Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song LG , by - The Herd. Release date: 09.02.2003
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song LG , by - The Herd. LG |
| A moment passes as life flows through glasses |
| And I hear laughter from the long grasses |
| Babes in baskets and drinking from casks |
| Now cigarette throats crackle and rasp |
| Asking questions about my family and folken |
| A real conversation with no jingles or tokens |
| The circle is broken it’s split wide open |
| Now a spliff is lit and the perimeter is floating |
| Lips that are split become angry and spit |
| Yo backflipping pollies create a shit pit |
| Now swags dragged away forms filled in with ink |
| With bolt cutters drawn they’re snapping the link |
| The most social of cultures judged anti-social |
| For living with families out in the open |
| Whereas we live in boxes preoccupied foxes |
| Yet nobody stops when an old lady crosses |
| Hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice rolled |
| Now move along |
| I said hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice is rolled |
| Now who has won |
| As i look into the eyes of these old fellas |
| As they look up into mine these storytellers |
| For the richness of culture I get jealous |
| As we hold up the cup and we drink from the chalice |
| Legs spread cross-legged again in the park |
| Hard fed stories inspirational spark |
| Dragonflies (??) signaling dark |
| Over my shoulder yes a night patrol car |
| Mob’s moving song’s soothing path choosing |
| Perimeter perusing has become a way of prooving |
| Displacement adjacent to the concrete jungle |
| But once whispered currawong to warraguls |
| I can’t help but be a little bit ropeable |
| Hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice rolled |
| Now move along |
| I said hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice is rolled |
| Now who has won |
| I take flight with my bike and go cruise through the night |
| When confronted by shadows in an absence of light |
| My palms are getting sweaty I’m already forgetting |
| The netting of the bedding when the sun before setting |
| The shadows unravel telling stories of travel |
| And long (joyless?) walks across car-parks of gravel |
| Oval smiles pasted dials worthwhile tales for conversational styles |
| While all the while our canines hear/hit fences |
| An imaginary defense against walking a while |
| I dabble then I dibble when I’m stuck in the middle |
| Could you buy a vowel to help me solve this riddle |
| Piddles and skiddles and size mc jiggles (???) |
| Selectively alert now plays the fiddle |
| Hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice rolled |
| Now move along |
| I said hey |
| The game’s begun |
| The dice is rolled |
| Now who has won x 2 |
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|---|---|
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