Lyrics: Lee Black
Music: Loraine James/Fyn Dobson
The same people that will fight
The same ones that wan idolise
Be the same ones will try
Grew up on the many bricks
Shift work
When the rebels hit
Seize this when the pedal whips
My craft can't be be made by hits
Yeah
Huh, we packing up, letting it go
They wan pack us and separate folks
Got a feeling to pack up a vote
What's the deal when they killin' our goats?
Yeah, yo, what's the deal when they killin' our goats?
This time when I'm quintessential
No rules when I spread this metal
Got 9 in a streak, that's issues
These days, you might grab the tissue
New line with a new shell
These bones can't hold well
Tired minds but we born swell
**** that, I might lose bail
Yeah, huh, separate me, no way
Validate life is strange
Candidate crisis, never mind timing, exuberant minds don't play
Separate me, no way
Validate life is strange
Candidate crisis, never mind timing, exuberant minds don't play
Uh, move me out the country
Move me out, I'm free
Immaculate conception when I step in
It's the vision that they see
Hundred thousand plus
And every single one of them is me
Is me, yeah
Analyse for your teaching
Fantasise with them demons
Emphasize when your bleeding
Finger flips with no dealings
Penmanship, it needs grieving
Hennessy for the seasons
Energy for the weekends
Blacked out and he means it
Dead enough for the ether
Merked out with procedures
Tribal for them minions
My work isn't mentioned
Five goats in sentence
Black, black, black, black, black
I stick the code and I know this
This government never controls
**** are swinging up bonuses
With the effort, I manage the ornaments
Write the melody, bring the accordion
Bring the accordion