A 4 panel digipak manufactured by ProCopy, featuring great cover art by Vic The Bitter.
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lyrics
I’ve never wrote a single word for anyone but me,
And I put it on every track, for everyone to see,
Be that Pied piper, if you like it, get in, come with P,
And we can all go sail away in my yellow submarine,
In my merry, sunken dream, I would dearly love to be,
Underseas, and agree, we can all just hit the weed,
Visions of Gandhi, hey Mister Gaddhafi,
Fuck the dishes let’s party,
No reason to start me, where’s my missus, fix me a sarnie,
Lit up the Barbie, no doubt I’m singing in Farsi,
All-comers welcome, Icelanders to Iranis,
Never had the attention span for a pension plan,
Fuck my super, Pez fly to Budapest to spend a grand,
And I’ll be good for 3 hours, we power rangers,
Amazes the strangers how freedom changed us,
So let go of inhibitions, without them, can’t chain us,
Happy in my hoodie, who wants to be famous?
We ain’t come far, but we’re still young now, though we’re only getting older,
We’ll have it figured out by tomorrow, who cares if the nights are getting colder,
We ain’t come far, but we’re still young now, though we’re only getting older,
Never forget where we came from, got no idea where we’re going to.
See this is something I trust, it’s up and above a hobby,
Now I’m fucking in love, I can’t get enough, and now it’s got me,
Buckling up, it’s just for the rush,
I think I’m gonna struggle to comes to terms with the furniture,
But who gives a fuck, I ain’t in it for the long run,
I’m just here to live every minute to the limit ‘til I’m gone son,
On some carpé noctem type of life plan, I stand,
6’ 5” and not worried about a life plan,
I can do anything I want, ‘cos I’ve been Budapest to Udaipur,
Everywhere I’ve gone, felt a spark, left my mark, connected and it’s on,
Only really live December ‘til November, then I’m gone,
So as the years roll away, I’ll think about the olden days,
One hand on the door, trying to keep growing old at bay,
Table full of memories, staring at a fold away,
But who cares, it’s 2012 and I’m only 24 today….
We ain’t come far, but we’re still young now, though we’re only getting older,
We’ll have it figured out by tomorrow, who cares if the nights are getting colder,
We ain’t come far, but we’re still young now, though we’re only getting older,
Never forget where we came from, got no idea where we’re going to.
New Jersey rapper links with Dublin producer for a hard-hitting, old-school LP featuring Open Mike Eagle, Hemlock Ernst, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
