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living out the best years of my life!
slogging it out down at nbs..
eating sleeping stoning
guit bass keyboard drums
cycling sleeping
would rather be slacking around
the only work i'll be doing is poring over textbooks...
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Layout: vehemency
it really tugs at the heartstrings, the essence and experiences we can all easily associate with...
view it, or rather, listen to it (from mrbrownshow.com) here or download it here (from mrbrownshow.com)
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Written, composed and performed by Lee Kin Mun, Marc Nair and Ivan Nair
Filled with faces I don’t know
Sometimes they don’t stop for me
I live near Woodleigh MRT
The city’s changing every day
I saw a new gantry on the way
That is why I sold my car
Why the bus-stop so damn far
You took so much from me
Got no cash to take taxi
But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
(And) when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you
I can’t afford a holiday
Everything has gone up but my pay
Can’t go out with all my friends
Can’t afford the latest fashion pants
You promised me paradise
Overflowing with abundant rice
I used to go for lunch buffets
Now my breakfast’s half a you char kuey
You took so much from me
Got no cash to go high-tea
But I’m still in love with you
But I’m still in love with you
And when I grow old, and don’t do what I’m told
I will still be in love with you