Dan Bull - Top Down lyrics

Dan Bull I'm basking in the sunlight, hi-hat sizzling Snare cracking like it's blasting in a gun fight The pattern of the drum's tight, kick pumping in your stomach Something like the aftermath of a drunk night Daft c*nt, see I like music that has spunk Thrash, pop, rap, punk, drazz-wop, jazz, funk I'm beginning a vinyl collection Thinking of buying all the decks and equipment then hitting the nightlife with a vengeance But I've got a penchant for sitting in silence Headphones hugging my noggin, I'm nodding my head to the said tones I might be flesh and bones, but when I do a verse My vibrations disperse through the universe We can see the frequency, percieve them through the channels I need a deeper feeling please, leave me with the ammo White noise, clean my teeth, weaken the enamel Street life's a squeeze like a needle to a camel Please, I would leave in peace, retreating with the mammals While leaves of trees are green at least, creeping in my camo But a bee could see through these with ease, keys of a piano Basked in light from black to white, from BC to Anno Domini Beit Nun There's no questioning Ben as an artist My musical palette's not like yours So the same brush I'll never be tarred with I'm a s**er for a Hendrix guitar lick But not a purist though, Kendrick Lamar's sick Mate, head to the bar quick And fetch me a large drink I'm ready to get this cigar lit Beer garden, start a party for the neighbours like No sympathy, Marley and the Wailers, and Bacardi with a chaser It's getting late so it's time to slip something a little harder in the shaker Bit of Marvin on the playlist, then The Temptations Followed by Smokey Robinson, we marvel at the greatness I'm Syd Barrett on Interstellar Overdrive I'm John Bonham in a hotel on a motorbike I'm Ray Davies on a sunny afternoon I'm Ian Curtis, I'm John Lennon, Bob Dylan and Keith Moon Music helped me get through all I've been through When just me, you, and the beat loop, how can I feel blue? I've got videos and photographs if you need proof I've lived, though I gave my plot away in the theme tune Beit Nun up in your iPod docking station Feel free to get up and leave if you're not relating But if you are, take a seat, I'm down for the long awaited conversation Two bonding strangers have when they're off their faces