Rapscallion

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I don't wanna die on theses streets.
Taking handouts to make ends meat.
I don't wanna steal cheat or con
Just to feel like I belong.

And these streets are eating me whole
the cold nights are takign their toll
I have mouths that I have to feed
Guess this rat is gonna be our meal
I don't wanna play this hand I've been dealt
Nothing good has ever been felt
I wanna sore and I wanna fly!
Wanna be the night and absorb the sky!

The Sun beats down on my browned skin
The rain beats down on my roof that's made of tin
The Sun beats down on my browned skin
My body's sore.
Don't wanna be a Rapscallion anymore!

Can you spare some change? [x3]
Can you spare some? [x2]

credits

from Buzzkut, released February 23, 2017
Written and performed by Edward Lamb and John-Paul Townsend
Recorded, produced and mastered by Joe Caple at Small Pond, Brighton
Cover art by Lewis Corps

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KING BEE Brighton, UK

A twisted two-piece beast: King Bee will simultaneously pummel and caress your eardrums with chest thumping, singalong chunky riffs and hard-hitting, driving drums - creating a massive sound too monstrous and head-bob inducing for just two Brighton boys to summon forth...

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