Gnaweseous - Ukulele Version
That girl never wanted me, I'm just not her kind of freak
Pokemon and punk bands drowned in piled cans of pure caffeine
She's into those kinda boys, who cut their hair and make no noise
The kind that look like robots with their eyes glued to a football field
She's just staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's gnarly
Due to my natural happiness, all the guys think I'm a mess
They all think it's strange just 'cause lust never fascinated me
They play their sports, I play guitar, they drink their beer and smoke cigars
I spend late nights with my synth, trying to find not-as-common riffs
They're all staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's awesome
Trying to fulfill your dreams, is not as hard as they make it seem
They told me, "get a 9 to 5, leave the guitar and drums behind"
But their lectures don't phase my ears, they don't get the whole idea
That in my mind, I've already succeeded at living my dreams
They're just staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's righteous
In this world there's just so much people that will be disgusted
If they ever caught a glimpse of talent
I'd rather walk the alter road, don't mind the side effects it holds
Being judged by fools is the best part of being gifted
They're all staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's gnaweseous
Pokemon and punk bands drowned in piled cans of pure caffeine
She's into those kinda boys, who cut their hair and make no noise
The kind that look like robots with their eyes glued to a football field
She's just staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's gnarly
Due to my natural happiness, all the guys think I'm a mess
They all think it's strange just 'cause lust never fascinated me
They play their sports, I play guitar, they drink their beer and smoke cigars
I spend late nights with my synth, trying to find not-as-common riffs
They're all staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's awesome
Trying to fulfill your dreams, is not as hard as they make it seem
They told me, "get a 9 to 5, leave the guitar and drums behind"
But their lectures don't phase my ears, they don't get the whole idea
That in my mind, I've already succeeded at living my dreams
They're just staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's righteous
In this world there's just so much people that will be disgusted
If they ever caught a glimpse of talent
I'd rather walk the alter road, don't mind the side effects it holds
Being judged by fools is the best part of being gifted
They're all staring at me as I play my guitar
On a yard-long bench on Main St
And it's gnaweseous
Credits
Writer(s): Curly
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