‘Blood Cults’, ‘Succubus’
‘Mall Goth’ and ‘So Famous’
‘Quaking Ass-man’ and ‘Your Mom’s Sedan’
These are the band names that got canned
Guitar pick in my pocket at the marketing all-hands
Feeling like a loner at the local show again I could’ve
Been the girl you wanted if I had been a consultant
But my brother is an anarchist and I’d hate to disappoint him
I quit worshipping false idols, I’m just looking for some real friends
Yeah I’m trading out the keyboards for a ball point pen
I am leaving, I am learning, I am getting back on track
I am a garden that keeps growing oh
And you can’t fence me in
Work sucks, I know
But making art is harder when you’re broke
At the heart of all of my cubicle daydreams
There’s a coming of age song played on some nylon strings
I’m only getting older
And it’s only getting harder
Is it worth the risk of flashing
All my cards to every voyeur?
Guitar pick in my pocket at the marketing all-hands
Feeling like a loner at the local show again I could’ve
Been the girl you wanted if I had been a consultant
But my brother is an anarchist and I’d hate to disappoint him
I quit worshipping false idols, I am looking for some real friends
Yeah I’m trading out the keyboards for a ball point pen
I am leaving, I am learning, I am getting back on track
I am a garden that keeps growing oh
And you can’t fence me in
Guitar pick in my hand up on the stage over at Permanent
Dancing at the local show cause I am finally giving in
I could’ve been the girl you wanted
But I don’t think much of that much lately
‘Cause I’m finally becoming one that I would want instead
I quit worshipping false idols, found some real good friends
Yeah I traded out the emails for a real big band
Well I am staying, I am playing, I won’t have to leave again
I am a garden that keeps growing, and you can’t fence me in
Yeah I’m a garden that keeps growing and they will
Never fence me in
Yeah I’m a garden, giving, growing, now that I’m out
I’m not coming back in
Other lyrics by Nymphlord:
Candy
There she goes There she goes There she goes There she goes In her black Candie’s jeans With their hearts in her hands as she tugs on their strings There she goes With a …
Deep Cut
You tell me that I’m not like the other girls And that might be meaningful if I weren’t this vain already Burnt rubber wafting through the down windows White knuckles, …
Emptiness
I have nothing left, uh, uh, uh I have nothing left, uh, uh, uh Crawling down on all fours Like a dog, been away for too long Scared my mom and dad so bad Getting …
Filter
If you leave me alone you can call me in the morning and I’ll Be where you want me to be If you give me your wrist I can smack it with a ruler and act like I’m above this …
Garden
‘Blood Cults’, ‘Succubus’ ‘Mall Goth’ and ‘So Famous’ ‘Quaking Ass-man’ and ‘Your Mom’s Sedan’ These are the band names that got canned Guitar pick in my pocket at the …