Keep On Walking (Explicit)-LAUSSE THE CAT

Keep On Walking (Explicit)

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Keep On Walking (Explicit) - LAUSSE THE CAT

Lyrics by:LAUSSE THE CAT

Composed by:LAUSSE THE CAT

Produced by:LAUSSE THE CAT

Smashed out his face Lausse excused himself politely

And left the hatters battered round the table having tea

He wobbled and he bopped to flush the poison out his stream

And take a chance to walk and wander round to spy the sights to see

He pished and pashed all pissed and smashed and wobbled round the red

In search of somewhere cool and soft to lie his dizzy head

Without no luck he stopped and dropped and quickly got to snoozing

And found himself with furless thumbs a dream where he was human

I left London 'cause my brain was a mess

'Cause bud came the same age that girls grew their breasts

And Dizz came when guys got an eye for the girls

And the sniff came before love could beat up a chest

Stayed a bit clear but ended up as decent a mess

So I skipped on a coach with some clothes and a test

Stating that I'm switched off enough to be indebted

Of a loan and a grant in the land of the bet

Spent the first year trying hard to patch up a chest

Playing catch-up to chat shit and land in a bed

Till a fear birthed a cat cursed to snatch up a heart

Snatched a handful and hand-stitched a scarf for my neck

How's a hand-knitted scarf supposed to patch up a garçon?

Now I'm tryna warm burning desks to a scarlett

To try keep the pyre going cologne made of bonfire

'Cause all eyes around me got their glints turning dead

So I'll keep on walking just go

Ain't no place made for me

I'll stop when I find a home

Till then I'll bop on my feet

Keep on walking just go

Ain't no place made for me

I'll stop when I find a home

Till then I'll bop on my feet

I took the ferry and I sailed away to France

Thumbed myself to south so Lausse could serenade an aunt

There I met a lady so I parted with my chest scarf

She left me so I left France but didn't lose my spark

Left with two hundred euros cash regardless

A little bag a laptop and an SM57 mic and pranced

Round the streets of Berlin for a job and an apartment

But ended in a bar again

Lived on tips kept my tongue tight my dick tucked and crawled round at dark

Had some fun a couple fist fights and learned to strum guitar

Spent my whole earned cash on cold gold German versions of a Carling in a bar

And after shifts I'd prance to court a darling with a dance

Course my heart was caught harking for a damsel overseas

So I quit my job and packed the shit I hardly had said bye to Olly

Quick-quick departed I flew back and nip-nipped to France

Went to kiss-kiss and dipped dick in darling

It turns out she tick-tocked my heart

So we stayed found a flat needed quick-quid for yard bills

And beer food and stick-thin cigars

'Cause the tips dipped and I can't pay for shit with guitar licks

My chick served some tins in a bar I'd sell trap beats

You'll hear a little snippet in a bit I was charmed

We were sweet sound and loved pricked with pins in our arses

But it's best to leave sweet a party in advance so I'll

Keep on walking just go Don't stay

Ain't no place made for me Run away

I'll stop when I find a home Don't stay

Till then I'll bop on my feet Run away

Keep on walking just go Don't stay

Ain't no place made for me Run away

I'll stop when I find a home Don't stay

Till then I'll bop on my feet Run away

The sleeping cat opened his eyes

And woke to find the moon beaming above

As he looked up showers of light

Burning with the weight of a million lifetimes whizzed over his head

But what he saw were merely dying stars

They shot past him

Scraping through darkness to join the happy moon

Hoping to shine forever by her glow

I ain't put no clothes on since me and lady met

I've been silent like my phone whilst they're asking if I'm dead

We got baccy chroe and bottles on the table by our bed

I ain't never got to go she be loving like a vet

I ain't put no clothes on since me and lady met

I've been silent like my phone whilst they're asking if I'm dead

We got baccy chroe and bottles on the table by our bed

I ain't never got to go she be loving like a vet

Hey little cat

Wake up

Hey cat wake up

Lausse wake the fuck up

Oi get the fuck up oi

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