Cowgirl
War Child
- Joined
- May 15, 2002
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Dedicated to all the Boom Cha lovers out there...
A long long time ago
I can still remember how those boom chas used to make me
smile
And if Bono wore his bubble pants
That U2 could do that boom cha dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
Did you see the disco love
And did u see bono give a shove
the Flanagan Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock 'n roll
Can music save your boom cha soul
We don?t want to dance no dosey doooo
Well we want to keep our boom cha spins
Cause we love to see Larrys forced grin
Adam looks like he'd rather snooze
Man, we dig those Boom Cha wooos
Edge is a leather wearing man of lust
Bonos now famous for those pelvis thrusts
But we knew it had all gone bust
The day the Boom Cha?s died
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
Then Bono put on his Policeman blues
And we asked him for some happy news
But he just thrusted and boom chaed away
We went down to Larry?s cowboy store
Where we?d heard the boom chas years before
But Larry told us FOAD while he tended his hayyyy
And in the streets the fans all screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a boom cha was croakin
The disco balls all were broken
And the four men we admire most
Tis Bono, Edge, Laz, but Adams toast
They put Discotheque in the post
The day the boom chas died
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
A long long time ago
I can still remember how those boom chas used to make me
smile
And if Bono wore his bubble pants
That U2 could do that boom cha dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
Did you see the disco love
And did u see bono give a shove
the Flanagan Bible tells you so
Do you believe in rock 'n roll
Can music save your boom cha soul
We don?t want to dance no dosey doooo
Well we want to keep our boom cha spins
Cause we love to see Larrys forced grin
Adam looks like he'd rather snooze
Man, we dig those Boom Cha wooos
Edge is a leather wearing man of lust
Bonos now famous for those pelvis thrusts
But we knew it had all gone bust
The day the Boom Cha?s died
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
Then Bono put on his Policeman blues
And we asked him for some happy news
But he just thrusted and boom chaed away
We went down to Larry?s cowboy store
Where we?d heard the boom chas years before
But Larry told us FOAD while he tended his hayyyy
And in the streets the fans all screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a boom cha was croakin
The disco balls all were broken
And the four men we admire most
Tis Bono, Edge, Laz, but Adams toast
They put Discotheque in the post
The day the boom chas died
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
We started singin'..
Bye-bye, Our Boom Chas
Goodbye
Edge was ready for a medley
but his pants were too tight
and them good ole boys wanted the boom chas to fry
singin this will be the day that they die
This'll be the day Boom Chas die
