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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Caspar Grant
Caspar Grant
Performer
Kashmere
Kashmere
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caspar Grant
Caspar Grant
Songwriter

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Chinese whispers and bitter pills passed between 
City folk kept on their feet like a skipping rope 
Hi jinx with capital aiches 
telekinesis to bolt doors of animal cages
Forgive me father for I have sinned raught iron
Grin rusting in the down pour why try and swim 
I would walk five hundred miles and walk five hundred more to be the 
Guy that wrote a song about his tired limbs cue the 
Violins spin bottles limited options 
No hand break when sitting on log flumes 
Escalate shit quick drizzle to monsoon 
Kelly Anne Conway winning the oscar 
Dodgy stop and searches and the profit motives common
relative is dylan roof in burger king Privilige at
Heathrow terminal three in a lead robe 
Fucking
with security observing the dress code they
Never forget a face fusiform gyrus
Close to the bone like a unicorns eyelids 
Caterers bake clams for lunch at Mar a La
Go while barometers loom towards crisis
Bird of paradise in love with a drugged ape 
Stomach of concrete and utterly unfazed now 
Cry me a river and rupture the flood gates drop 
Lunch tray, sickened by such waste trip over 
Words crush priceless Ming vase and still ask for a 
Cup cake bruv for fucks sake what a dunce hey 
. How'd you fit such a grizzly big bear in a 
Nutshell bust awaiting an up grade now
Kiss me so hard that I love how the blood tastes and 
Let's get it on on the spot till rug chafes shake it 
Up till the timbers above us are unsafe and 
Fracture requiring duct tape paradiddle
On the old goat skin chewing charcoal In the
 throne room dozing bloated with melatonin 
Ever more larger than life as the four walls close 
In claustrophobic sweating a whole ocean 
Deep sucking milk of human kindness like a
leach to find out it’s diluted with two parts
bleach reason why he shines bright while he’s flashing his teeth so bright he can’t sleep
Philanthropist sacked his career went mad without 
Power rained pennies from heaven on deaf ears heart
Made of gold rammed full of bacon rolls breast plates 
fold beneath the weight of the taste of salt that young 
punk that minds all the bollocks so cold and 
Distant ice in a comet in a tree house 
Conducting a seance and quizzing Nitesche about the after 
Life disturbed by a German tourist on hike through  the 
Forest high like i tried to bight the live wire in a
socket forced to return to earth like a rocket
. awake in bed next to wife asked where have you
been devoid of any excuse forced to try being
honest in the background blares an advert for
independence day 3 starring an adult biff
tannonn written and directed by steve bannon
all proceeds go to the Klansmen ask your state grand
dragon what can one man do eating bamboo
shoots with quinoa and salmon I tried to find the
rebel alliance HQ but ended up at a basement
rave in camden goddam son flash forward
monday morning at a primary in balham a
somali girl asks what the common wealth is there’s a
hush in the classroom and momentarily I shine a
light though it’s no magic lantern
That’s the damages
so what’s the narrative
stone cold and amorous
what sort of plan is this
give enough stick and they
wont know what carrot is
told that’s the average
woah
Written by: Caspar Grant
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