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While the verses here are ruminative and resonant upon learning experiences garnered through past years; the subtle adlibs here are a condemnation of ‘remember when’ conversations.
Going further, it’s a transnational track; with the choruses addressing one’s catapulting into the limelight as someth...
[Verse 1]
It was the summer of 95 (so what!)
In the backyard, shaving the old plies
Feeling so strong (strong!)
Something went wrong (wrong!)
Straight into my finger, what a stinger, it was so long
I still remember that day, like the day
That I said that I swear "I'll never hurt myself again"
So it seems that I'm deemed to be wrong
To be wrong, to be wrong
Gotta keep holding on
They always played a slow song
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Chorus]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
Singing my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're going to die by the end of the night, and said "Hey"
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
I still remember when we were young and fragile then
No one gave a shit about us because times were tougher then
Feeling so good (good!)
Cruisin’ the hood (hood!)
Straight into the real world where rich kids never understood
But I don't care, I can fade away to anywhere
Don't stop because you might get dropped
And if you do who's going to pick you up
Well I won’t
Well I won't
They always played a slow song
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Chorus]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
Singing my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're going to die by the end of the night, said "Hey"
[Instrumental break and scatting]
[Extended Chorus]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
Singing my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're going to die
By the end of the night
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
My, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're going to die
By the end of the night
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest
My, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're going to die
By the end of the night, said "Hey!"
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Keasbey Nights was written by Tomas Kalnoky.
Keasbey Nights was produced by Catch 22 & James Egan & Hillary Johnson.
Catch 22 released Keasbey Nights on Tue Mar 24 1998.