Lambchop, originally Posterchild, is a band band (music) from Nashville Nashville, Tennessee , Tennessee. Lambchop is loosely associated with the alternative country genre, though its music resists easy classification. The music website Allmusic refers to them as "arguably the most consistently brilliant and unique American group to emerge during the 1990s".

Never a band with a "core" lineup, Lambchop has consisted of a large and fluid... [read more]

 


  • The Butcher Boy
    she went upstairs to make her bed and not a word to hermother said her mother went upstairs too saying ohdaughter my daughter what troubles youoh mother oh mother i can not tell that butcher thatbutcher that boy I...

  • Grumpus
    oooooh (what's the matter with the boy?)oooooh (did he really have to be so sure?)but you're not thinking ride around without a sound.restless boy in restless town and you commence todrinking a bottle up, a bottle...

  • Nashville Parent
    but it just looks plain cold from the bottle another part of the ritual standing in the kitchen arms are braced against the counter swallowing like mercury down the drainand the neighbors have been drinking and they...

  • The Petrified Florist
    a goofy Libra a drafty car I do believe I've stepped on my guitara borrowed bender a liver ends until you've seen it it's really just pretenda coward's trade a careful foray against the blade a patentanswer can't wait...

  • The Distance From Her To
    so shy tonight I'm told you were, I'm in the thickof it, I've been a dick with it you're just not usedto itam i'm alright well, as you were there's no use forthis it's not a theater kiss more like a railway...

  • You Masculine You
    The shape of the sun ah, pretty ways pretty ways andthings to comeWhen this day is done you will collapse collapse into(the funnel of) my armsAnd as always they're not strong And as always youdo believe and as always...

  • Up With People
    yes there comes a booming soundit used to come from undergroundnow it emenatesfrom a kind of welfare stateof the soulyeah baby of the souland of the sweet sweet soullet's be certainof the deliberate monologueas sure...

  • The Old Gold Shoe
    The gold stereostretches out the soundturns the plates until they're roundedthe whole that you knowgets closer to the groundcloser to that thing you foundfor all our massive brainsto call on choked remainsit's...

  • The Book I Haven't Read
    the crickets cry tonighthere comes your girlthe showers fall tonightit's a rainy worldthe shivers on the spinecould be what we had in mindremember all the times we saidwe could be we should be in loveon a windy porch...

  • What Else Could It Be
    it's the bad way you feel today brush the dog as youwalk away oh ther it is baby, you know that they feelthe samebut they wave as you turn away got your mind but youcannot stay sooooobaby you say what...highas stragne...


  • Steve McQueen
    And if I never,Live to see another dayI guess that would have to be alright by me seeHow come we never say what it is that we wannna sayIs this just another way to be mean ?Mean?Mean?Not Steve mcqueenOr "Free of Worry...

  • Action Figure
    I heard a rumor that I'm sadOr at least that I feel badWhoever said that doesn't knowI'm pretty sure that I don't knowAnd if a case was made for thisCould it be something that we missedLet's let the cat out of the...

  • Nothing But A Blur From A Bullet Train
    Wearing a halo of mistGlowing pink and purpleIn the afternoon lightA sprawling from a hubGave way to patches of greenThe wine colored countryUnfolded as we tumbledInto our roomsAnd our travel kinksFloated awayAs we...

  • I Haven't Heard A Word I've Said
    The right of callous goes to maliceMolder in the graveThe scene to witness inner fitnessLeaves without a waveTo turn about inside the outerLayer that we saveBecomes apparent when we wear itSuch is the beauty that you...

  • Somethings's Going On
    There so much I want to knowIn every day in every noticeThe hour it is going slowSo how am I to show thisAnd i've got this feelingSomething's going onWake up in a kinda sweatFingers slightly numb and shakingBlood...

  • Four Pounds In Two Days
    They say you walk aroundAs if a ghost hadCrossed your pathOr turned into a reading materialAs it happens to be chosenFrom the torn or taffetaYou're frozen in theContemplation of a winOk maybe that was alittleHeavy on...

  • I Hate Candy
    And I hate candyBut I like rainAnd I like substanceTo tickle my brainAnd I'd like to see youAnd I'd like to sayThat I can't waitTo see you todayWheres my little trouble girl?Theres no real trouble girlC'mon c'mon...

  • Each Time I Bring It Up It Seems To Bring You Down
    Hobbled by the factThat there must be a problemConfident that there's a traceOf honor that we shareLets begin againAnd lets not try to answerWith subtle ironyInstead of common senseTake me to your roomAnd lay me on...

  • Women Help To Create The Kind Of Men They Despise
    Women help to create the kind of men they despiseMisery is often apparent of some affecting touchesThat were composed under her nameOr, the dignity of criticismIncreases the confusion in menHer heart clenched,...


  • The New Cobweb Summer
    The last thought that you think todayHas already happenedThe link between profound and painCovers you like sherwin williamsThe smokey joe is brokenDrops into your lapAnd the big red waspMakes a scan throughMy black...

  • Flick
    I can flick a cigarette buttFurther and with more accuracyLots of practice, I guessSomeday we will all be editorsIt jumps around from person to personAnd bites you on the assA certain static is requiredThe albino...

  • The Daily Growl
    Thought i felt a chillThought an underrated skillA hazard to the emotionally challengedFibers from a ropeIn the roughness of your hand you copeWith cuddles and the gentle revolutionThe guts and gluttonyThe chicken of...

  • Autumn's Vicar
    Chickadee tosses leaves out of her nesterMy uncle's uncle's uncles festerTo chesnutt's empty soundOne by one they hit the groundIt's fall and it's warmAnd i've got a sweaterTell me nothing nothing's betterThe flowers...


  • I Can Hardly Spell My Name
    Teardrops from a shadowThis tongue starts to waggleThat's a lovely dress yo'And oh that's just "Titian"And it's not true you know you swearAnd all by yourselfAs time delivers for a while nowThis may not appeal to...



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