Words and music by Justin Lavash
Mixed and mastered by Derek Saxenmeyer
lyrics
Cat my dog who’s got a foot inside the door
Setting himself up as a defender of the poor
Taking all the credit for the Second World War
Looking for a little bit of vigilante law
a Vox populii or just a media whore
Or just a criminal?
Or just an animal?
Here comes Billy and he’s talking real tough
He’s gonna hit ‘em hard, ain’t no-one calling his bluff
He’s here to tell us all about enough is too much
He’s every disenchanted fucker’s favourite bit of rough
Is he a vegetable or a mineral?
Oh no, he’s an animal
Desperate time require desperate measures
Line up the liberals to be tarred and feathered
Birds of prey, we gotta prey together
Batten down the hatches ‘coz we’re in for hard weather
With the memory of an elephant, he don’t forget
And he’s been educating himself on the internet
He’s gonna sweep it up
Yes, meet the “New Broom”
The last white elephant standing in the room
And if you don’t like it, well I hope you like the food
I hope ya, I hope ya, I hope ya like the food
In hospital
Coz that’s where you’re going, pal
It’s dog-eat-dog, so save your crocodile tears
He’s really quite the gent when the red mist clears
And all those intellectuals just think it’s white noise
But what do they know about boys will be boys, will be boys, will be boys will be boys?
It’s genital
Now, some might say we descend from chimpanzees
But Billy’s a gorilla who’d put Darwin on his knees
And he gets a little loose but what ya gonna do?
We’re all exhibits in the human zoo
And they say that the animals went in two by two
But on Billy’s little boat, you know, there ain’t a lot of room.
No it’s minimal, almost biblical
Desperate time require desperate measures
Line up your liberals to be tarred and feathered
Birds of prey, we gotta pray together
Batten down the hatches ‘coz we’re in for hard weather
He’s gonna clean it up, oh man, you bet
He’s a diss-content provider on the internet
Hey now Honey, do you think that’s cool?
Hey now Hippy, do you think I’m being cruel
Well if you don’t like it, I hope you like the food
I hope ya, I hope ya, I hope ya like the food
In hospital
Coz that’s where you’re going, pal
Man, the way she’s looking got me down on all fours
I’m panting like a dog
I think I might be sprouting horns
They say that possession is nine-tenths of the law
Who cares what the other one tenth is for?
And everyone will tell ya that we’re being pushed to the brink
But ain’t no one who’ll fess up that their shit might stink
You can dress yourself in armour, but there’ll always be a chink
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink
It's tyrannical, bombastical and cyclical yet cynical,
lamentable, regrettable, unfathomable, but very fashionable
and man, yeah, we're all animals
credits
released February 26, 2021
Justin Lavash - guitars/vocals
Robert Vašíček - keys
Roman Lomtadze - drums
Markéta Zdeňková - backing vocals
Justin Lavash (born London 1968) has been based in Prague for 18 years and during that time has established himself as a
must-see act on the Czech music scene and abroad. His music crosses borders - somewhere between blues, folk and jazz. His phenomenal guitar playing has left many audiences wondering how so much polyphony can be made by one man on one instrument....more
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