the studded cinctures were a band from gloomy ann arbor michigan and they wrote just for you these irrelevant tunes and with each heart wrenching fictitious wail you would swear they sang your life with 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 now the girls begin to blush never have they 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 view we love the second rating the repetition the metaphors stripped of all gall alright 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 work of another man a standing ovation vulnerable child you ve been taken advantage of by such a carnivorous bum oh won t you say what you mean give us a moment of offering perhaps a pinch of your view we love the second rating the repetition and the metaphors stripped of all gall oh stripped of all gall oh won t you say what you mean give us a moment of offering perhaps a pinch of your view we love the second rating oh won t you say what you mean give us a moment of offering perhaps a pinch of your view we all love the second rating the repetition and the metaphors 