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letra de joe citizen jr - swaz benjamin

[intro voiceover]

you got mates, they’re your mates
that’s all you got
that’s the way it is…

[verse 1]

let’s call him joe
this kid’s home was a remote island town
you might find him
beach combing white blinding sand
climbing round the mighty high pine trees
on the weekend he’d meet friends
at the jetty
with wettys & flippers in their feet
“hey, ready get setty”
bomb drop into the sea with all they need
the slings & spears
they’d sing & cheer
when the catch was near
but for his friends & peers
the lengthy period of repet-tion
was seriously wearying & wearing thin
& sheer boredom for them
after more than 10 years

it was then clear
they used the school’s new cool fender gear
for the metal band
foot pedal slammed
in the -ssembly year
1992
joe’s folks too broke to kindly buy him new clothes
let alone a dear microphone
he wrote songs on his own his lonesome
while his friends smoked the bongs
hydroponic grown
the potion
going through the motions with no scopes
outlooks cloaked
about to choke
meanwhile though joe remained the foolhardy bloke
stayed cool in the school yard with jokes &…

[1st hook – lucas miller]

where will this road take you
down…
hoo-hoo-hoooooooo…

[verse 2]

he never did wish to pinch sh-t
or be punchin’ at luncheons with the big kids
although he rode & kicked with
the mischievous misfits
who owned the show – the kingpins
yeah
smokin’ & drinkin’
falls victim to reckless compulsive instincts
a rural teen with dreams that seem all too distant
& summing up
he’s simply taking the wrong risks
to bring them into existence
‘cause it’s cunning stunts in the summer months
lighting brush fires
kicking c0ke cans on the road & popping tyres
all for adrenaline rush spikes
they’re breaking into houses
knockin’ off the people’s most prized

misguided youth coming up
sometimes only just loving life
frequently low & lonely
an upset nervous wreck
can describe his bi-polar type of mind
nought foresight for what sorta might happen in his future
borderline thoughts of self-abuse
father’s gun could be a shooter
this captures the mind
of what he finds himself to be
a tragic loser

[2nd hook – lucas miller]

where will this road take you
down…
‘cause there’s only one that can choose
now…
you-hoo-hoooo…

[verse 3]

after trouble with the pigs & a family that crumbled to bits
he struggles with the everyday things
as time changes his age & an unkind social plague gets set in place
a once knockabout young guy
a junior apostle of larrikin life
believes he will be beaten down into a caged parrot
if he gives in
swallows his pride
& succ-mbs to the prison of conformist living
pangs pinch him
is he a juvenile or a young man flinching
hope, love & real friendship are a missing lynchpin
life’s never gently simmering –
only boiling or ice cold
nearly giving up with toiling when life’s too much like parole
‘be on your best behaviour’
as a whole glorious nature surrounds
but has he become out of touch to it’s remedy
his soul cuffed
remote controlled by an unknown enemy
still the land feeds an energy
flames are set free through the trees
feathers & seeds drop on charred landscapes
sea caves are carved by waves

he says to the breeze:
“men are brilliant beasts, we can’t be tamed ent-ties”
“yo, aren’t you sick of this? yeah, come & get a bit of this, just a little hit, it’ll take you to where your spirit lives, everything so smooth & clear as sh-t”
– he’s got -ssociates that cook meth
so exhales the goodness & inhales the bullsh-t
now he’s full with chest pains & fever
breathing not easy
comatose
as the sirens sound
he’s caught in a circle, a cycle
vicious
deep-seated wishes for him to make it to the other side
but can he live out the rest of his life
or will he die?..
…
that’s for you to decide

[outro – lucas miller]

where will this road take you?
tell me, where will this road take you?
there’s only one that can choose
there’s only one that can choose mmm hmm
mmm mmm mmm hmmm
hmmm hmm

[outro conversation]

just nice people alex, nice friendship, & you’ve got nice friends too haven’t you?

yeah i do, yeah

yeah, well that’s good

- swaz benjamin

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