CHEWIE - The White-Washed Blues lyrics

I wrote a line about a
Ship destroyed in a storm
The imagery’s nice but the story is so worn
Plus, I’ve never seen the sea
I’m metaphorically landlocked so I
Make up waves in the gutters where I walk

Like an abandoned building’s walls
Can’t I stand until they
Bring a wrecking ball?
So cut me up, tear me down
Cut me up, tear me down

Well, my bus was so late and
My tea ain’t that great
You’d swear I’m the target of genocide
And yes, I’ve always livеd in the castle
I’ve nеver gone outside

I won’t blame a privileged life
On the reason why
I can’t survive one so cut me up
Tear me down cut me up

Yes, I know that it’s all relative
But these are the palest shade of blues
And they’re easy to hum along to
That’s how they got passed onto you
I know I’m not as tough as
The bricks of Aughrim Street
But, I’ll outlast your sails as
You drown in a puddle
That’s it, I swear I’ve had enough of this

Cut me up, tear me down
Cut me up, tear me down

(Oh, Oh)