Top Songs By Popes Of Chillitown
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Popes Of Chillitown
Performer
Jack Ashley
Performer
Matthew Conner
Performer
Arvin Bancil
Performer
Thiago Trosso
Performer
ieuan williams
Performer
Mike Coppa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Ashley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Ashley
Producer
John Webber
Mastering Engineer
Rob Wilks
Engineer
Lyrics
Got a new smirk
Making much mirth
Cutting up my face in the mirror cos I wanna look like Colin Firth
I weren't born first
Runt of the litter you can roll me in glitter
But I'm still a fucking turd
Special like an early bird
Back to the Ireland
People digging up dirt
Burn pon fire
Sleep and I eat
And I'm digging up peat til a man retire
Spade, call it a spade
Stick it in the ground til I dig my grave
More money in the hand watch the paddies get rich
Stick us in a corner tell us take our pick
Big like mountain
Shouting, spouting
Ruining the family outing
Dash shrapnel coins at the fountain
Get my willy out
It's a miracle. I'm at the pinnacle now problems are mounting
Tell me why the Thomases are doubting
Some people just wanna do nothing
Me, I wanna do less
Churches are worthless without the people inside, all the servants
Serves no purpose
Silent murmurs resonate loud with a certain nervous ardent fervour
Cash make money go further
(Give it to me)
Man I can save in the Vatican way
Got bare cash stashed in the tabernacle anyway
Another soul, another lump sum
Another stealth tax coming from a healthy income
I'm feeling kinda lazy I don't know if I should get up and try life
Or stay in bed until the sun retires
I'm feeling mildly crazy
Blame it on the light
I should stay away until the sun retires
Answer the dark truth inside of you
Writer(s): Jack Ashley
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