Days Like These (Live at the Paradiso)
To the gods in the sky, there's one thing you can do
You can send us some sun, and we'll play you this tune
Because sitting in our room, lying down with a scoob
And the sunshine through our window
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie, hassle-free
Hours passing by with the beat
Singing "Days like these" kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Number one, I'd find some loving in the sun
With someone that can make me growl and hum say hmm
A boom-boom shake, and the beat that she throw at me
Knocking me flat
Number two, I'd cruise where the grass is smooth
And the sound of the sea is a dreamy melody
Snooze all afternoon until the nighttime wake me
'Cause shakedown soon
Number three, I'd be dancing like a monkey up a tree
Find sweet simplicity by kissing my honey
Get funky like bond when he's played by Connery
And get crafty like Don Corleone
Four, watching Oliver jam a little more
Remember the night when I saw
What I never never never seen before
Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie
Hassle-free hours passing by with the beat (one, two)
Singing days like these, kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Whack, beats splat
Woke up on the attack
Work myself frantic to the moon and back
Now it's evening and the sausages are frying out back
I write my rhyme for this track
As the sky fade to black
Now I remember earlier in the day
As I was swimming through the bay
A bass player I know swum my way
He said "G'day, hey, you wanna go see some reggae?
Starts at eight and plays through to sunrise the next day"
So nine o'clock sees me heading out towards the tabernacle
Hardcore reggae beat bring my feet out of these shackles
Hardcore reggae DJ, I Salute you
Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle of the vinyl
Now I'm high, now a spectacular night ahead
I met a Mexican called Juan ("there's a party on the hill, would you like to come?")
Yeah ("and bring a bottle of rum")
Can't afford it, but I bought it, and then I sung
It's nights like these when you know that you're alive
Nights like these when you know that you got fire
Nights like these when don't have to try
Fall in love and kiss and smile from every girl walking by
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive
And my eyes want to cry
'Cause the night and the sky is so high
And my life is sublime, and it's mine and it's time
I feel like I've been living
My life from the beginning
And all the songs I'm singing
Is all the love I'm giving
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie
Hassle-free hours passing by with the beat (one, two)
Singing days like these, kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
And dirty hands, I like them see
They make the music that we play sound oh so sweet
And my mother always made me eat broccoli
And now look at me, I'm as strong as can be
So put some spice in my sauce, honey in my tea
An ace up my sleeve and a slinky plan B
And most importantly, my mad family
They named me Lucky and for that
I'll sing about days like these
You can send us some sun, and we'll play you this tune
Because sitting in our room, lying down with a scoob
And the sunshine through our window
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie, hassle-free
Hours passing by with the beat
Singing "Days like these" kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Number one, I'd find some loving in the sun
With someone that can make me growl and hum say hmm
A boom-boom shake, and the beat that she throw at me
Knocking me flat
Number two, I'd cruise where the grass is smooth
And the sound of the sea is a dreamy melody
Snooze all afternoon until the nighttime wake me
'Cause shakedown soon
Number three, I'd be dancing like a monkey up a tree
Find sweet simplicity by kissing my honey
Get funky like bond when he's played by Connery
And get crafty like Don Corleone
Four, watching Oliver jam a little more
Remember the night when I saw
What I never never never seen before
Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie
Hassle-free hours passing by with the beat (one, two)
Singing days like these, kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
Whack, beats splat
Woke up on the attack
Work myself frantic to the moon and back
Now it's evening and the sausages are frying out back
I write my rhyme for this track
As the sky fade to black
Now I remember earlier in the day
As I was swimming through the bay
A bass player I know swum my way
He said "G'day, hey, you wanna go see some reggae?
Starts at eight and plays through to sunrise the next day"
So nine o'clock sees me heading out towards the tabernacle
Hardcore reggae beat bring my feet out of these shackles
Hardcore reggae DJ, I Salute you
Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle of the vinyl
Now I'm high, now a spectacular night ahead
I met a Mexican called Juan ("there's a party on the hill, would you like to come?")
Yeah ("and bring a bottle of rum")
Can't afford it, but I bought it, and then I sung
It's nights like these when you know that you're alive
Nights like these when you know that you got fire
Nights like these when don't have to try
Fall in love and kiss and smile from every girl walking by
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive
And my eyes want to cry
'Cause the night and the sky is so high
And my life is sublime, and it's mine and it's time
I feel like I've been living
My life from the beginning
And all the songs I'm singing
Is all the love I'm giving
It's days like these that make us happy
Like a puppy getting lucky with Lassie
Hassle-free hours passing by with the beat (one, two)
Singing days like these, kicking back
Just doing what we do
Whoa-oh-oh-oh (whoa-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, yeah
And dirty hands, I like them see
They make the music that we play sound oh so sweet
And my mother always made me eat broccoli
And now look at me, I'm as strong as can be
So put some spice in my sauce, honey in my tea
An ace up my sleeve and a slinky plan B
And most importantly, my mad family
They named me Lucky and for that
I'll sing about days like these
Credits
Writer(s): Felix Riebl, Oliver James Mcgill, Henry James Angus
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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