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Not Depressing | LYRICS | Kumzy Tung | Happy Accidents
It’s not depressing
so take the noose from around your neck
it’s not depressing
so put the pills back in the cabinet
it’s not depressing
so put the razor blade back down
and take your head above the water before you drown
coz this is life
ah this is life
doobee dobbee doo doo
ha da nah
this is
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Loyal-Tea (Original Mix)
04:11
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Loyal-Tea | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
Alright. I'm sitting at my table and I'm
wondering who's gonna knock knock knock it back
I heard the hate is rising with the murder rate
unsurprising when you turn the page and sick words regurgitate
I would prefer the pace if we work the brakes
not have to break the vertebrae
but then i guess we all prefer to chase
paper waste waste paper bin wasting paper
like we think it's growing on trees
with the next tic later it's yesterdays chip paper
hungry for tomorrow's food for thought
it seems the fatties are the reason for the CO2's
if you believe what you read or what you see on news
he has views she has views I have views we have views
how about we see a few
see if you can see the reason why I'm tung in cheek
pinch of salt when I talk sees me through another week
suddenly i feel wheezy and a cup of tea
is everything i need to believe so come with me.
I'm sitting at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who's gonna knock it back with me
I'm just here sitting clear in your rear view mirror
Will you join me for a cuppa or a few
I'm at at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who's gonna knock it back with me
I'm just here sitting clear in your rear view
A chancer pass by my star sign but cant find my answer
I'm sure she's testing me
I'm on the floor like a minotaur a Taurus with a minor score
to settle with a whore called destiny
forever pesters me she is a pessimist
with proven pedigree but'll never confess to this
she is a tease every time i come close gets her coat up and leaves
I believe i will find her again rolling up my sleeve
but i cant take my eyes off of everything i read
a level 3 degrees below the level that i need
a level that i freeze inevitability that never will i leave
till i put my mind at ease in this room with this pen
and only then and my skeleton agrees
here the kettle in the breeze
about to blow it's lid keep forgetting who's for tea
I'm sitting at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who's gonna knock it back with me
I'm just here sitting clear in your rear view mirror
Will you join me for a cuppa or a few?
I'm at at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who's gonna knock it back with me
I'm just here sitting clear in your rear view
Yeah. Yeah.
I'm just here sitting clear in your rear view
and I'm wondering who's gonna knock knock knock
knock it back with me
coz everybody's got something to say
Be cautious when proclaiming to know more coz
they may say that less is more
but more or less a less is less than more
unless the more was never more than less
i guess a lesson for the rest in awe that claim to be the best at war
forevermore with lesser evils than the test of thought of
the yester-yawn of yester-morn yes the dawn is fresh and born
caress the corn to make it sweet
invested in the metaphor of corn to corner corners yet been fertilised
pert your eyes a little squint and make you verbalise a finger print
to make your point and say it with me
they're very rarely telling what they mean
they're just selling me their dream
i'm barely on the team they're preparing for the cream
and I'll be daring when I deem it fit and appropriate
I wear a rope around my neck to keep me warm like it's the soviet
state before they broke and split
I'm known to float a bit
at any moment I could lose my focus trip on over choke on it
I don't just wear my heart on sleeve I made a coat with it
a matching set of hat and gloves
sewed it from my head down to my toes
and only left a hole on top to let my hair grow a bit
off the top of my head I guess I'm known to spit
I did it here and there I figure someone noticed it
a tension here a tension there I don't where to focus it
I never knowing bit another flow it aint no Goa trip
hallucination giving vivid optimistic poet grit
Its Klumzy Tung and you know were flowing sick
while I'm sitting at my table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
who's gonna gonna take a sip
coz I'm I'm wondering I'm wondering
wondering who's gonna knock it back with me now
wondering who's gonna knock it back with me now
wondering who's gonna knock knock knock it back
while I'm sitting at my table with cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who's gonna knock it back with me now
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Counting Sheep | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
but they're out on street making up the numbers
not quite accountancy more like I'll count and see
what will amount of me
well you can count on me camaraderie
how hard can't it be I could pass in my dreams
but i can’t get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
so they're out on street making up the numbers
He says oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones
and oh
they talk too much they walk
like they got one leg short
and a chip on their shoulder ah ah
As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking talking like they know
what do they know talking like they know
maybe they know know no no no know
walk like they talk like they know
walking talking talking like they know
maybe they know talking like they know
maybe they know
Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
but they're out on street making up the numbers
not quite accountancy more like I'll count and see
what will amount of me
well you can count on me camaraderie
how hard can't it be I could pass in my dreams
but i can’t get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
so they're out on street making up the numbers
Dinner for one under the lights on dimmer
VH1 is on MJ singing thriller
He's talking to the man in the mirror
and his hairs getting thinner
lucks getting slimmer but his guts getting bigger
youth is wasted on the youth he says in vain
He says oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones
and oh
they talk too much they walk
like they got one leg short
and a chip on their shoulder ah ah
As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking talking like they know
what do they know talking like they know
maybe they know know no no no know
walk like they talk like they know
walking talking talking like they know
maybe they know talking like they know
maybe they know
In my city city
it gets pretty gritty
bang bang like it's chitty chitty
anybody with me with me
i try and look above and see the witty witty going somewhere else
screaming out i really don't know
many bitty people tryna rescue their show
one of these days
they might find the light that can lead them out
to the end of the tunnel where it seems so bright
Oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones
As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
what do they know
talking like they know
maybe they
maybe they
know
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Easy For The Wiseman | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
She said so
what's changed
I said well
I've changed
what you stopped pissin it up playing the clown
you figured it out you're making the pounds
epiphany hit ya
said I'm living it up playing it down
I've been ripping it up playing the crowds
my thinking is richer
and she said oh still broke
nothings changed
I said love coz i knew it wound her up
I've changed
and it's easy for the wiseman,
when he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It's easy for the wiseman
while the glass is full
still pissing it up playing the clown
aint figured it out making no pounds
aint looking too healthy
I said I'm living it up playing it down
I've been ripping it up playing the crowds
my thinking is wealthy
and she said oh still broke
nothings changed
I said love coz i knew it wound her up
I've changed
and it's easy for the wiseman
when he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It's easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
daddy bought you a pony
and he bought you
a porsche and the pony grew
into a very high horse
daddy bought you a pony
and he bought you
a porsche and the pony grew
into a very high horse
and it's easy for the wiseman
when he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It's easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
it's easy for the wiseman
while he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he's talking bout the figures and the finance an' all
It's easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle looking down on me of course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle looking down on me of course
and it's easy for the wiseman
when he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It's easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
an it's easy for the wiseman
while he's sitting in the chair with the wine and
he's talking bout the figures and the finance an' all
It's easy for the wiseman,
yeah it's easy for the wiseman
it's easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
She said oh
You've changed
I said yeah love
You aint.
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Fall On Your Sword | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
Really he don't wanna. he don't wanna
but he’s gotta for his own honour,
there’s no honour,
on the dole on a due day ja voodoo
pinned to the soul in the que
so he plots in his own squalor
with no dollar, squabbling with his own bother
he’s no scholar, volatile in the mind,
mono-tone sighs at size of the bills on the side.
so he gets him some large pockets,
full of narcotics,
says don't worry brother yeah i’ll shot it,
plus some hydroponics,
here come the bobbies better hide the bong it’s
running man time running running man time.
into the distance giving em a hand sign
what a lovely gesture
as they come to arrest ya!
Fall on your sword
back on your feet
turn the sword around and fall back down again
no tags, no labels
what it is is what it is! yeah.
really he don't wanna. he don't want her
but he know’s she’s got the (sniff) on her. the (sniff) on her
and he knows it’s got a hold on her like it’s got a hold on him.
but he swears that he don't wanna. he don't want her but then again he knows Connor
and know’s Connor’s always gonna wanna from the way he used to follow.
he’d love to get a hold on her.
so he plots in his own manor. in his own manner.
overgrown mannerisms throw a spanner in the works,
hammer, blows keep him low an a-fraid
the unknown keeps him down in the dirt,
so he says “yo it’s now or never”
decides never but “never say never he replies clever”
in the mirror, his eyes quiver,
says “I think I’m gonna put the kettle on yeah”
fall on your sword
back on your feet
turn the sword around and fall back down again
no tags no labels
what it is is what it is!
am I too hasty to think I wont fall?
can I pick myself up off the floor?
am I just making the same mistakes I made before?
can I pick myself up off the floor? Yeah.
fall on your sword
back on your feet
turn the sword around and fall back down again
No tags no labels
What it is is what it is!
fall on your sword. Back up on your feet. Yeah.
oh no. no tags. no labels no.
am I too hasty to think I wont fall?
can I pick myself up off the floor?
am I just making the same mistakes I made before?
can I pick myself up off the floor? Yeah.
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Soon Gone (Original Mix)
03:29
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Don’t Get Me down | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
Don't get me down down down
don't get me down down down down down
don't get me down down down no
please don't get me down
I take joints for my joints
beer for my beer gut
paranoia's just a noise i hear it disappear but
it'll reappear let's make the most while it's not here
chuck my CD on and leave it on
give me the bong and freeze up
chillin with a knees up
and a bag of weed bruv
the world is full of hate but I'm just showing you some free love
plus I'm way too lean to make a scene should I need ta
rather have a seizure amnesia the stress
don't get me down down down
just wanna get high please don't get me down down down
really wanna get high please don't get me down down down
no please don't get me down
because I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down they don't bother me
I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down down down down
as I'm taking a drag in
it could be worse I could be chasing the dragon
it could be worse I could be grabbin a can and blatantly
stabbin a whole in the back inhaling the crack in
with a paler face than hale and pace when they faded got the sack an
went away on a break but never came back
but nah mate that aint happening
I've been around here long enough to know the score
one for getting trapped in
captain of my mess not going overboard
don't get me down down down
just wanna get high please don't get me down down down
really wanna get high please don't get me down down down
no please don't get me down
because I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down they don't bother me
I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down down down down
I'm working day and night and so respect is due
they keep on telling me to quite it's wrecking you they say
don't get so stressed I'm just protecting you
I think about it like maybe yes it's true
I'm working day and night and so respect is due
they keep on telling me to quite it's wrecking you they say
don't get so stressed I'm just protecting you
I think about it like maybe yes it's true
listen I'm a musician mate my job is to smoke weed
we've all got voices in our head some whisper and some scream
my life is littered with throw away comments
chatting rubbish chatting jibberish under the smoke screen
well back a beer fall back like a sack of potatoes
whack on track while i lay this paper flat
and add the wacky tobacco make it compact
and sit back as it hits the throat
relax for a moment and you know that's me
because I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down they don't bother me
I like chillin with a bag of weed
I said a nice cold beer slap on my CD
forget about the problems and all my worries
don't get me down down down down
I'm just chillin with my bag of
don't get me down down
when the pressures of life
are catching up with you
and when they're cuttin like a knife
this is how we do
when the pressures of life
are catching up with you
and when they're cuttin like a knife
this is how we do
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They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you with no sound
Ears ringing
I'm dying to trust you
I'm lying to
They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you with that sound
The flashing
We've been dying to meet you
Ah yeah
Been keeping an eye on you
Don't fail me now
No no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground yeah
Don't fail me now
No no no no no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you for the pound
Tills ringing
We're dying to defeat you
Ah yeah
Yet we're relying too
Not much use on the ground
The pounds the pounds
What use are you down
The pounds
It's lights camera cash in
Ah yeah
Boy don't fail me now
Don't fail me now
No no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground yeah
Don't fail me now
No no no no no no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to
The ground
The ground.
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First Supper | Lyrics | by Klumzy Tung
Ladies and gentlemen boys and girls
you’re now officially invited
and welcome to the
the first supper
Someone said to me Tung you have the vision and the knowledge
the power could be yours in an instant honest
all you need to do is forage through the forest
make the honest listen find the deadwood and demolish
and then within our heads there may be chance to find solace
I said it’s not the worst idea but check it what if
instead of abolish I polish the mind of the deadwood until they realise we can all shine
that sounds better to me then we can all climb
sit round the table at the same time all dine
all feast on all sorts of treats think and speak with a clear mind
see with clean eyes and not the green kind
is this a possibility or just a dream I
dreamt or telepathiclly it’s actually what you thought
they say the the city’s actually the new New York
apparently because of all the guns that you bought
It’s the first supper
brother grab a chair sister grab another
and we can all shine
we can all climb
one of these days we may just all sit round
and one of these days we may just force it down
I’ll take your V-sign make it resign
turn it round and reinstate it as a peace sign
please I’m in need of a break is it tea time
well where’s the kit kat the chocolate feline
well grab a cat nap and the squidge black
just come and cackle with me don’t forget the zig zag’s
come and zig n zag off point like the big brekkie
new morning dawning no yawning call in a sickie
aim for the stars like a trekkie
coz there aint jack but stacks of negative crap on the telly
turn it off with my permission listen to the beat
and get ready still like a photo
you haven’t caught the vibe and you don’t know
this a lyric not a gimmick for the road show
says you can aim high and not so low
what good is image in this globe flying solo
It’s the first supper
brother grab a chair sister grab another
and we can all shine
we can all climb
one of these days we may just all sit round
and one of these days we may just force it down
What the papers say from day to day’s
a way for editors to make the papes and ride the gravy train
label you stick you in a box mirroring David Blaine
illusions can be found sitting in every news stand
in every town in every land
drama tinted glasses paranormal press gang paranoid glances
the panorama all around advances
and I can see my life played as a comedy chronicle a parody of answers
MP’s thieve and speak of fair trading
lie in their chair like they care mass-debating
with wrists aching orgasms faking
don’t piss over my leg and then tell me it’s raining
while there’s tears of a suffering mother
who’s Son has been suddenly stabbed in the stomach
and covered in blood by some mugger
and left to rot in the gutter
it makes me shudder
and mutter why?
Coz It’s the first supper
brother grab a chair sister grab another
and we can all shine
we can all climb
one of these days we may just all sit round
and one of these days we may just force it down
One of the one of the one of these one of these
one of these one of these days yeah we may just
all sit down
all sit round
yeah the first supper check it c’mon
Yeah we can all climb we can all shine
sit round the table at the same time and all shine
where we can all climb we can all shine
sit round the table at the same time and all dine
one of these days we may just force it down
It’s the first supper
brother grab a chair sister grab another
and we can all shine
we can all climb
one of these days we may just all sit round
and one of these days we may just force it down
Ah ha the first supper
big up mr andi on guitar
it’s klumzy tung
who’s for seconds
so what’dya reckon
first supper
so one of these one of these
Yeah we can all climb we can all shine
sit round the table at the same time and all shine
Where we can all climb we can all shine
sit round the table at the same time and all dine
Yeah we can all climb we can all shine
sit round the table at the same time and all
all dine
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Anti-de-Presents | Lyrics | Klumzy Tung
Live Aid's on the telly
I could almost eat my knife
I peeled the label off the bottle already stick it back on
and now I make that twice
mistletoe and Wine listen it's a toe the line tradition
I could almost take my life
Dad learning Love Me Tender on the guitar in the kitchen
mine's a Suspicious Mind
been forever since I believed in Father Christmas
this year I think I'll try to cheer me up
I've never had much time for Sir Cliff Richard
this year I think I'll try to keep me calm
suddenly I look at my beverage
see my reflection and I start to think
without you I'm not anything
everyone running round like circus clowns
oh there so happy I feel so down
someone pass me the Anti-de-Presents now
grab the Anti-de-Presents out the cupboard
stick em down my Twiglet coated throat
I thank Nana for the present look everyone
now I own a Goat (don't milk it bruv don't milk it)
I never realised how much I like Cliff Richard in my life
until this moment now no no
Dad play love me tender again on the guitar c'mon
teach me how
I never really believed in Anti-de-Presents
this year I think I'll try... and.. be... normal (haha normal)
I've never had much time for Sir Cliff Richard
mistletoe and wine on this merry kiss my arse
suddenly I start playing this song
I'm feeling just a bit monged
funny everyone notices but me
my little nephew starts crying
he thinks everyone's been lying
and Santa Claus isn't really reeaaaaaaaal
everyone they're kickin in now
c'mon everyone we've got a bit of work to do
stop crying all come all together now with me
I've all
everyone everyone c'mon
I've all
I've always believed in Father Christmas
ho ho ho ho
this year I believe more than last
I've always believed in Father Christmas
This year i believe more than last
I've never really believed in Anti-de-Presents
ho ho ho ho
this year you're not here merry kiss my arse
I've always had time for Sir Cliff Richard
this year I tistisisjah
my heads spinnin
heads spinnin
heads spinninininininininin never
spininininininin nininin
ninin
mistletoe and wine on this merry kiss my arse
mistletoe and wine on this merry kiss my arse
mistletoe and wine on this merry kiss my arse
ho ho bloody ho
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Don’t Get Me Down Pt.2 (Radio Rework) | LYRICS | Klumzy Tung
Don’t get me down down down
Don’t get me down down down down down
Don’t get me down down down no
Please don’t get me down
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down
They don’t bother me
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down down down down
We wear skin to the bone nose to the grindstone
tryna earn a living it’s not what but who you might know
I can see it clear but with the music in my ear
I’m a lifted man expanding a planet within a cyclone
only get one life so live it like you might go
tomorrow any minute to the limit till the light glows
you’ve not gotta listen to me take any advice no
I’m just living happy accidents
So don’t get me down down down
Live for the beat no please don’t get me down down down
Rythym and the beat no please don’t get me down down down
no please don’t get me down
Because I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down
They don’t bother me
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down down down down
The globe is radio rental going crazy gone mental
Venting anger at one another is all detrimental
It’s Joe public who suffers when men forget to be gentle
Music is the one I follow this is my temple
It resembles a plot you can eat without help
Not what the media are feeding ya not good for your health
Belching greedy ingredients come configure a world
Without the seedy proceedings and be yourself
So don’t get me down down down
Live for the beat no please don’t get me down down down
rhythm and the beat no please don’t get me down down down
no please don’t get me down
Because I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down
They don’t bother me
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down down down down
Been writing day and night and so respect is due
With very little rest I got my best to do they say
It’s like a virus has infected you
I think about it like yes I guess it’s true
I’m working day and night and so respect is due
With very little rest I got my best to do they say
It’s like a virus has infected you
I think about it like yes I guess it’s true
Listen
My own musician mate my job is to be me
We’ve all got voices in our head some whisper and some scream
My mic is littered with throw away comments
chatting rubbish chatting jibberish the life of an emcee
well grab a mic and a pad and sack off the haters
whack on a track while I lay this latest rap
and add the magic that happens
my habitat is the manic until it flows
relax for a moment and you know that’s me
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down
They don’t bother me
I like chillin with a bag of beats
One and all people slap on my LP
Forget about the problems and all my worries
Don’t get me down down down down
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