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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dolenz
Dolenz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Andrews
Neil Andrews
Songwriter
William Shields
William Shields
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Andrews
Neil Andrews
Producer

Lyrics

In all of time on all the planets of all the galaxies in space
What civilisations have risen
Looked into the night
Seen what we see
Asked the questions that we asked
Recruiting soldiers for the war
Should be rolling for the cause
Instead were just rolling up the raws
Sitting staring at the screen
Should be preparing with your team
The revolutions nearer than it seems
 
Its a no fly zone in my hemisphere
Voices in my head keep telling me the end is near
Staring at this black mirror .. while I’m house bound
Mac Miller, Watching movies with the sound down
I mean off, I mean, how about surround sound
Trying to escape, but I wasn’t out of town bound
Damn, lick a bottle in a brown bag
The grade turned me upside down Im in the outback
Soundtrack to the struggle Im low key bro
Blacked out like Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones
All I see is wanna be clones
The game ain’t the same somebody got the cheat codes
But It wasn’t me though
Sipping on a cold lemon San Pelligrino
Spliff of the lemon dank smelly pheno
Breaking rappers down to a geno
 
Recruiting soldiers for the war
Should be rolling for the cause
Instead were just rolling up the raws
Sitting staring at the screen
Should be preparing with your team
The revolutions nearer than it seems
 
 
My mentals in a perpetual state of chaos
Still I hit the target from way off
Told em watch this space wait the weights off
This way of life I can’t l lift the weight off
I should take a day off
At the very least switch to decaf, first I wanna know
Who’s been dipping in my weed stash
We’ve been up late bagging up to ceefax
Levels to this shit like blueprints to my dream gaff
The writings on the wall and all you sees graff
And this is all the seeds have
Everybody seems baffed
They ain't got the Roddy Piper shades
Get hit from outta nowhere
Sniper rifle range
You don’t strike me as the type to make the grade Cuzz
Ive got the highest grade all my papers get the A plus
In other words were lighting paper planes up
Flight 420 is now ready for take off
 
Recruiting soldiers for the war
Should be rolling for the cause
Instead were just rolling up the raws
Sitting staring at the screen
Should be preparing with your team
The revolutions nearer than it seems
Written by: Neil Andrews, William Shields
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