I’m just screwing around with this. I’m in a writing mood. This is inspired by Fiona Apple’s “Fetch The Bolt Cutters.’ Again, as always, I have no idea what I’m going. But it’s relaxing to vent by telling a story in as few as words as possible with the idea that someone, somewhere might actually produce these lyrics. (Not that they will.)
Storm The Capitol
lyrics by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
Please give credit if you produce or perform
whenever I’m in pain
and I want to be lame
I look to the city on the hill
and think
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
I’m not going to say
that it’s my scene
to vi-o-len-tly stake my claim
but who am I to say
what I may do in a bad mood
I might just
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
people say I’m insane
that I’m better off at a rave
but not neeed to shame me
I have a shamon to tell me
which way is north
even if it’s south
…or west.
(bridge)
I’ll rush down the steps
or maybe given a hand on my
once I’ve proven my point
that I’m an idiot
with no plan or shame
just a little too much will
but don’t you fret
I’ll be back one day to
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
storm the capitol
