The first single from the new album "Monkey Suit"! To be in the music video, check this link: http://www.billyrowan.co.uk/star-in-the-official-video-for-last-chance-to-dance/

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Last Chance To Dance

# I. 

Blowing BZ on base, getting faced

Strapped with #4 just in case, cuz shit gets crazy 

I've been lazy eyed and hazy, fried as long as the day ends in Y

But I do try 

# II. 

To make it through my dark days 

Unscathed with a smile on my face, 

But shit gets laced with apathy and swallowed by the beast

I'm praying that I'm facing east

# III. 

I'm spacing out with racing doubt. I'm pacing loud. 

I made it out of the sauna with my karma intact

I made it 5 whole miles till I blew a flat 

# IV.

Woke up on the ward floor, I'm not sure what for

I keep at this fight, I've long since lost sight 

Of what's wrong and right, as black as this night 

As sad as this song, it's gone on too long 

# V. 

So what the fucks wrong with me? Should I bathe in this caustic chemistry? 

Am I made of anything but agony, you could have fooled me

I'm spastic and raggedy, I'm sure you'd agree

# VI. 

On plastic they're bagging me when I finally leave 

Bombastic, they're tagging me as finally deceased 

I'm past it, I've had it up to here with this shit 

I said I'd make a couple albums and then go split

# VII. 

But then the sauce spilled all over my face and tits

And I woke up and all that I could write were hits

And I broke up with apathy and she was a bitch 

I spoke up in traffic and got met with a fist

Blowing BZ On Base

I wrote this song following the riots that took place across the UK in 2011. It was a response to the way in which our Government and media chose to demonise the young people involved, looking for an easy scapegoat, rather than looking at the social conditions and inequality that led us to that point.

Our Streets

Don't Buy It

Cumstain on the Sofa (ft. Jack Bird)

i've never called a hotline in my life
but i've wanted to die quite a few times
you say i do this to myself
i say go to hell

you hang up and i cry myself to sleep
morning comes and i pretend we're happy as can be
you go off and slowly forget me

if i have to spend one more day waiting for something to happen
i'm gonna die
parts of me are scared for my health
and parts of me are ready to say goodbye

i don't mean to worry you but i'm running out of time
and i don't mean to worry you but i don't know how to just be alive

come hold me like you used to
you hate me but i still need you

i guess i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry

i love you
i love you
i love you
i'm sorry

i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me

you make me
hate me
hate me
hate me
you make me
hate me
hate me
hate me

god, god
god
god?
god, god
god
if you're out there set me free
if you're out there leave me be

give me back the one i need
give me back the one i need
make me feel something besides apathy

i need you to save me

last resort

EVERYDAY 6:10:19

songs i made in my bedroom. this is my space.

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Newer tracks go here, for now at least. soundcloud.com/thehippiecripple

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