Beauty Queen EP

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released December 7, 2010

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released Dec 7, 2010

BOP SKIZZUM:
ANDY GUERRERO - Vocals, Guitar
ERIN JO HARRIS - Vocals
SERAFIN SANCHEZ - Tenor Sax, Keyboards

Tohbias Juniel - Drums, Percussion
Chris Harris - Bass
Joe Ferrone - Trumpet
John Lake - Trumpet

Produced by: BOP SKIZZUM
All Songs written & arranged by: BOP SKIZZUM
Lyrics by: Andy ROK & Erin Jo Harris
Recorded at: Blasting Room Studios, Ft. Collins CO
Recorded by: Andrew Berlin
Mixed by: Andrew @ Blasting Room Studios
Mastered by: Don Ferrone

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Music has the power to get people dancing and Bop Skizzum likes to take full advantage of that fact. Gathering inspiration from every corner of the record store, the band meshes their alternative pop rock vibe with groove based funk, rock & dance music creating an invigorating blend of unique instrumentation with phenomenal vocals to complete their sound. ... more

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Track Name: Beauty Queen
This ain’t no runway
This ain’t no spray tan
This ain’t no big hair
Out of a spray can

I got no diamonds on the soles of my shoes
I go ballistic with these mile high heel blues
I got the blues baby

I see the crooked architect
Making his model machine
Plastic molded perfect
But I ain’t no beauty queen

Elbow, Elbow, Wrist Wrist
Wipe a tear, baby blow a kiss
Mirror, Mirror, On the wall
Build ‘em up...and watch ‘em fall

You wanna dress me up
And make me do tricks
Put on my make-up
And lick my lipstick

Don’t need no white strips
Don’t need no Vaseline
Don’t need no Revlon
Don’t need no Mabeline

I see the crooked architect
Making his model machine
Plastic molded perfect
But I ain’t no beauty queen

Elbow, Elbow, Wrist Wrist
Wipe a tear, baby blow a kiss
Mirror, Mirror, On the wall
Build ‘em up...and watch ‘em fall

There she is...
Miss American Dream causin’ a scene yeah
There she is...
How could such a pretty little thing be so mean?
Oh you’re so mean...

I’m getting off this pedestal
That somehow appeared under my feet when you walked in...

We’re all just made of clay
And there will come a day
When we are old and grey
Like dust we’ll blow away
Blow away...Blow away!

Elbow, Elbow, Wrist Wrist
Wipe a tear...baby blow a kiss
Track Name: I'm so much cooler
I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
You know it - I know it too
I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
And there’s no way he can be that good for you

I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
He’s always frontin’ like a thug
I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
And I’ll show your body all the proper love

I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
I am the highway he’s the dead end
I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
Won’t you let me be your new boyfriend

I’m so much cooler than your boyfriend
(I’m so much cooler!)
You know it I know it too
(Hell yeah, I’m so much cooler)
I stand next to him there’s no measurin’ - because
His cup’s half empty and I got I got I got I got I got I got
A two litre of love!

Oooooooh, Ooooooooh

All the fellas if you hear me pop your collar
All the fellas if you feel me hop and holler

Ladies sing it with me
‘Cause we go through the same thing
‘Cause even awesome dudes
Get with crazy boos

I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
Come on baby get a clue
I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
And what will it take to get that through to you?

I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
Nobody likes her she’s a bore
I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
And you know I’ve got those moves out on the floor

I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
You know my girlfriend skills are superb
I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
I rock the hood, while she’s rolling in the suburbs

I’m so much cooler than your girlfriend
(I’m so much cooler)
You know it I know it too
(Oh yeah, I’m so much cooler)
I stand next to her there’s no measurin’ - because...
Her cups half empty and I got I got I got I got I got
A two liter of love!
Track Name: Hit it on the one
If you wanna get down do you know what must get done?
Feel like it’s too complicated when you’re just looking for fun?
And people keep on trying but they ain’t even begun...
Just put your little bitty trigger finger on your bop gun...yeah yeah

Then put it out of your mind
Come on and get on the grind
It’s just a matter of time - 2 - 3 - 4!
We’re gonna make it easy on you...

Just hit it on the one
Just a little bit o’ funk and swing and then one
Don’t really matter what you do in between ‘cause it’s one
Let it groove ‘cause it ain’t no thing and then one - one - one...

No use in trying too hard you’ve got to just let it come
When the beat is groovin’ just let your body succumb
If you’re looking for a reason not to there ain’t one
Just put your little itty bitty ol’ trigger finger on your bop gun,
yeah yeah!

Don’t sweat it, just sweat
Don’t sweat it, just sweat
Don’t sweat it, just sweat etc...

Gotta hit it on the one...if you wanna dance
Gotta hit it on the one...if you wanna get down

You got to hit it on the one - hit it on the one - hit it on the, hit it on the
Track Name: Brass in Pocket
BRASS IN POCKET - The Pretenders

Got brass, in pocket
Got bottle, I’m gonna use it
Intention, I feel inventive
Gonna make you make you make you notice

Got motion, restrained emotion
Been driving, Detroit leanin’
No reason, just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you make you make you notice

Gonna use my arms, Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style, Gonna use my side step
Gonna use my fingers, I’ve got to use my imagination

Oh ‘cause I’m gonna make you see
Nobody else here, no one like me
I’m special, so special
I’ve got to have some of your attention give it to me

Got rhythm, can’t miss a beat
Got a new skank, so reet
Got something, I’m winking at you
Gonna make you make you make you notice

‘Cause I’m special, so special, I’m special, so special,
he’s special, she’s special, you’re special, we’re all special, let’s go!