Lyrics Braindrops - Tropical Fuck Storm

Braindrops

Yeah, rise and shine, you’re fine, man
Even if you’re feeling kinda wonky on your legs
If you’re wondering who woke up, you woke up
We just have not figured out which you yet
You ain’t dreaming, that means what’s not you is beyond you
You’ll see only what it represents
But now you’ve gotta get up
'Cause time is nagging more than ever
Like a dog humping your leg, so get up
Get up, get up, now
Get up, get up, now
(Get up) Get up, get up, now
Get up, get up, now
So get dressed, get out, the worst is over now
You picked an odd time to start feeling strange
And when all’s said and done, you’re just a massive cunt
So stop acting like your problems all jumped out of a cake
The sun is blazing, man, it’s too bright to see
What washed ashore past midnight on Victoria Street
So we’re gonna buy some shades and keep it under wraps
Not making eye contact with Pikachus or money cats
And I remember a time when life was simple like a glass of water
Simple like a glass of water
And now it’s crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
You’re like a snake with its arse up its head, man, stop thinking
It’s enough dealing with this heat and stink
School bus, street pus, the crushed skulls of watermelons
Flowing down a drain the colour of Indian ink
And there Marcel snoozin' after doing some boozin'
Having one them dreams where you’re losing your teeth
He’s sleeping in the door of what was Thy Thy
Snoring 'neath a sign saying it’s up for lease
And then a tram thunders along, going ding-ding-dong
The driver staring through the windscreen in a trance
The hours are way too long, but then the pay is shit
I hear he’s saving all his money for a hair transplant
The hours are long, but
The hours are long, but
The hours are long, but
The hours are very, very long
Look at that gack-head chew, high as a Panzer crew
Some soccer mummy’s introduced him to the pigs
Her horse is higher than a junky’s
But like everybody else here, she’s just buying everything on tic
And there’s Veronica, waiting on blah, blah, blah
He left her filing her nails in the car
Man, beauty got a raw deal, there it ain’t fair
And you can hear it in her laugh, it jars, she’s so unhappy
You’ll find him most mornings ‘neath the grocery awnings
Making sure the only arrests 'round here are cardiac
He’s got your back, he’ll ask you if you’re Jason
Then send your money to some cam-girl up in Seminyak
And I remember a time when life was simple like a glass of water
Simple like a glass of water
But now it’s crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
And there’s the snort of Nguyen’s old Subaru on laughing gas
He says he hasn’t lost a patient yet
He smokes it up around the corner
Where you gave up trying to guess
What goes on in other people’s heads
It’s hard to tell
How far you are from knowing your heart
It’s hard to tell
How far you are from knowing your heart
It’s hard to tell
Under the stars and the sun
You feel it all coming undone
You can pretend it’s a game
Under a brand new pair of shades
You can pretend it’s a game
A pressure drop in your brain
And now we’re gonna buy those shades, we’re coming in to land
And straight away, the man’s proposing that the world is flat
It’s also square and it ain’t going anywhere
Well, we can see it’s full of squares, not gonna argue with that
And now we’re laughing in the window of his old bong shop
Selling cheap shit, sham knock-off handbags brands
And he’s explaining how we’re living in a simulation
So why not buy a pair of Chinese Ray-Bans?
How far you are from knowing your heart
It’s hard to tell
How far you are from knowing your heart
How far you are from knowing your heart
How far you are from knowing your heart
How far you are from knowing your heart
It’s really hard to tell
How far you are from knowing your heart
How far you are from knowing your heart
How far you are from knowing your heart