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02 October 2001 @ 11:20 am
This is what my lunch period is for...  
Everclear Parodies.

So Much for the Cruise Control
By Anonymous

::intro of boys singing like angels::
This is a song about cruisin'
This is a song about my car with 2 doors
This is a song about the everyday occurences that make me feel like going slow
Yes I think we got a problem, so much for the cruise control.
so much for the cruise control.

This is a song about cruisin'
This is a song about the way my doors a jar.
This is a song about the scary thing you see when your friend falls out the side.
Don't you wonder why?
We never talk about the features.
Yeah we never talk about the arms rests on the door.
We never ask ourseleves the questions to the answers like where does this thingy go?.
Guess this song is almost over.
So much for the cruise control.
(x3)

nana nana nanana nanana nana nana nana nanana
I remember we could speed past anything
I remember when you used to wanna hang out ((of the car,)) but don't sing that along with the song)
I remember we could speed past anything
I remember when you used to want to hang out
I remember we could speed past anything
I remember when you used to want to hang out
I remember when you used to want to hang out
I remember we could speed past anything
I remember I remember I remember

Yeah, we never talk about the features.
Oh we never talk about how fast anymore.
We never ask ourselves the questions to the answers like how fast we go in snow
oh well oh well oh well
So much for the cruise control.
oh well oh well oh well
So much for the cruise control.
(x2)

Yes I guess we need the drama
So much for the cruise control
(x17) hahaha

I Will Buy You a Cat Toy
By: Anonymous

Here is the cat toy that I bought you
Yeah so you can have your thrills.
I will give you more when I get paid again.

I hate those kitties who love to tell you
Humans are the root of all that kills
They have never been loved
They have never had the joy of a catnip furball

Yeah
Oh I know you will never scratch
Yeah

You wake me up crying
Yes and you don't know why
You get up and you hafta go poop beside my babys room
Yeah, guess I hafta clean it away
You watch me scrub looking oh so sly
Can you believe I actually think I'm a maid to this feline?

I will buy you a cat toy that you'll want to chew
I will buy you a new ball perfect shiny and new
I will buy you that cat box way up in the livin room
I will buy you a cat toy.. yes I will

Yes I know all about that other cat
The handsome one with a lotta stripes
I know all about the time before
I don't want him, I love you more.

Others might make you think you're happy
Yeah maybe for a minute or two
But they can't scratch you right
Yeah they can't make you feel the way that i do.

I will buy you a cat toy that you'll want to chew
I will buy you a new ball perfect shiny and new
I will buy you that cat box way up in the livin room
I will buy you a cat toy.. yeah

I will buy you a cat toy.. yeah
ooh yeah,
ooo i could never get another cat
yeah, no oh,

Will you please let me sleep at night?
Will you please let me sleep at night?
Get off my pilloooow!

I will buy you a cat toy that you'll want to chew
I will buy you a new ball perfect shiny and new
I will buy you that cat box way up in the livin room
I will buy you a cat toy.. oh yeah

I will buy you a cat toy that you'll want to chew
I will buy you a new ball perfect shiny and new
I will buy you that cat box way up in the livin room
I will buy you a cat toy..

I will buy you a cat toy.. yeah
(x4)

You Make Me Feel Like I'm Four
By Art Alexakis, But I don't know how he sung it so I made my own lyrics :)

Take your word like it's written because I just can't read.
Yeah I like it when you play with me
It feels so good inside your club house
It's the place I need to be.
Yeah you know I need to climb it like a tree
There is this place inside, where all the big kids hang
Sometimes I feel like i'm four.

Hate the way I color 'round you
I'm so nervous and weird
Sometimes I feel i'm going outside the lines
You treat me like I still wear diapers
Like i'm going to pee
You make me hate what I see, when I try to read.

Yeah I dream of the day
When I learn how to make you play
Someday i'll beg
Someday, someday
Yes I live for the day
when we'll play with clay
You make me feel like I'm four.

Yes I dream of the time
When you'll give in and let me whine
Maybe then I'll feel five, yes five, yes five

There is this place inside, where all the big kids hang
you make me feel like I'm four
(x 6)