Cosmic Slop from Big Twenty by Other Half

Steph sits with his hands in his pants and recounts
Every time the good outweighs the harm
I don’t bite because A) he’s my dealer, and B) I know that he’s right

‘Cause society doesn’t care for the common man
So what’s left for him to do?
Stiff lip, big sniff
Yeah, monetise the misery
‘Cause empathy’s the enemy
Of a sustainable success

Something’s up in the cosmic slop
I think it’s time we made that clear

The nights get bigger every time we attempt one
So does the space they leave behind
Born snapped, and perfectly fine with that
James settles in for more of the same

It’s ridiculous shit like this
That gave us a bad name in the first place
We used to be an infallible institution
Now it’s just an off brand imitation

• Punk
• noise rock
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• punk
• punk rock
• Norwich