Peat Bog Man DIY ep

Lryics

Bring me down

You bring me down

Watcha watcha watcha watcha sayin because it makes no sense at all
All this bullshit you’re speakin, racism, ignorance, yeah you got it all
Didn’t anyone ever teach you some compassion, or are you here just to make others feel small
What’s the point in tryin to change your thinking, I might as well be bangin my head against a brick wall

That’s the story of yeah that’s the story of life my friend, but it's not the way it's got to be
You’ve had your time now you belong in history
That’s the story of yeah that’s the story of life my friend, but it's not the way it's got to be
You’ve had your time now you belong in history

Watcha watcha watcha watcha gunna do, when people stop runnin from you
Watcha gunna do with your life once you realise, there’s nothin you can do
Another time, another place, you may have been accepted in the human race
But not here and not now, you’re gunna have to change your ways somehow

That’s the story of yeah that’s the story of life my friend, but it's not the way it's got to be
You’ve had your time now you belong in history
That’s the story of yeah that’s the story of life my friend, but it's not the way it's got to be
You’ve had your time now you belong in history

Kind of day

When I woke up I knew straight away
That it was gunna be one of those days
Stubbed my toe getting out of bed
Got a blinding pain in my head

My mum is screamin at me to get up
God damnit woman don’t you ever let up
Look in the mirror, I don’t recognise
The face looking at me with those hollow eyes
I'm so fuckin tired I can barely stand
God this morning really isn’t too grand
Out the window all I see is grey
What a fuckin way to start the day

It's the kind of day that makes you wish you were a kid again
Sittin in the park, and getting drunk with my friends
It's the kind of day that makes you wish you were a kid again
No stress or worries, just getting high with my friends

I don’t wanna go to work today
But then I guess I never do anyway
Wish I could just get in my car and drive away
And just make it back for Saturday

But no, I'm here slaving away
Same old shit every day
Counting the minutes till closing time
Fake smile, saying the same old line
I gotta make my money to get to the next show
But as soon as I can I'm gunna go
I cant take much more of this routine
Feel like I'm on the front cover of losers magazine

It's the kind of day that makes you wish you were a kid again
Sittin in the park, and getting drunk with my friends
It's the kind of day that makes you wish you were a kid again
No stress or worries, just getting high with my friends

Feather duster (on a stick)

I was walkin’ down the street just the other day
My girlfriend turned to me
And she did say
She said I'm not your girlfriend I don’t know who you are
Get your hand off my ass and give me back my bra
So I took my hand off her ass and gave her back her bra
Ah well at least I’ve got my ska
At least I’ve got my ska, singin’

Na na na na na etc

I was thinking the other day how my life’s now goin’ the right way
I haven’t got much more left to say
Except I'm so happy, yeah I'm so happy
It’s not my fault that you feel so crappy
So don’t take your shit out on me,
All we’re tryin’ do is make some people happy
So I hope your all havin’ a damn good time
I hope your all feelin’ damn fine

Na na na na na etc