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thomas rusiak – wrenches lyrics

hard hat on
wrenches in my pocket
it’s a calm-like storm
we’re shooting like rockets
he go turntablist
he go photographer
he go rap star
sawdust carpenter
they go chasing the cars around the city blocks
torn-up zipper bags spread around the whiskey shots
speed lover steaming hot
home grower breeding pot
stone thrower creaming rock
and i remember when we used to get high on a sunday
everything was satin in a purple sky
body cranked up, flipping, all fun and play (hey-ey-ey-eey)
so let me just ride it for one more day
everything’ll be satin in a purple sky (hey-ey-ey-eey)
(so let me get high on a sunday)
dim-light beacon
leading me off
mdma’s in season
making me soft
i split a funny stamp with my friend
strung and amped, hit again
they go rap star
hyped-up citizen
we go chasing kicks
up and down the mean streets
torn up, dirty rags
covering my clean sheets
c-ke lover burning up
straight bourbon fills my cup
flows on the kicks and rims
seroton’ kickin’ in
if life was a race they would end up second
cause we would always be there to leave ’em behind
i know that we can’t go on like this for a lifetime (we can’t go on and on and on…)
and we can’t go on, no
cause i remember when we used to get high on a sunday
everything was satin in a purple sky
body cranked up, flipping, all fun and play (hey-ey-ey-eey)
so let me just ride it for one more day
everything’ll be satin in a purple sky (hey-ey-ey-eey)
(do you remember…?)
do you remember when we used to get high on a sunday?
everything was satin in a purple sky
body cranked up, flipping, all fun and play (hey-ey-ey-eey)
so let me just ride it for one more day
everything’ll be satin in a purple sky (hey-ey-ey-eey)
(do you remember…?)
(hey-ey-ey-eey)
writer(s): carl-johan anders bohlin, thomas erik rusiak, fredrik okazaki, fredrik per okazaki bergstroem

- thomas rusiak lyrics

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