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  1. A Part of Me (Warning: Explicit)

From the album Crookhaven

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A Part of Me (Warning: Explicit)

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Lyrics

Night sky
tell mamma bye
I’m going out to play
couple houses down
it’s all our playground
these backyards and driveways
back when laughter
was so easy
it would freeze me
it’s what freed me
every time

yeah hop on them pegs
the mongoose bobsled
and don’t forget the ball
yeah we’d be outside
until the sun would slide
shooting ’til them big lights came on
back when each day
stood alone
no future known
shit to bemoan
we were not yet grown
enough know
there was

no way to make our way
back to those simple summer days
and looking back it probably
wasn’t great
its nostalgic escape
so I’ll make my way each day
shake off this wistful haze
cause there are blissful days
to come, but when I’m numb
nostalgia here I come

well school’s out
and I’m heading out
no drivel for a while
yeah if only church
had a summer break
I’da been sprinting down the aisle
see when summer swung around
up would sprout
straight from the ground
all these
reasons to relax and smile

yeah, least when I look back
it seems like I’ve been took back
to a time when all was ripe with
promise and pride
where hope, joy, and freedom, fun,
and not to mention water guns
were alive
but there’s

no way to make our way
back to those simple summer days
and looking back it probably
wasn’t great
it’s nostalgic escape
so I’ll make my way each day
shake off this crutch of wistful haze
cuz blissful days
abound, but when I doubt
I’ll sing out loud

from corner stores to porches
on rainy days or scorchers
bike riding through the streets
or chasing girls, like ooh you gorgeous
getting in trouble for the fun of it
breaking rules, or just plain breaking shit
no principles, we weren’t takin shit
authority, ain’t having none of it
religion was the obscenity
vulgarity a necessity
shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits
transgression was identity
contented and free
with peach fuzz goatees
pass that nasty fifth of vodka to me
to wash the smoke as I toke ’n choke on this weed
yeah, we were as dumb as can be
we experimented to get demented
we were men then
or just pretending to be
all we intended to be
tempted to see what we wanted to see
now ain’t it funny how it works out
how we wanna grow up ’til we do
so before we grow up we look forward
and now that we’re grown we look back like, damn
what a beautiful view
cause in lieu of the present we present
ourselves with a present
a carefree and cool adolescent
christmas tree loaded with presents
everything, anything free of the menace
of growing old, never knowing cold,
summer’s fixed when this story’s told
and summer friends never have to go
but summer ends, and we all know there’s

no way to make our way
back to those simple summer days
and looking back it probably wasn’t that great
it’s nostalgic escape
but I’ll make my way each day
shake off this wistful haze
cause there are blissful days to come
but when I’m numb
nostalgia here I come