Friday Night Rockstar

by Lewca

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Oh! Paulo Fan I love it, Lewca’s infectious personality, descriptive experiences and wit shine throughout the record. Forget My Name with the featured vocals from Victory Flow gave me a chill from the moment I heard an earlier demo. Favorite track: Forget my Name.

seanible Sensational stuff from Lewca. A maelstrom of musical mayhem, combining drum & bass, tall tales, rock guitars and much more. A definite feel good factor and a must listen. Favorite track: Friday Night Rockstar.

Stevo286 What an album!!. Lewca has delivered and then some. A soundtrack to remind you of all the best parties you have ever been to.
Lyrically its superb and musically it punches you hard in the face...in a good way obviously.
Certain to figure in mine and many others end of year best of lists

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1.	Such a Cunt 02:32	lyrics
SUCH A CUNT Done a lot of crazy shit my life, but I ‘d do it all again, dodged a bullet maybe once or twice, played the fool every now & then. Hey you ! Yeah you in the back ! Do you get what I’m trying to say ? We’re gonna die mate That’s a fact So let the chips fall where they may. And most importantly… Stop being such a cunt. Do the math Now fucking do the math you only get one life you only get one life You only get one Done a lot of crazy shit my life, but I ‘d do it all again, dodged a bullet maybe once or twice, played the fool every now & then. Hey you ! Yeah you in the back ! Do you get what I’m trying to say ? We’re gonna die mate That’s a fact So let the chips fall where they may. One life, you only get one life One life, you only get one life One life, you only get one life So stop being such a cunt you only get one life you only get one life You only get one Lyrics by Lewca
2.	Friday Night Rockstar 03:25	lyrics
Friday Night Rockstar Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar I’m a rockstar World famous in my neighbourhood If I touch my dick, just assume that I’m touching wood I could take Tyson, in his fucking prime Two glasses & a bottle & I’ll make that bitch mine Ain’t even made it Already overrated If a fuck was given mate, I never gave it Since the late nineties, I’ve been sedated still ain’t got a deal, but it’s being negotiated Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar I’m a rockstar They say I got million dollar mind Shit I ain’t never made a dime Killing it one weekend at a time I’m a part time punk, but when I’m drunk I’m a rockstar True believer in under achievers poster boy for a nation of geezers Lost it all, still waiting to be found I’ll be yelling in a pub till they they put me in the ground If it ain’t broke yet mate maybe I’ll break it Get a shot you can bet that i’ll take it Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar Bitch, I’m a rockstar Friday night rockstar I’m a rockstar Lyrics by Lewca
3.	Harmony Korine 02:40	lyrics
Harmony korine My generation Born in the eighties Lived in a world that didn’t Give a fuck mate The iron curtain The iron lady And my old man Chain smoking in the car with the windows up & the kids in the back with no seatbelts on O tempo ! O fucking mores ! It was the far west In a south london borough We were poor Like the kids next door it was my childhood & I wish for no other & we said fuck the rain Mate we’re gonna shine We’re gonna beat the game Guess we ran out of time Coz we ain’t kids no more & Harmony Korine is like fifty now My adolescence My misspent youth Was like a scene from a larry clark film That effervescence Is gone in truth But with the right light you can see the Spark still The world that I knew ain’t coming back I gotta try face the facts and get a move on the world that I knew ain’t coming back Gotta to try figure out this shiny new one I do admit I get nostalgic To reminisce I just go driving Chain smoking in the car with the windows up & the kids in the back with no seatbelts on we said fuck the rain Mate we’re gonna shine We’re gonna beat the game Guess we ran out of time Coz we ain’t kids no more & Harmony Korine is like fifty now Lyrics by Lewca
4.	A Million Things 02:18	lyrics
A Million Things I got about a million things on my mind been alone here in the dark since the beginning of time Before you judge me please keep that in mind I may be an arsehole but it ain’t by design I apologise if I stepped over the line But I hope you realise that I am more than my crimes If you don’t, well, believe me that’s fine, You enjoy your ride mate, and I’ll enjoy mine Who would have thunk it it all went to shit Feels like the universe Is falling to bits I try to tell myself That It’s all just a ride It aint Much help When You’re burning alive If god had a kid I guess His name was bill hicks Not many among us Even know he exists He died for our sins Back in 1994 But I need him more than ever Mate, I can’t take it anymore Who would have thunk it it all went to shit Feels like the universe Is falling to bits Lyrics by Lewca
5.	Everyday Struggle 02:52	lyrics
Everyday struggle 6 in the morning i’m at the train station Every damn day i take the same destination Gotta get to work, i gotta to pay them bills Pay for them nappies and them cheap ass thrills... Nine hour shifts all day on your feet Five days a week just to make ends meet It’s hard labour, yet i aint done no crime I’m Selling my life one day at a time Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle You gotta love the grind & you gotta love the struggle Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle Sometimes life feels like a straight jacket all tangled up for a petty pay package gotta pay the piper, gotta do that dance Begging on your knees for just one last chance A shot a dream, a plan or a scheme, Every little life is worth more than it seems So do yourself a favor, fill your cup to the brim Give it all you got, & maybe one day you’ll win Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle You gotta love the grind & you gotta love the struggle Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle Man I know how lucky I am, I have a roof over my head, my kinds are fed, it’s all good... it’s still a grind though… Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle You gotta love the grind & you gotta love the struggle Oh lord It’s an everyday struggle Lyrics by Lewca
6.	Forget my Name 03:28	info
7.	Incredible 03:03	lyrics
Incredible I’m at a party and I’m off my face falling around, I’m all over the place High as fuck, I have to sing can’t contain the diva within i never had no choice I was born this way lost in a storm I’m like Fucking A I love it when the whirlwind Takes me away when the sun goes down I come out to play And the girls go You’re so wicked baby loving your song Gonna listen to ya all night long You’re so wicked baby loving your song Gonna listen to ya all night long You’re gonna hear me baby all night long I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome Oh my god he’s so annoying, he keeps on rapping & talking over the music it’s really bad. People let me know they ain’t digging the flow But now I got the the microphone, I ain’t never letting go I hope you got a sense of humour Turn up the fucking boomer I don’t give a fuck If I’m ruining the song got a mic in hand this is where I belong Anyway mate These drugs are way too strong Ain’t got a fucking clue what the fuck is going on And the girls go You’re so wicked baby loving your song Gonna listen to ya all night long You’re so wicked baby loving your song Gonna listen to ya all night long You’re gonna hear me baby all night long I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome I feel incredible, I feel fucking awesome Lyrics by Lewca
8.	The Love Within 03:30	lyrics
The Love Within I been places, So many faces all smiling at me I must be blind girl I walk the line girl, you’re the only one that I see You’re good graces Your warm embraces Are all that kindle me Bitch you’re my queen My love supreme Your touch sets me free I only wanna see you smile I’d drive a thousand fucking miles Girl I got you under my skin I need to feel the love within Although you are fucking crazy Baby you’re love has made me A better man that i could hope to be If you we’re not my wife Girl I would not think twice Get on my knees and say please marry me I love you like I Love myself And I Am concerned bout my mental health I love you like I Love myself And I Am concerned Because I only wanna see you smile I’d drive a thousand fucking miles Girl I got you under my skin I need to feel the love within I love looking in your eyes When you suck my dick And listening to you sigh when I lick your clit When I move between your thighs when I cum on your tits Can’t believe my eyes girl you’re so fit I fucking love fucking you I fucking love fucking you I only wanna see you smile I’d drive a thousand fucking miles Girl I got you under my skin I need to feel the love within Lyrics by Lewca
9.	Radio Gigolo 03:04	lyrics
Radio Gigolo One day they’ll play my song On the radio They’ll play it all day long on the radio i’ll feel like ten feet tall Big shots will take my call And when I drop the ball mate They’ll let you know They’ll ask me what went wrong On the radio They’ll ask me where i’ve gone And I’ll scream and shout and jump about and then I’ll go That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio Hey momma I’m famous Check my braggadocio One day I’ll sell myself Like a gigolo I’ll be like someone else I don’t even know So hungry for fame I’ll even sell my name For spicy chicken wings or some tv show They’ll hang their heads and cry on the radio They’ll say I should have died on the radio And I’ll scream and shout and jump about and then I’ll go That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio Hey momma I’m famous And nobody even knows They said nothing would ever come Of anything I’ve ever done, they said I was a waste of space But look at me now, yeah look at me now I’m on top of the world and I ain’t never coming down That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio That’s my song on the radio Lyrics by Lewca
10.	Golden God 03:14	lyrics
Golden God Never did much ad initio I’m a golden god ex officio least that’s what I’m told least that’s what i’m sold You can see it all in the video Don’t fuck with my midlife crisis Got a cocktail, bitch, tell me where the ice is? buzzing right now yeah the feeling is priceless Life ain’t shit if it ain’t a big party Just turned 40 Still being naughty I’m gonna bloody blow up soon mate surely Hmm? Will I though? I guess we’ll see I am having sex with a tree In the video I’m way too old, and i got a dad bod I’m a no connection, no money, long shot & I ain’t got a god to even the odds I’m more spectacles testicles wallet & watch It’s fine In my mind I’m a golden god It’s fine In my mind I’m a golden god It’s fine In my mind I’m a golden god It’s fine In my mind I’m a golden god Never did much ad initio I’m a golden god ex officio least that’s what I’m told least that’s what i’m sold You can see it all in the video People say I’m strange sometimes i don’t do much to change their minds To tell the truth it suits me fine Cos I don’t care Guess I must of of lost my mind Somehow Somewhere along the line Take a look into my eyes You’d see that I’m not there I Guess I’m strange mate Yeah I’m all over the place I’ve tried to change mate But it’s too little too late Mate It’s all good Yeah I’m alright I’ll just keep on being strange until they turn out the light I’ll never do better than building my home, My kids & my wife are there on their own, I’m in studio seeking the zone, You keep the meat mate give me the bone! I’ll never do better than building my home, My kids & my wife are there on their own, I’m in studio seeking the zone, You keep the meat mate give me the bone! I Guess I’m strange mate Yeah I’m all over the place I’ve tried to change mate But it’s too little too late Mate It’s all good Yeah I’m alright I’ll just keep on being strange until they turn out the light Lyrics by Lewca
11.	A Song 02:43	lyrics
A Song All up in the club Vibing, grinding to the mix mate, All I need is love & my little bag of tricks mate, Dipping all night into my custom pick & mix, i’m on a bender, I surrender, and I’m loving every bit of it Should have probably known it would all go to shit mate Reaching for a pint, I brushed up against a tit mate The girl freaks out starts losing her shit Then she slaps in the face and she grabs me by the dick And she says got a problem mate? Go & Write a fucking song about it Cry me a river bitch Write a fucking song about it Not so fucking clever now? Write a fucking song about it That’s what I did I went and wrote a fucking song about it Wake up in the morning, feeling rough still coming down man, gotta go to work I’m being paid to play the clown man Retail is hell they’re always yelling in my face I’ve lost all faith in the fucking human race I tell my manager I really need to take a break That All this aggravation is way more than I can take He smiles like I’m stupid, shakes his finger in air. I him i’m about to crack, but he doesn’t even care He says got a problem mate? Go & Write a fucking song about it Cry me a river bitch Write a fucking song about it Not so fucking clever now? Write a fucking song about it Get back home, tell my wife that I’ve been sacked Tonight I sleep alone, tomorrow my bags are packed This kids are upset, they were hoping for an Xbox Tell them that I’m broke & they tell me to fuck off & they say got a problem mate? Go & Write a fucking song about it Cry me a river bitch Write a fucking song about it Not so fucking clever now? Write a fucking song about it That’s what I did I went and wrote a fucking song about it When things get crazy, I write a song about it I write a song about it Lyrics by Lewca
12.	I Fell in Love with a Serial Killer 02:40	lyrics
I Fell in Love with a Serial Killer I fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love, fell in love, Fell in love with a serial killer Always wanted to be like her She’s the person that I prefer Always wanted to be like my sweetheart She’s so perfect so carefree I don’t care what she does to me As long as I can be with my sweetheart I fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love, fell in love, Fell in love with a serial killer Cos once she gets her hands on you It’s all over baby blue Yeah you won’t survive No You won’t survive She kills people & I know it’s wrong But i don’t mind what she does for fun As long as I can be with her As long as I can be with her I fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love with a serial killer Fell in love, fell in love, Fell in love with a serial killer I’d loose control I’d sell my soul I’d dig a hole For my sweet heart Baby goes to town, when I’m not around Baby doesn’t care, says she doesn’t share She says that I’m no killer I could kill I could kill for my sweetheart I know that one day I’ll be next But she’s the person that I love best Sweet love of mine Sweet love of mine And if one day I have to die i’ll be glad to have her by my side Sweet love of mine Sweet love of mine Please murder me Please murder me Lyrics by Ben Todd & Lewca
13.	Smoke in the Air 04:01	lyrics
Smoke in the Air I met a girl she said something moving Said something beautiful She read in a magazine Don’t remember what she said See her lying on my bed All I know is now she’s gone Must be something I did wrong Time slips away Like sand through my fingers The faces all fade but the memories linger, somewhere Floating like the smoke from a Saturday night I’ve seen the world All It’s wonders & horrors I’ve wept for joy & I’ve wept from sorrow Don’t remember what was worse Being blessed or being cursed All I know without a doubt The fight ain’t over till they they count you out So i’ll risk it all Leave it all in the ring I’ll give my everything & I don’t play to win & when I’m dead & gone & the party is over just play my songs & look over your shoulder, I’ll be there Floating like the smoke from a Saturday night in the air Floating like the smoke from a Saturday night in the air Lyrics by Lewca

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After being in a few bands that fell apart for the usual reasons, Lewca decided to go it alone in 2018. Although he collaborates with a bunch of different musicians on his projects (most often ex band members or musicians he met on Twitter) his main partner in crime is S.O.A.P. a Parisian drum & bass DJ & Beatmaker that Lewca met when they shared a billing at a gig together in 2013.

Since 2018 they have released 3 EP’s, & have been working for the last eighteen months on two albums : “Friday Night Rockstar” & “Boombap for Boomers” (to be released some time in 2023).

They expect absolute world domination & unfathomable wealth obviously.

The album"Friday Night Rockstar" is about time passing, personal doubts and demons, substance abuse and dreams that will never come true. It’s mixed into 80’s-90’s sonic references that influenced Lewca & S.O.A.P growing up.

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released December 16, 2022

Composed & mixed by S.O.A.P. (unless otherwise specified)
Lyrics written & Performed by Lewca
Mastered by Blanka

Featuring additional vocal & / or instrumental parts by Mondo Trash, Victory Flow, Oh! Paulo, Chris James Willows, Ambre, Orange G, The JMC,Shark Star, Zar Acoustic, Ian Williamson, Ben Todd, Ben Samama

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Lewca Paris, France

After studying Fine Art and dabbling in film, Lewca started making music just before he was too old to die young.
His influences range from cheap beer to expensive rum, and also The Clash, The Streets, Ian Dury, Eminem, Tom Waits, whoever is making decent music...
He currently lives in Normandy, has three kids and a mortgage and semi-domesticated hedgehog named “Sonic” ... more

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"High Vibrations" is my favourite indie record from 2021, the overall feel is trippy and "feel-good" experimentation flows through the album. Jameson & shrooms will make the experience complete. Lewca
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Moonlight parade are incapable of writing a bad song, tons of mellow bangers. Try "white horses" if you want to choke up a bit. Lewca
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The whole album is excellent, but that last track "When our lungs are empty" oh my ! Lewca
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