There's a flaw in the meniscus
Coming this Christmas
Put it on your wishlist
Gold in the discus
Snappin' in the car like Escobar, Marie Atoinette, or Saint Nick the Tzar
All the power in the world can't save you now
If the guillotines coming then you'd better start running
Cos it sticks like honey in a cup, bad make-up (Trippin’)
So don't go slippin' up
Going to the pub with gumboots on, shit that's a good bit of class
If mass don't take your fancy, find a way out like Nancy Drew, not Clancy Wiggum
Hit em, with the stops
Don't rock till the cops surround ya
Don't box till you got the rounds up
You'd catch me if you could
Are we looking for the goods
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
There's a flaw in the meniscus
Your Mum's on my wishlist
I'm bringing back the bitches
So Harry do your dishes (fuck you)
I want to ride with her viscous persistence
And instigate environmental resistance
I smell ants in ya pants
If you can't dance, don't
If you can't dance smoke ‘till its dope yeah
Bad flow and it's written, Kate got me tripping, (trippin)
So don't go slipping uphill
Fill a hundred mls of Listerine
She’ll be staring at the ceiling blissfully
A calm curve on water's surface
Or a listless inner knee (fuck g)
She's a mystic sighting, durry lighting, crackhead fighting, Newtown Queen
She'll modern jive, don't want to tango
She'll trade you for a blackmarket mango
It's a stitch up, and if the bitch gon’ snitch dump, you know that thing go click pump zing
Hit cha head back like ping pong ping on wood
Are we looking for the goods?
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
Are we looking for the goods? I know someone in the neighbourhood
Scary as a viking tripping (trippin’) so don't go slipping up
credits
from Nights of Dawn,
released February 11, 2022
Written by – Tom Brehm, Luka Francis-Murray, Robbie Mulligan, Harry Ward
Co-Written by - Hamish Johl
In Adrian Snood’s songs, soulful vocals and slow-moving alt-pop swirl together to create something distinctly moving. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 1, 2023