Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Even Out, artist - Lazy Habits. Album song Lazy Habits, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.11.2012
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
Even Out |
Once upon a time there was a boy named Jack |
Who was always looking forwards and never looking back |
The careers officers at our school always used to |
Say that Jack was the one who had the brighter future |
But now Jack’s dead with a crack in his head |
Slumped in an alley like a sackful of lead |
It was the crack they said but, I know better |
Cause I knew Jill was trouble from the moment that I met her |
She was not just a pretty face, had a hat rack |
Knew that dreams disappear like pussy out the cat flap |
Round her little finger she had Jack wrapped |
Till that lab rat thought that he was in the rat pack |
But when cat meats rat, only one winner |
Law dictates that one becomes dinner |
True that at night he could ignite a light in her |
But could he make a grand on the streets like Mike Skinner |
So |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Looking back on the course of events |
I see what Jack had in heart he was lacking in sense |
Jill was into fashion and she studied in Kent |
She had enough money for shoes but never for rent |
She needed money quick and Jack knew a fast way |
Started selling class A’s to all Jill’s classmates |
Led him half way down a dark pathway |
I said 'I don’t care if you’re making a killing Jack that’s a daft way' |
Try to make a living, if you ask me your arse may |
End up in prison where it’s ghastly |
And when you’re sick and feeling queasy and your arse aches |
Picking up the pieces won’t be easy like when glass breaks |
Him 'Me and Jill moving in to the house on the hill in Ill |
And she’s only willing if I’m continuing dealing |
Besides I’m making a killing, moving a kilo |
It’ll all be fine and dandy' 'Jack it’s not even the Beano' |
So |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Truth is me and Jill we go way back |
Started in a bar and grill, finished in a haystack |
And when it ended guess the wounds never mended |
She went from 'please please please' to the big payback |
I guess I always figured it came down to the day that |
Her dad went for a cigarette and never came back |
Her mum never wrote a note, put on an overcoat |
Took an overdose, lay down on a train track |
Shame that, but that’s how life goes |
One minute you’re an innocent the next you’re a pyscho |
The night Jack died I saw Jill in her nightclothes |
Blood dripping from her right hand holding a pipe hose |
Looking round at the state of the slaughter |
I said 'Jill you’d better get a pail of the water' |
The truth is I never really liked Jack |
And now I’ve got your flat hat, crack and your cat |
So |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down does it ever even out, does it even even out, even out in the long run |
Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long |
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Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long |
run |
Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long |
run |
Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long |
run |
Deep down it will never even out, does it even even out, even out in the long |
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