never sing no surrender when you ve just learn to crawl it s all bravery knowin when to fly and to fall but down here by the ocean things just don t seem so bad on our backs and we ve all forgotten whatever had made us so mad always fall into slumber at the end of the day may you dream of a world where there ain t nothing to say every answer whatever its so easy to take in my place so lets get stoned and watch the mainstreet parade coconuts and bananas rum and sugar cane juice filling up on papaya all this passion and fruit what the hell have another martyr s thousands of miles outta sight may all we do be all for our delight and i dream as the factories climb and crumble on and on and on may all we do be all for our may all we do be all for our may all we do be all for our delight
['acoustic punk', 'anti-folk', 'folk punk', 'gypsy punk', 'philly indie']