​spirit boy

[Verse 1: David Le'aupepe]
God died today
He left me in the cold
He stumbled down a path
He died upon his knees on
The way to the commode

[Verse 2: David Le'aupepe]
God died today
He skid in pouring rain
With his feet up on the dash
Right off the Chelsea Bridge, Lord
Was hardly seen again

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
The gigs were overlong
And most of them mundane
And the weather climbed to twenty-something centigrade
And I, I've never been in London this time of year
It's nice, but I couldn't wait to slowly disappear

[Verse 3: David Le'aupepe]
He died today
And hе did it with a smile
Threw his body in the bag
Thrеw on the ITV, Lord
And laughed a little while

[Verse 4: David Le'aupepe]
In a kind of way
It makes me feel at home
Superfluous as shit
Digestible and free, Lord
Within reach and my control
Throw the kettle on

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
The gigs were overlong
And none of us got paid
And the weather climbed to thirty-something centigrade
And Christ, you ever been in London this time of year?
It's nice, think I remembered why I liked it here

[Interlude: Shane McLean]
Tuia i runga
Tuia i raro
Ka tangi te titi
Ka tangi te kaka
Ka tangi hoki aha
Ko te timatanga te kupu
Ko te atua te kupu
Ko te atua ano atua kupu i te timatanga
E pa e manaakitia matau
E nga hou e wha moana nu a kiwa
He aha te mea nui o te ao
He tangata
He tangata
He tangata

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
You raised me up now
And pulled me out of my mind
And filled me with significance I cannot describe
The tunes were overdone
The well was all but dry
And I still believe magnificent isn't hard to find
And I'm convalescing slowly, day by day
It's nice, I'm still in London, living, by the way
And I wanna live it like it's worth something in time
I gotta give it time, give it time, give it time

[Refrain: Gang of Youths]
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[Outro: David Le'aupepe]
How normal all the tragic feels
How tragic all the normal is
Thereafter, the laughter
The real enraptured
But anyway, I plan to stay
Attend the weekly football game
Thereafter, thereafter
Tagaloa cried and said, "Though part of you is dead
Don't waste a minute of this thing you have left"
And he picked me up just like a father
And carried me south-east, where the city was calling