruel
but with you behind the counter
i have the strength to make it through
everyday


One Thousand - Non-Album track this one will be on the "This one's for all the girls who screwed us over!" EP
(Geeks n G's: Soundtrack)

i could tell you a million reasons why
i could tell you why youd be best buy my side
but all these reasons mean nothing without you

if i told you about the butterflies in my stomach
if i mentioned my heart jumps everytime we talk
would you have me, would you let me be your guy
could we go out, i know a thousand reasons why

Are we just good friend or is there more to it
if we broke up would our friendship pull us through it
im scared of the implications this could bring
you could be me and i could be him

i feel wezzy everytime were close
if you give me yours i'll give you my most
i'll meet you down at the bridge tonight
i'll shoiw you where the moonlight hits the sky

my heart aches, like its in a vice
feels like you will be mine tonight
pluck up the courage, ready to ask you out
work out my words but then come over all shy

if i told you about the butterflies in my stomach
if i mentioned my heart jumps everytime we talk
would you have me, would you let me be your guy
could we go out, i know a thousand reasons why


Professional Procrastination

If i cant put something off, then i wont do it!
if i cant waste time on nothing then it aint worth doin


Who wears the letterman jacket?

Well i think your ego's choking off the air
to your brain

last term you were the bomb, but now its not the same

You gotta head bigger than New York State
With no proof or reason why

Yor not that hot in fact your rank
but your still ahead of me

Well i know that you gotta go
theres mirrors awaiting you
your the best thing since sliced bread
and it seems bragings all you do!

Im waitin, for someone to see you for what you are
Im hatin, the way everyone loves you for your car

Well i think your ego's choking off the air
to your brain

last term you were the bomb, but now its not the same

You gotta head bigger than New York State
With no proof or reason why

You got crappy dress sense and no class
but your still ahead of me

Well i know that you gotta go
theres mirrors awaiting you
your the best thing since sliced bread
and it seems bragings all you do!

Im waitin, for you to crash and burn
Im hatin, the way no-one ever learns, your gay