lyrics
A man with a wet mouth feeds the ducks
He stops us, and won’t shut up
About how he feeds the ducks,
He gets bread, from behind a bakery,
the old bread, they throw in the bin
I try escape, but he lured us in,
Chit chat, I cannot handle
I must throw, this man in the lake
The whole worlds gone, completely insane, am I the only person using my brain, the first port of call is the bay of complain, there’s no point if your complaint is insane
Everyones rushing, all of the time
You would think it was, the end of the world
They just have, to get to work,
Or buy things, like coriander
Who knows what, reality is,
When people scream, about running out of milk
Shutting my eyes, makes it worse,
Because then I hear them so much louder
The whole worlds gone, completely insane, am I the only person using my brain, the first port of call is the bay of complain, there’s no point if your complaint is insane
credits
from
Spaget,
released May 19, 2021
Engineered by Simon Short except drums by Cait Costello
Produced and Mixed by Simon Short
Mastered by Jason Livermore
Art Work by Simon Short
All music written and performed by Rational Simon
Rational Simon Are:
Alan: Bass/Backing Vocals
Tommy: Drums
Simon: Vocals, Guitar, Keys
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