Twenty Eight - Avantdale Bowling Club.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Chris James/Tom Scott
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chris James/Tom Scott
[00:11.017]Twenty-eight grams in an ounce, break it down
[00:13.705]Sixteen ounces in a pound, double that
[00:16.210]Round it up about ten thou
[00:17.936]Once you take away the rent nothing left in the account
[00:21.019]Add it up while I bag it up in the lounge
[00:23.195]Next to my son watching cartoons on the couch
[00:25.970]Round about four to five deep in an ounce
[00:28.480]Hitting on about two to three years in a cell
[00:34.014]But I'll be out in one, wonder if I was brown
[00:36.272]Would I get the same amount of time for the same amount?
[00:38.781]It ain't hard to tell and it ain't hard to sell
[00:41.545]When everyone's depressed this shit sells itself
[00:43.945]Work a forty-hour week for a box and a pouch
[00:46.522]Round about fifteen years on at Aucks
[00:49.322]Small town about the size of a roundabout
[00:51.832]Where the number one killer of a man is himself
[00:57.123]The poor cooking meth, rich cooking the accounts
[00:59.931]In the rat race there ain't no straight way out
[01:02.440]Bout nine hundred thou for a two-bedroom house
[01:04.962]Thirteen million hectares stolen by the crown
[01:07.751]It's a crime to sell a tree but it's cool to sell a COW
[01:10.060]If the banks **** up the government will bail them out
[01:12.616]I'Il prolly go to jail for some shit that I dealt
[01:15.465]But it's cool, I'm just tryna raise some shit that I felt
[01:31.542]Twenty-four hours in a day
[01:33.840]Take away eight worth of work, what's that make?
[01:36.361]I finish 'round six, tell the miss I'm on the way
[01:38.855]But I'm late, doing twenty k on the motorway
[01:41.548]By the time it take me to make it home it's half eight
[01:44.057]Never even get to see the sun on my sons face
[01:46.620]Six hours sleep to bed I lay awake
[01:49.130]Trying to calculate how much left I got to waste you
[01:52.166]The court case is two months away, smoking two blunts a day
[01:55.182]Been too drunk to drive shit been too much to take
[01:57.873]Rolled a stub, and puff til my two lungs deflate
[02:00.323]Like **** it, I don't wanna do nothing today
[02:02.894]But my son needs a change and this shit doesn't change
[02:05.655]Til you flush the chain ain't no point just complaining
[02:08.191]Friends that I wish were still with us today
[02:10.979]For three words I thought I was too tough to say
[02:13.515]Got twenty in the safe, twelve beers in the case
[02:16.074]So here's to the old place, cheers to the days
[02:18.633]****ing round, counting grey hairs on my face got one of them for every wasted year on the ways
[02:23.926]Haunted by the countless mistakes that I made
[02:26.373]But it's said the real destination's the chase
[02:29.148]Might end up in a cage tryna save for a place
[02:31.659]This rat race is nothing but a race to the grave, bruv