Got VIP, priority,
Cos of my network
Had Faith in the line, with love as my net worth
Dropped off coats, two for one
Some tap water and out of date crisps
Looking round I knew I didn’t fit in
I got all 70s for a show in the now
It was a little bit Naughties, really
And I got a little bit naughty in the crowd
Held a spliff between my fingertips
And let the smoke out with my head down
But no hi-vis came swooping in
So I knew, the O2, was sound
Speaking of which, the line up was a glitch
It seemed to go from what I was dressed like
Then switched to the main body
It weren’t organised properly
But when the intermission faded, the green light shone
All the complaints and moaning subsided
And the restlessness was gone
The curtains flashed open, and there stood Tyron
Ready for a couple hours of jump about and mosh
Two bodies were drug from the crowd with that verb being their downfall
Word on the curb was k-hole
They flopped through all gooey and uncool
But everyone was on the same
So they knew what was at fault
We bounced about and filmed the tunes
He waved out his family
And played the olds and the news
He tricked us at the end, made out the set was over
Everyone feeling suddenly sober, they turned to the door, man,
Then he bust back on stage with Door Man
And every body leapt over
Afterwards we headed to the Golden Arches
And waited for chips
Felt they were down, but finally got our grub and our dips
Went Victoria’s carriage, she carried us partly
I got off at Green Park and carried on my party
Slipped my headphones on
And sparked the
Songs to pump blood but I hardly
Could match what the stage gave
I mean this in the best way, it was nasty
Couple stops before my own
I spotted a fella with a white rose
It drooped at the stem as it told
My imagination stories, oracles spoke of heartbreak
Then it was my turn for the cold and I left him on his journey
And to his mistakes
I got into bed, my belly still raving
My ears craving the vibrations
And my heart racing
My Faith succeeded, and we met in our dreamlands
With a lazy day after our elating
As our bond was inflating
I got new inspirations for my own words
Now that I’ve listened to him, I can’t wait to be heard.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 