So check the life of living rap and wiring tunes
Cause there's no other type of life that I would like to do
And people criticise and tell me what they're thinking of it

An immature day dreamer with a drinking problem
So while others try to get careers to be a man
I'm forever young and never age like I'm peter Pan

For me the plan is working hard to feed a greedy fan
And keep them amped up with every beat I speak on man
I play the best type of beats in my stereo

And try to keep my happiness high and stress levels low
I hit the road like it's part of life's episode
And every where I go is sort of like a second home

I'm soaking in a sun set and a summer breeze
And feeling utterly inundated and under siege
From the north to southernly scopes suddenly

We're banging these beats boy from Byron Bay to Bunbury

CHORUS

Take flight I see you when I get back I see you when I get back
Take flight I see you when I get back I see you when I get back


I'm a tradie through the day and a muso in the night
Then I'm going through some new tracks and dutifully I write
When the weekend comes I'm cruising on a flight

To my next destination to get you moving on the mic
from a mountainous ridge to the valley of bris
I scour the rim of this land for the crowds at my gigs

wether its out in the sticks or surrounded by bricks
I got them all pounding their fist like they're alex the kid
And I savour all the faces that I've ever seen

And next year there's plenty more places that I've never been
From a soil that is ancient with deadly beings
Spanding the vast desolation to evergreens

My destiny got me adrenaline packed
My pen and my pad to every where I've been on the map
I spiritually levitate every second I rap

In these fleeting moments in history I'll never get back

CHORUS


From skate boarding to wake boarding on clean waters
My temperement is envious of extreme sportsmen

Surrounded by recreational resources
and all I do is sit on my arse like steve hawkins
And I head to the snow and get on the slopes

Of victorian mountainsides trough perilous roads
And I'm down to endevour to get out in the weather
In my winter get up and ready to shred the powder in perisher

So from the heat to the freazing cold climate
We're dealing with the needs of our greedy cold miners
Plus we've got the symbol of simplified cretans

Who gave our stars in the sky a stigmatised meaning
So from the opulance of golden treasures
My gratitude conflicts with unwholesome ethics

Cuz my memories are gems that I hold and cherish

CHORUS


"THE COLD LIGHT OF DAY" ALBUM LAUNCH TOUR DATES:
Friday 2nd August - Cambridge Hotel, Newcastle

Saturday 3rd August - The Standard, Sydney
Friday 9th August - Mojos, Fremantle
Saturday 10th August - Ya Ya's, Perth

Friday 16th August - Revolver, Melbourne
Saturday 17th August - Rocket Bar, Adelaide
Friday 23rd August - Coniston Lane, Brisbane

Saturday 24th August - Sol Bar, Maroochydore
Friday 11th October - Baroque, Katoomba
Saturday 12th October - Transit Bar, Canberra

Friday 18th October - Republic Bar, Hobart