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Low Life

Album: The Beast From The Sea
By:
The Recks

Duration

4:18

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Uptempo, jazz infused Hip-Hop

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Lyrics

Verse 1 Low Life, No Wife Thinking oh what a pretty world Spineless, drunk mess, cowering like a girl Got a little bit of luck, got a little bit of life to help me now If you want a bit of luck, if you want a bit of life come with me now Chorus Lone, young, hopeless Tried to build a tabernacle Top of your voice now choose between the ones you love This is life’s scam, so what’s your life plan? It's never too late to go and hook up with your old clan Brewing bad weather, so go tie your tether safely to a post Before you kneel before the Holy Ghost And if you want a bit of luck get yourself a bigger life Part the clouds, embrace the warm light Verse 2 Blank face, no place Howling at the moon Lost soul in a black hole, whistling out of tune Got a little bit of luck, got a little bit of life to help me now If you want a bit of luck, if you want a bit of life come with me now Chorus Lone, young, drunk mess Gonna lose another battle Top of your voice now Think about the things you’ve done You pull your own scams, is that your life plan? Trying to buy back into the game with your old hand That’s a bad fella, so go shine your leather shoes Wipe the booze off and dance with your new love And if you want a bit of luck get yourself a bigger life Part the clouds, embrace the moonlight Bridge Black shirt white tie I know Come on baby won’t you take me home Black eyes, no smile, oh no Come on baby won’t you take me Come one baby, oh, oh Verse 3 Half wit, don’t fit, stuck inside a shell Crap thief, no teeth, on his way to hell Got a little bit of luck, got a little bit of life to help me now If you want a bit of luck, if you want a bit of life come with me now Chorus Lone, pretty, young thing Let her lips taste the apple Forbidden fruit, sour juice sticks to her gums If it’s the wrong thing, but pulls your heart strings It’s never to late to go and listen to your old dreams She’s a fine feather, caught in bad weather Life's lived on a whim but you don’t have to do the wrong thing Learn to eat your cracker with no cheese But if you want pommes then show me how you like these Yeah show me how you like these

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