adam the rapper – remember the days lyrics
[intro]
do you remember the days?
(yo, if i think really really hard
i can remember yesterday
and sometimes even before that)
[verse 1]
i’m a westcountry old-timer
first thing springs to mind when i think back: cider
nights on a fiver, so cheaper the better
and the stronger the better, and the better came whiter
[?] brand, kingfisher if we’re chilling
but most nights we wanted percentages to be higher
i never had the pallet for white ace
but one litre in you’d never tell it from my face
night came found trouble comes everywhere
little scr-ps spark off the length off my hair
chill in doorways and under trees
link walkman to speakers and listen to some metal there
got tired of the white stuff, moved to vermouth and sprite, like
“this is really nice stuff”
the effects the same, get us wrecked the same
don’t forget you’ve gotta buy them little white cups
too young for pubs, in the car park
round the back of the swimming pool chilling in the dark, laughing
smashing up abandoned cars in industrial parks
cherry-knocking then scarpering
[hook 1]
i backdrift through the twelve years, settled in alcohol mist
to the days when it was all raving and blazing and skating and getting wasted
remember the days when…
[verse 2]
i never got hurt skating
black-stained fingernails picking grit out of grazes
t shirts at the side ripped
ripped jeans at the sides
ripped denim frayed at the top of thigh on my pushing foot
throw myself down steps, never p-ssyfoot
before i ever gave a f about it looking good
take a fresh deck – s-xy and crisp
to grip tape peeling, de-laminated woolen wood
i’d still pop pop shove-its on it
though the top pop’s rotten off it
no pop on it
hold it up and it drops, flop it
both ends, pray for face when you hop off it
no pads or a hard hat ever
a cardboard box and some tarmac’s better
crates stack, make ramps, take slams, take slams
take slams, flip like a [?]
shred legs til they’re wrecked, lame
schoolyard spot, hot to trot when the feds came
one guy, was such a m-ssive pr-ck
i still remember that fed’s name
[hook 2]
i backdrift through the twelve years, settled in injury mist
to the days when it was all raving and blazing and skating and getting wasted
remember the days when…
[verse 3]
i would thrash guitar, before i’d ever even rapped a bar
days locked in the garage with a axe and an amp
and a file full of tab and a head full of tony iomi and dimebag
before the band left my larynx scarred
i was bopping black sabbath hard
like “oh no, please god help me”
channelling my anger and energy to mosh pits, riffs, and all things heavy
nights on the farm getting rowdy in cow-sheds
jamming in the barn like loud as h-ll
next day wake pounding heads
still buzzing off the rain and the sound of bells
ground our next head banging
stayed less eloquent, never even check what the sounds or the letters meant
bust up bristol for gigs on a school night
mosh bit, getting bruised up like you’d been fighting
the scene got actually violent once metal started playing on the wireless
it sucked, i was gutted, but it’s something more truthful
then i found task force and roots manuva
[hook]
i backdrift through the twelve years, settled in tinitus mist
to the days when it was all raving and blazing and skating and getting wasted
remember the days when…
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