MuRli, Naive Ted - Champagne and Chinchillas lyrics
[MuRli, Naive Ted - Champagne and Chinchillas lyrics]
Yo! what you crucifying me for
I never meant to come across as a know-it-all
I’m just a simple artist trying to do my job
And I'd be eternally grateful if
You could do yours
I write for the people who need it or not
Wishing they get to sing along for
The craic or the love
Usually aiming at the wounds and
The cracks in their hearts
Still I couldn't save the world
Ain't that already done?
I touched down with a clear goal
But I couldn't shop my dreams in a photo
07 14 that's my timeframe
Seven years under your watch
Then my time came
Like a clock on my wrist ticking bigger times
Visions of life with my story
In these punch lines with rhythm
So let us sing my blues
In jagged edged rhymes
While I'm lyrically positive like
A plus sign chill out chill out
You all need chill out life ain't all about
Champagnes and chinchillas
Girls in the ghettos with
Dreams of Cinderella
Hooked on a leash of the
Master of dope dealers chill out chill out
Y'all need to chill out
Life ain't all about gold
Chains and gold-diggers
Over in Liberia they’re still fighting
Ebola why you crying for?
You need a new phone?
Met a father in the streets
Who needs a new home
While his wife eulogised him as her last hope
These flashbacks to reality
Keeping me grounded, For real
Dissuading my passion to fly
When the sky's open
I count my blessings in numeric
We don't learn in school
Many reasons to stay cool
I used to want to carry the hood
On my back like the local monks
Till I figure out my uncle was a little drunk
When he told me I’d be
Everything he dreamed of
Took me to a bar no ID but I got the picture
Of the future he saw of me being a womaniser
A bartender lady kissed him showing
He could have her
Latest edition of his catalogue
Of dark adventures
Misogynistically boasting he'd leave her
On a stretcher
Sat me down with a bottle of red
11: 59 24th of that December
We made a toast in remembrance of
The birth of our Lord
That's the version I recounted to
My mother I love in the decade that preceded
All the tube galore nothing new though
Just icing on a cake I adored
Sunday service we worshipping, I got flashes
Infatuated by a scene out of Angela's ashes
Any sign of angels wasn't me
Coz that was Shaggy
Trapped under pressure of making
The ladies love me came out of that sentence
Strengthened my defences
Prayed for my repentance on-board
That flight to Dublin
Limerick city presented me with my own dream
I'm already better than what detractors
Thought I would be
I never meant to come across as a know-it-all
I’m just a simple artist trying to do my job
And I'd be eternally grateful if
You could do yours
I write for the people who need it or not
Wishing they get to sing along for
The craic or the love
Usually aiming at the wounds and
The cracks in their hearts
Still I couldn't save the world
Ain't that already done?
I touched down with a clear goal
But I couldn't shop my dreams in a photo
07 14 that's my timeframe
Seven years under your watch
Then my time came
Like a clock on my wrist ticking bigger times
Visions of life with my story
In these punch lines with rhythm
So let us sing my blues
In jagged edged rhymes
While I'm lyrically positive like
A plus sign chill out chill out
You all need chill out life ain't all about
Champagnes and chinchillas
Girls in the ghettos with
Dreams of Cinderella
Hooked on a leash of the
Master of dope dealers chill out chill out
Y'all need to chill out
Life ain't all about gold
Chains and gold-diggers
Over in Liberia they’re still fighting
Ebola why you crying for?
You need a new phone?
Met a father in the streets
Who needs a new home
While his wife eulogised him as her last hope
These flashbacks to reality
Keeping me grounded, For real
Dissuading my passion to fly
When the sky's open
I count my blessings in numeric
We don't learn in school
Many reasons to stay cool
I used to want to carry the hood
On my back like the local monks
Till I figure out my uncle was a little drunk
When he told me I’d be
Everything he dreamed of
Took me to a bar no ID but I got the picture
Of the future he saw of me being a womaniser
A bartender lady kissed him showing
He could have her
Latest edition of his catalogue
Of dark adventures
Misogynistically boasting he'd leave her
On a stretcher
Sat me down with a bottle of red
11: 59 24th of that December
We made a toast in remembrance of
The birth of our Lord
That's the version I recounted to
My mother I love in the decade that preceded
All the tube galore nothing new though
Just icing on a cake I adored
Sunday service we worshipping, I got flashes
Infatuated by a scene out of Angela's ashes
Any sign of angels wasn't me
Coz that was Shaggy
Trapped under pressure of making
The ladies love me came out of that sentence
Strengthened my defences
Prayed for my repentance on-board
That flight to Dublin
Limerick city presented me with my own dream
I'm already better than what detractors
Thought I would be