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A Song

from Friday Night Rockstar by Lewca

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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

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from Friday Night Rockstar, released December 16, 2022
Composed & mixed by S.O.A.P.
Lyrics written & Performed by Lewca
Mastered by Blanka

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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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