Solomon Grundy
Slumber not I tell my goons
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
Slumber not I tell my goons
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
Slumber not I tell my goons
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
Slumber not I tell my goons
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
Slumber not I tell my goons
Hustle till you see the moon
When the clouds are heavy
You take a break
Never despise your ribs
Watch out for daughters of Eve
Tactics still the same
Motives are constant
We are waiting for Godot
Day after day, night after night
All I see is the tree
I still brush my teeth
But for the beat, none of this matters
It only has weight and occupies space
Face the fact it's a rat race
The rest is history or His stories
Just like Santa, it's all banter
To keep the plot within the story
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Writer(s): Oz Essien
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