Really felt like writing a song with my guitar, 'cause I wanna get better but I keep using the same chords over and over...
Well, I improvised this thingy after the line "I pick up my guitar and I try to make it up" came to me
Story behind this.. I lived in Virginia, US for about five months last year and there's a shop called Joy Unlimited in the city of Fairfax. I went there a few times 'cause the lady who owns the shop is really sweet and she sells cute stuff like kazoos and guitar picks and rainbow pins. I miss it.
I pick up my guitar and I try to make it work
I couldn’t tell you what these chords are named, though
I don’t strum too hard and I avoid the first three strings
I’ve picked up my guitar, what do you think?
Hold on a second let me pick up my pick
I bought this pick in a Christian gift shop
Why was I in a Christian gift shop?
I bought it from this nice old lady
In Virginia, ‘bout a million miles away
I don’t believe in Jesus
It all seems a tad bit much
And what’s it called? Genesis
Um, genesis, yeah, sounds evil
But I really liked her and I hope she’s well
I got a box full of stuff can’t stop thinking about all of the junk she sells