Nightmare Of You

The Studded Cinctures

Nightmare Of You


The Studded Cinctures were a band 
from gloomy Ann Harbor, Michigan 
and they wrote just for you, these irrelevant tunes 
and with each heart-wrenching, fictitious wail 
You'd swear they sang your life in veracious details 
The tears trickle down your face 
Your skinny arms begin to flail 

You can catch them any day of the week 
At the legion hall down the street in your unromantic town 
They're guaranteed to bring you down 
And as the clumsy singer takes the stage 
He whips the mic in an ardent way 
And now the girls begin to blush 
Never had they've been so terribly touched 
By such an illiterate bum 

Oh won't you say what you mean 
Give us a moment of offering 
Perhaps a pinch of your views 
We love the second-rating, the repetition 
And the metaphors stripped of all gail 

With a handful of pomade in hair 
He shoots a pitifully pouty stare 
At the nurtured audience 
And this is easing his conscience 
Hustling and taking knee with brow in hand 
He shrieks the works of another man 
A standing ovation 
Vulnerable child, 
you've been taken advantage of by such a carnivorous bum