Spirit Boy - Gang Of Youths

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[Intro]
    


[Verse 1]
         
God died today
              
He left me in 

    
the cold
              
He stumbled do

     
wn a path
              
He died upon h

   
is knees on
              
The way to the

 
 commode


[Verse 2]
         
God died today
              
He skid in pou

     
ring rain
              
With his feet 

          
up on the dash
              
Right off the 

         
Chelsea Bridge

, Lord
              
Was hardly see

    
n again


[Chorus]
          
The gigs were 

        
overlong
            
And most of th

          
em mundane
           
And the weathe

             
r climbed to t

              
wenty-somethin

       
g centigrade
          
And I, I've ne

             
ver been in Lo

          
ndon this time

 of year
          
It's nice, but

             
 I couldn't wa

              
it to slowly d


isappear


[Verse 3]
       
He died today
              
And hе did it 

        
with a smile
              
Threw his body

        
 in the bag
             
Thrеw on the I


TV, Lord
              
And laughed a 

       
little while


[Verse 4]
             
In a kind of w

/
ay
              
It makes me fe

      
el at home
              
Superfluous as

 
 shit
              
Digestible and

 
 free, Lord
              
Within reach a

      
nd my control

Throw the kettle on


[Chorus]
          
The gigs were 

         
overlong
            
And none of us

          
 got paid
           
And the weathe

             
r climbed to t

              
hirty-somethin

       
g centigrade
          
And Christ, yo

             
u ever been in

          
 London this t

ime of year?
          
It's nice, thi

             
nk I remembere

              
d why I liked 


it here


[Interlude]

Tuia i runga

Tuia i raro

Ka tangi te titi
            
Ka tangi te ka


ka

Ka tangi hoki aha
              
Ko te timatang

        
a te kupu

Ko te atua te kupu
              
Ko te atua ano

      
 atua kupu i t

e timatanga

E pa e manaakitia matau
              
E nga hou e wh

              
a moana nu a k

 
iwa

He aha te mea nui o te ao
   
He tangata

He tangata

He tangata


[Chorus]

You raised me 

up now
              
And pulled me 

           
out of my mind
              
And filled me 

          
with significa

nce I cannot d

escribe

The tunes were

 overdone
              
The well was a

        
ll but dry
              
And I still be

          
lieve magnific

ent isn't hard

 to find

And I'm conval

escing slowly,

 day by day
           
It's nice, I'm

          
 still in Lond

on, living, by

 the way

And I wanna li

ve it like it'

s worth someth

ing in time
              
I gotta give i

           
t time, give i

   
t time, give i

t time


[Refrain]
   [x2]
   [x2]


[Outro]

How normal all

 the tragic fe

els
           
How tragic all

      
 the normal is

Thereafter, th

e laughter
       
The real enrap

tured

But anyway, I 

plan to stay
           
Attend the wee

    
kly football g

ame
             
Thereafter, th

   
ereafter

Tagaloa cried 

and said, "Tho

ugh part of yo

u is dead
              
Don't waste a 

           
minute of this

   
 thing you hav

e left"

And he picked 

me up just lik

e a father
              
And carried me

           
 south-east, w

         
here the city 

was calling

   [x4]