Seventh Brigade

So cunning in the backyard
Not running all that far
I'm the sun king here at the bar
Not fronting back seat of my car

Black tele trimmed up with chrome
Don't tell me you're going home
I'm not sunny but I'm not alone
You're not funny get off the phone

There's the bell for last call
Don't have to go to bed
There's the bell for last call
We can sleep when we're dead

So cunning in the backyard
Im the sun king here at the bar
Not fronting back seat of my car
I'm not sunny but I'm not alone
You're not funny, get off the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Kisch
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