sample life brings me down in dreams of sound kid we been around for ages weve been through different styles and phases fiddled round with riddles sounds and phrases been ripping out some pages been to distant towns and cities from ripping crowds on stages to saving pennies for equipment with our lousy wages the way we live is now courageous cause who really does it makes music stays futureless fuck it weve got no food in the stomach but couldnt care about the fools at the summit we do this for our myspace friends the folks that hope that we might change trends we young annoyed hungry unemployed we just wanna rock a show and hope that everyone enjoyed the mics a one inch void away from my lip so drop the beat so i can bust my shit im a spit it out bottom to the top whether the crowd wanna get up get out follow me or not chorus fed up of trying to lead a better life dog what a fella gotta do to get a tight job beg in order to get a bit of cheddar like bob and scheme on whoevers bit of bread i might rob get it right i use my little head and fight hard but hell is always round the corner where the weathers like fog i dont wanna study be a clever white slob i wanna write songs life wont spare the right cards where the mic yall cause my pen is solid i made many songs with the money in my petty wallet i made an album plenty love it and plenty want it but i dont anyone thats ready to spend a damn penny on it gulping alchohol withholding pressure homies tell me hold your head up i can barely hold together holding my hands out for scraps like your local beggar im broke im fed up and my shitty goals are pretty hopeless fella family likes to make me feel like a failure but i believe in what i do so fuck you and what they tell ya lonely with a walkman on walking around talking to myself feeling lost in the sound life brings me down in dreams of sound chorus1