Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Noise Band, artist - AWOL One.
Date of issue: 14.04.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Noise Band |
Going on a walk to clear my head |
First step: gotta crawl out of bed |
I’ll tell all the jokes around here |
I am dirty and the mud is clear |
The banks of the river never run out of money |
And over the years, things are less funny |
The original ones are disappointed |
Society, humanity anointed |
Three generation specialists |
Watchmen close down the bar |
I will deep fry these words |
'Cause they have won awards |
And when I’m hurt she kisses my stab wounds |
Listen to my tempo, gentlemen |
I’m wearing my skeleton on tour |
And I never been a better man |
Going on an angry walk again |
Moby Dick, Larry David, leviathan |
Guess who’s back in the motherfucking pond |
Dickfish Pepper whistling the sweater song |
It’s been too long since I chilled with Walrus One |
The years fly by but the days drag on |
The little songs are ghosts on stand-by |
Wanted to escape from LA like Kurt Russell |
Felt like I was famous for a bit |
When I opened for Freestyle Fellowship |
But you can’t buy real estate in people’s minds |
Homie, you have to earn that shit |
So I’ll quit alienating my friends and family |
With talks of conspiracy theories |
And maybe try being agreeable |
To the people that wanna be near me |
Even for a noise band, I know we’re sorta lame |
But if you just follow on then, I’ll try and rock your brain |
Even for a noise band, I know we can’t keep trying |
But if you stick around girl, I’ll try and blow your mind |
Hope you live as long as A Maximus |
Hope we grow old and half as tough |
Hope they let me back into Canada |
I promise not to sell any marijuana |
Maybe make a couple of daughters like Walrus One |
Maybe make a couple of dollars that last for once |
Stuck in a manhole feeling fat as fuck |
This city is killing me, literally, no bluff |
I’m Big Pun flying to the nearest KFC |
Buildings are just Toblerones beneath me |
I’m Pigpen dusty at the folk-punk show |
Doing cover songs of Johnny Hobo |
Bro blow, you know, some coke white shows |
You’re not fooling anybody, buddy, so let go |
No more witch-house trap triangles |
No more dubstep dance-rap angles, no |
Even for a noise band, I know we’re sorta lame |
But if you just follow on then, I’ll try and rock your brain |
Even for a noise band, I know we can’t keep trying |
But if you stick around girl, I’ll try and blow your mind |