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That's A Lie
Lyrics and Songs by Too Much Joy -

People Talk by Talking.....
I'm tired of the stories that you always tell
Shakespeare couldn't tell a story that well
You're the largest liar that was ever created
You and Pinnocio are probably related
That's a Lie....Hey, that's me playing harmonica
You're a liar...Yeah, and I wrote this song too
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...Really I did, LL Cool Jay was over my house
You're a liar...He heard me humming it. He said "Hey, that sounds good!"
You lie about the things you've lied about
You even lied to your aunt when you went down South
You lied and a bodybuilder kicked your butt
If you was in Egypt, you'd lie to King Tut
That's a Lie...Just one glass of wine with dinner, officer
You're a liar...Ahh, L.A., what a great place
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...No mom, I'm not on drugs
You're a liar....Of course I love you
My father said now son never tattle, never lie
But I think he should have followed some of his own advice,
I thought I'd own the world when I turned 21
Well, that's the last line 'cause now the song is done
That's a Lie...Overbudget? Us??!
You're a liar...Hey, we should have lunch!
Lie, Lie, Lie, That's a Lie...It won't hurt, believe me
You're a liar...I won't *** in your mouth
That's a Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie!
That's a Lie.......

Choking, back emotion
I try to keep on hoping for a way
I reason for us both to come in close
I long for you to hold me like your boyfriend does
And though my dream is slowly fading
I wanna be the object, object, object
of your passion but it's hopeless

^^this song is sung by girls

Erm . . . it says post FUNNY lyrics.

I don't know the song title but it's from Weird Al... some of the song lyrics are.. "I've got a funny feeling, you don't loveme anymore." That's the only line I remember.

All of Weird Al's song are funny or meant to be

Piss On You: From the album "Chapplle Show"

I say, rollin' around,
settin' on doves(?)
Got(?) my eye was high on shrubs,
Coolin' in my Escalade,
Man I'm paid, I got it made,
Take me to your special place,
Close your eyes show me your face,

I'm gonna piss on it.

=<(Chorus)>=
Haters gotta hate,
Lovers wanna love,
I don't even want,
None of the above,
I want to piss on you.
Yes I do, I'll piss on you,
I pee on you.

I said yo body, yo body,
Is a portapotty,
And I pee out kit(?),
And I pee on you,
Drip, drip, drip,
Pee on you,
Piss on you, piss on you,

You won't feel quite the same,
Once you get a whiff of my Hershey stains,
I wanna poop on you, too,
I want to pee in yo food,
Only thing that make my life complete,
Is when I turn yo face into a toliet seat,
I want to pee on you,
Yes I do, pee on you,
I'll piss on you

=<(Chorus)>=

Won't you braid my hair,
Before you stop, I gonna (?),
I wanna fart on you.

One tequilla, two twquilla, three tequilla, MORE!
Four tequilla, five tequilla, six tequilla, FLOOR!

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.


This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.


this song is some freaky sh!tO.O....my sisters friend burnt her a cd and put this song on it as a joke

I wonder what he was doing the night while writing that song...

.....BAD THOUGHT...... BAD THOUGHT!!!!!!

.....EWW GROSS

Funny song though.

Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk... I didnt mean to call you that.

me and alicia scream that everytime the song comes on. its odd. just agree with me.

Mary had a little lamb
It fell down, broke it's neck.



*gets coat*

Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all... now you're all gonna die!"
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddie Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the FBI
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doing time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy, and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Claus, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin' 'bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

move over there cuz im a dubble dippa. up on top cuz ima zip zip zip ya... one two one two 3 i gotta baby so ride with me . mary go down on the merry go round...something something..... im pretty sure i messed up these lyrics

Originally posted by Vidina
All of Weird Al's song are funny or meant to be

True...you could probably post every Weird Al and Tenacious D song.....


But this is funny...right after being sad and pathetic....

t.A.t.U (two not-lesbian girls)

I am the son and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular


^ Seriously, if you want to screw up a cover version of the Best Band in the world...you could at least change son to DAUGHTER.......goddamn idiots.

but their russian songs were better

Originally posted by Clovie
but their russian songs were better
Maybe, but their British Covers blow ass.....well this one does...and it's such an un-up-screwable song....

I don't know english songs. I think I might have heard one or two but those were terrible

Originally posted by RaeRox
Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk... I didnt mean to call you that.

me and alicia scream that everytime the song comes on. its odd. just agree with me.
yep!!


and ... I'm high as a kite and i just might stop to check you out

There once was a Man called Enus no too rude

There once was a man from Nantucket umm how does that go

I'm stuck

And so I'm a squirrel
And you're not
How pathetic you are
And so I'm a squirrel
And you're not
You're just human
How pathetic you are
You don't have a fluffy tail
You don't have squirrelly wrath
You just build to destroy
While I collect some nuts
And you all
SUCK!

Saw it on an internet cartoon

Originally posted by RagingSilent
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
And my penis was missing again.
This happens all the time.
It's detachable.


This comes in handy a lot of the time.
I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble,
or I can rent it out, when I don't need it.
But now and then I go to a party, get drunk,
and the next morning I can't for the life of me
remember what I did with it.
First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it.
So I called up the place where the party was,
they hadn't seen it either.
I asked them to check the medicine cabinet
'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes
But not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know.
I called a few people who were at the party,
but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate.
I really don't like being without my penis for too long.
It makes me feel like less of a man,
and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house,
and calling everyone I could think of,
I was starting to get very depressed,
so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.
Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place,
where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street,
I saw my penis lying on a blanket
next to a broken toaster oven.
Some guy was selling it.
I had to buy it off him.
He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.
I took it home, washed it off,
and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete.
People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached,
but I don't know.
Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass,
I like having a detachable penis.


this song is some freaky sh!tO.O....my sisters friend burnt her a cd and put this song on it as a joke

I love that song.

Flaming lips - she dont use jelly

i know a girl who thinks of ghosts
she'll make ya breakfast
she'll make ya toast
she don't use butter
she don't use cheese
she don't use jelly
or any of these
she uses vaseline
vaseline
vaseline

i know a guy who goes to shows
when he's at home and he blows his nose
he don't use tissues or his sleeve
he don't use napkins or any of these
he uses magazines
magazines
magazines
magazines
magazines

i know a girl who reminds me of cher
she's always changing
the color of her hair
she don't use nothing
that ya buy at the store
she likes her hair to be real orange
she uses tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines
tangerines