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Song - Ridiculous
Band - Bowling For Soup
Album - A Hangover You Don't Deserve
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Lyrics:
Try not to talk when there's nothing to say.
Kept bottled up, we get carried away.
Then I fall, then I fall down.
Then we fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies..
We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
A second chance, a much better day.
A sunset that just won't go away.
Then I fall, then I fall down.
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies..
We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
And you know you said you'd never end up this way.
Close the door behind you, i just wanna stay for a while.
We all fall down, we all fall down, we all fall..
Down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
Down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
Song - Ridiculous
Band - Bowling For Soup
Album - A Hangover You Don't Deserve
Please comment & rate!
Subscribe!
Lyrics:
Try not to talk when there's nothing to say.
Kept bottled up, we get carried away.
Then I fall, then I fall down.
Then we fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies..
We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
A second chance, a much better day.
A sunset that just won't go away.
Then I fall, then I fall down.
We all fall down.
And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous.
A pocket full of posies..
We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
And you know you said you'd never end up this way.
Close the door behind you, i just wanna stay for a while.
We all fall down, we all fall down, we all fall..
Down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.
Down on the inside; pretty on the outside.
Turn it around, can we turn it around?
Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now.
But it's looking up.








![Bowling For Soup - Greatest Day
Song - Greatest Day
Band - Bowling For Soup
Album - Bowling For Soup Goes To The Movies
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Lyrics:
[VERSE 1:]
Ive got the keys to the car
Im goin out on an afternoon vacation
They all know where Im gonna go
[BRIDGE:]
The sun is shining down and
There is no one else around now
Wish you were here to hear me say
This is gonna be my greatest day
[CHORUS:]
How far would I go
How long would I stay
To see it all
To carry it all back with me again
How hard would I try
Just to hear everybody say
This is gonna be my greatest day
[VERSE 2:]
Standing here, looking out on the world
And for a second nobody is looking back at me
I never even notice where they go Bowling For Soup - Greatest Day](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/PCVgxAplRoA/mqdefault.jpg)

![Bowling For Soup - Five OClock World
Song - Five OClock World
Band - Bowling For Soup
Album - Bowling For Soup Goes to the Movies
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Lyrics:
Up every mornin just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the bustlin mob
Sounds of the city poundin in my brain
While another day goes down the drain
But its a five oclock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And theres a five oclock me inside my clothes
Thinkin that the world looks fine, yeah
Holiday, yeah...
Tradin my time for the pay I get
Livin on money that I aint made yet
Gotta keep goin, gotta make my way
But I live for the end of the day
Cause its a five oclock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And theres a long-haired hippie girl who waits, I know
To ease my troubled mind, yeah
Holiday, yeah...
In the shelter of her arms everythings okay
She talks and the world goes slippin away
And I know the reason I can still go on
When every other reason is gone
In my five oclock world she waits for me
Nothin else matters at all
Cause everytime my baby smiles at me
I know that its all worthwhile, yeah
Holiday, yeah... [x3] Bowling For Soup - Five OClock World](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/RArNsq2k5sc/mqdefault.jpg)