Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David John Jones
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Swole Doge:)
Back then we were something
Look at you now
You're sat crying on the floor
On the edge of a breakdown
I represent all the good things
From way back then
And you are a limp lost child
Representing this simp filled generation
I'm so swole and strong
You're just a small wet dog
You're vermin I'm a God
What happened to you, Cheems
You wish you could be me
I'm like the camera on your phone
You're the camera in the store
You visit when you're walking home
I can shoot 4K
You can't shoot 360p
Though you're used for security
I'm the car driven by Jason Statham
Bullets flying at the engine
But I don't stop cos I can take them
You're every car in horror movies
That will not start
When you turn the keys
I'm like the caveman of old
Protecting my own
By fighting huge woolly mammoths
You're just a small man
Who goes to by himself clothes
And then cries if he can't have them
I'm like the old phones
No cracks, last forever
Only charged me once, twice
Maybe never
You're a new phone
All cracks, won't last a minute
Take a few tips from
How the old guys did it
Back then we were something
Look at you now
You're sat crying on the floor
On the edge of a breakdown
I represent all the good things
From way back then
And you are a limp lost child
Representing this simp filled generation
I'm so swole and strong
You're just a small wet dog
You're vermin I'm a God
What happened to you, Cheems
You wish you could be me
I'm the final boss
When you fight him or her
You're the final boss
As a playable character
I'm a god
Like the cats in Ancient Egypt
You're like the cats of today
Sitting there sleeping
I'm the 0.01% of bacteria
You can never kill
As the hand sanitizer
I'm the plant outside
Living in concrete
You are the one inside who will die
With a bit of heat
Back then we were something
Look at you now
You're sat crying on the floor
On the edge of a breakdown
I represent all the good things
From way back then
And you are a limp lost child
Representing this simp filled generation
I'm so swole and strong
You're just a small wet dog
You're vermin I'm a God
What happened to you, Cheems
You wish you could be me
(Cheems:)
Hey Doge
I know I'm small you're swole
And you like a little joke
But the thing is
That change is good
Back then
You would've died when you was ten
From a cold or just eating
Some slightly old food
The advances in medicine and everything
Has given us
More than we need
We may not be out hunting
Or burning wood
From cutting down some trees
But our knowledge is so much greater
And you're toxic masculinity views
Are slightly outdated
It's time for us to move on
And still remember where we came from
You see, Doge
There is nothing wrong
With being me
Small innocent Cheems
(Swole Doge:)
Back then we were something
Look at you now
You're sat being vulnerable
I'm still figuring out how
You represent all the good things
I'm stuck way back then
We're both just alive
And lucky that we can be friends
I'm so swole and strong
You're a brave smart dog
I'm sorry for thinking you're flawed
Will you forgive me, Cheems
Together we can be
Friends though we may disagree
On some philosophies
Writer(s): David John Jones
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