"Keep On Walking" lyrics

"Smashed out his face, Lausse excused himself politely
And left the hatters battered round the table having tea
He wobbled and he bopped to flush the poison out his stream
And take the chance to walk and wander round to spy the sights to see
He pished and pashed all pissed and smashed and wobbled round the red
In search of somewhere cool and soft to lie his dizzy head
Without no luck, he stopped and dropped and quickly got to snoozing
And found himself with furless thumbs, a dream where he was human"

I left London cause my brain was a mess
Cause bud came the same age that girls grew their breasts
And Dizz came when guys got an eye for the girls
And the sniff came before love could beat up a chest
Stayed a bit clear but ended up as decent a mess
So I skipped on a coach with some clothes and a test
Stating that I'm switched off enough to be indebted
Of a loan and a grant in the land of the bet
Spent the first year trying hard to patch up a chest
Playing catch-up to chat shit and land in a bed
Till a fear birthed a cat cursed to snatch up a heart
Snatched a handful and hand-stitched a scarf for my neck
How's a hand-knitted scarf s'posed to patch up a garçon
Now I'm tryna warm burning desks to a scarlett
To try keep the pyre going, cologne made of bonfire
'Cause all eyes around me got their glints turning dead

So I'll keep on walking, just go
Ain't no place made for me
I'll stop when I find a home
Till then I'll bop on my feet

Keep on walking, just go
Ain't no place made for me
I'll stop when I find a home
Till then I'll bop on my feet

I took the ferry and I sailed away to France
Thumbed myself to south so Lausse could serenade an aunt
There I met a lady, so I parted with my chest scarf
She left me, so I left France, but didn't lose my spark
Left with two hundred euros cash regardless
A little bag, a laptop and an SM57 mic and pranced
Round the streets of Berlin for a job and an apartment
But ended in a bar again
Lived on tips, kept my tongue tight, my dick tucked and crawled round at dark
Had some fun, a couple fist fights and learned to strum guitar
Spent my whole earned cash on cold gold German versions of a Carling in a bar
And after shifts, I'd prance to court a darling with a dance
Course my heart was caught harking for a damsel overseas
So I quit my job and packed the shit I hardly had said bye to Olly
Quick-quick departed, I flew back and nip-nipped to France
Went to kiss-kiss and dip-dick in darling
It turns out she tik-tocked my heart
So we stayed found a flat, needed quick-quid for yard bills
And beer, food and stick-thin cigars
Cause the tips dipped and I can't pay for shit with guitar licks
My chick served some tins in a bar
I'd sell trap beats, you'll hear a little snippet in a bit
I was charmed, we were sweet sound and loved pricked with pins in our arses
But it's best to leave sweet a party in advance so I'll

Keep on walking, just go
(Don't stay)
Ain't no place made for me
(Run away)
I'll stop when I find a home
(Don't stay)
Till then I'll bop on my feet
(Run away)

Keep on walking, just go
(Don't stay)
Ain't no place made for me
(Run away)
I'll stop when I find a home
(Don't stay)
Till then I'll bop on my feet
(Run away)

"The sleeping cat opened his eyes
And woke to find the moon beaming above
As he looked up, showers of light
Burning with the weight of a million lifetimes
Whizzed over his head
But what he saw were merely dying stars
They shot past him
Scraping through darkness
To join the happy moon
Hoping to shine forever by her glow"

I ain't put no clothes on
Since me and lady met
I've been silent like my phone
Whilst they're asking if I'm dead
We got baccy, chroe and bottles
On the table by our bed
I ain't never got to go
She be loving like a vet

I ain't put no clothes on
Since me and lady met
I've been silent like my phone
Whilst they're asking if I'm dead
We got baccy, chroe and bottles
On the table by our bed
I ain't never got to go
She be loving like a vet

"Hey, little cat"
"Wake up"
"Hey cat, wake up!"
"Lausse, wake the fuck up"
"OI GET THE FUCK UP OI!"