Never Trust a Man (who plays guitar) - Wingnut Dishwasher’s Union
So I dip this pen in arsenic
I write a song for every president
that won’t ever get shot in the face
And I wrap these strings in plastic explosives
I walk down to the court house
with one strum I level the place
But hasn’t anybody learned
don’t ever trust a man who plays guitar
The day I rob a banks the first day I’m not lying
to you or me about what I believe
So when I die then let my gravestone read
rest in peace, funk no pulse
is no excuse not to dance
If I live then let my heart be
like a beating picket line
they’ll sooner see a corpse than see a scab
Hasn’t anybody learned
the last who make the moves
are the first to say the words
the day I rob a banks the first day I live my life
as an honest man, an honest man
The day I go to jail trying to rob a bank
Is the day I finally get what I deserve
cause i suck corporate dick
Heh it is kind of awful, but I didn’t spend much time on it.
The Grump that Grumps
Red Robin #12
“You’re my brother, Dick. You’ll always be there for me.”
Here’s another new demo of a song. I wrote it yesterday, and I don’t hate it.Well, I feel guilty
When I feel selfish
Well lately I’ve been feeling selfish
Most of the time
Well, I’m lucky
to be feeling anything at all
You’ll see my flaws
When you get closer
So keep your distance
And we’ll be just fine
Well you’re lucky
to see anything at all
Oh man I hate this feeling,
but I don’t hate that I’m feeling it
at all
