Fear Of Pop

I can see me
three stories tall
floating high
above the mall

like Adam Duritz
my bedroom wall
I'm taking pictures
I'm lifting off,
I'm lifting off

I think I'm gonna,
I think I'm not
I'm gonna think it
another thought

I think I'm gonna,
I think I'm not
I could have done it
I had my shot

I thought you say it,
so I could not
say that I thought it:
fear of pop
fear of pop
fear of pop,
yeah

I'm taking pictures
I'm lifting off
oh, I can see me
three stories tall

I'm kinda ugly
you're gonna look
you're free to run,
but here's a book

fear of pop
fear of pop
fear of pop

(Drivers license and registration please
(What's the problem sir?)
(Step out of your car and show me your CD collection)
(Umm, I wasn't speeding)

(I don't care if you were speeding)
(Uh, maybe I, I, right now, see ya sucker!)
(Hit it, he just hit a curb)
(Get him!)

(Freeze asshole!)
(Eat this cocksucker!)
(There he is!)
(Yeah he's going down there)

(Uh, yeah I'll take it from up here)
(Over here)
(Oh come on)
(Go go go go, take him out, yeah!)

(Ooh)
(There he is, there he goes again!)
(Eat more purple shit (?))
(Spits)

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Written By FOLDS/SOUTHERN
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I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay

I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay
I got this idea for a screenplay

Pop

I remember
The night we met
That night we sat
Entwined
Under summer skies
I looked into your eyes
You looked into mine
You said "you're not like the rest"
And I nodded
"No one understands me"
you said
And I nodded once again,
As if to agree that all men are indeed the same

Somehow, you said, I was different
For months on end I maintained
A veneer of sincere interest
As if I were listening
As you re-lived every page
Of self help and new age that you had read
And
I went in for the kill
I'd read the same books
I learned to ape the motions of a 'sensitive' human being

And we were 'oh so happy'
But you found things to fix
And I knew it was time
To move on
So now you have me completely figured out
You feel sorry for me
I can't express my feelings
I can't tell the truth
We are all alike
At puberty I was sworn to secrecy
By the international brotherhood
Of lying fickle males
I can't tell you anything
And
I can't commit
You're right
I can't commit, to you

I will always cherish our time together
I don't feel enough of anything
To harbor the kind of distain that you'll maintain
You painted me into what you wanted to see
And that's fine
But you will never know me

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Written By FOLDS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

one, two, three
one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four, two, three

one, two, three
two, two, three
three, two, three
four

Turn up the music
Thanks
I paid my money
And I'm gonna see all the movie

I paid my money
And I'm gonna see all the movie
And it's gonna be good
I'm telling you people it's gonna be real good

'Cause I paid my money
I paid my money
Bring it on
Yeah

I see people leaving early
They don't know what they're missing
They don't know what they're missing
They're missing half the movie

And I'll not be screwed
I'll not be screwed like the people leaving early
'Cause I paid my money
I paid my money

I paid
I paid
I paid

Rama-lama-ding-dong-she-bop-she-bop-she-bop
Ho!
Roll up the windows
I hear a tale about a store

Where pain's for free
And if I ask for more
I don't pay my money
And it's terrible pain

And it's all for free
And if I ask for more
They're gonna give it to me
I'll not be screwed

(I'll not be screwed like the people leaving early)
(I'll not be screwed)
Rama-lama-ding-dong-she-bop-she-bop-she-bop
Funky bass

Yeah
Ho!
I paid my money (I paid my money)
And I'm gonna see all the movie

I paid my money (I paid my money)
And I'm gonna see all the movie
And it's gonna be good (it's gonna be good)
And I'm telling you people it's gonna be real good

'Cause I paid my money (I paid my money)
I paid my money (I paid)
I paid (I paid)
I paid (I paid)
I paid (I paid)

Rama-lama-ding-dong-she-bop-she-bop-she-bop
I paid my money
I paid my money
I paid my money
And I saw it all

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Written By FOLDS
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[Can I help ya, son?]
Yeah, pops, I, I need something quick,
Something now

[Quick...]
to get out of here

[Quick and now.]
like a bike or, or a motorcycle or

[Bike, I haven't got any bikes,]
[haven't got any motorcycles.]
Well, something you gotta have in
[No.]
behind all this junk around, I

[Junk!]
[Let me tell ya something about junk, son.]
[See this shit around here,]
[you think it's shit?]

[I think you're shit.]
[Little turd dropper.]
[I'll show ya what I got here,]
[I got something faster]

[than a damn bicycle for ya,]
[I got this here...]
What the hell is that?
[It's a rubber sled!]

A rubber sled?
[Rubber sled, that's right.]
Is is fast?
[Is it fast? Shit.]

[That damn thing's faster]
[than a three peckered owl.]
[And you know what else?]
What?

[The best part?]
What's the best part?
[It's free! Ha ha ha-ha!]
[rubber sled!]

[That's right,]
[take your rubber sled]
[and ride on, ride on, my man...]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
Thanks for the sled, pops.

[Hey, no problem, come back.]
I want to slide,
I want to take a ride
[I wonder what that kid's...]

[rubber sled!]
[... runnin' from?]
[What's he afraid of?]
On my rubber sled

[Pop?]
Did you hear what I said?
[rubber sled!]
I want my rubber sled

[rubber sled!]
I want my,
I want my,
I want my my my

[rubber sled!]
My my sled
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
Rubber sled, yeah
That's what I said
That's what I...

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
That's what I said
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[Robert Sledge on the bass guitar!]

[aw shit!]
Aw shit!
[bass guitar!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
Ooh ooh ooh yeah,

Rubber sled, yeah
Ooh ooh ooh yeah,
[rubber sled!]
Rubber sled, yeah

Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled
[rubber sled!]
Ooh ooh ooh yeah,

Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled, yeah
Rubber sled, yeah
Ooh ooh ooh

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]

[rubber sled!]
[rubber sled!]
Mmmm, sure has fast sled!

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Written By FOLDS/SOUTHERN
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right-o, let's check it out
yeah, that's it
yeah, I can root to this
right-o, let's check it out

hey, big boy!
bring your arse over here
let's root
yeah!

do it again
harder
yeah, that's it
let's root!

yeah, I can root to this
let's root!
come on,
come on

yeah!
yeah!
yeah!
bring that shit back in

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root, come on!

let's root
let's root
let's root
let's root

yeah, that's it

where do you think you're going?
you don't know how to root
get stuffed

aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this
aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this

aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah, I can root to this
aw, gimme something I can root to
sweat, sweat, sweat

I think I should do a come on let's...
come on love, move over here
right-o, let's check it out
you'll do
let's root

yeah, that's it
yeah, that's it

alright then,
when I say the word,
all you wankers piss off
yeah!
one, two, three, four

bass!
squeal!
I wanna see ya squeal!
squeal!
sweat!

aw, gimme something I can root to
come on!
how am I supposed to root to this?

You will never know me.

come on
come on
come on
come on

come on
come on
aw, gimme something I can root to

come on
come on
come on
come on

aw, gimme something I can root to
aw, gimme something I can root to
yeah!

I could have
I might have
I thought...
What do I know?

But for a moment,
There was a minute
I thought just for a second
Maybe... it... was...

Could have been
Might have been
I thought for a moment it

Too bad
Sorry about that

Could have been