White Worm from Big Twenty by Other Half

David’s still in it,
Working from beyond the grave man
I’m just filling his shoes until such a time
I can get back on my feet

I can feel it coming
I can feel it in my bones

David’s away on business, but I can still sort you something
Just a smidgen more, but still ticks all of the boxes

First it feels like a dud, then it digs in its nails
I think you can tell by the sales, man,
We’re making numbers like you wouldn’t believe
We’re on the upswing

And there’s some rumours,
That I wanna expel
David’s dead and gone
I don’t want you sketching out so close to the end

First it feels like a dud,
Then it digs in its claws
Like i said before man we’re making money like you wouldn’t believe
I think we’re on the upswing

Why’re you waving?
What’s so wrong?
Where’s David?
Where are the drugs gone?

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