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We are nothing but the Rudest!
Haha!

It doesn’t matter!

I miss him
I miss him greatly
The kid with the smile that could skate all day see
I really felt he had it all
I really think he had it

What ahhh
What a motherfucker
Smoked too much ganja he must’ve
Little boy playing in the trees
You and me we are not the same

So I’m writing
So I’m writing with the lights on
With the fan
With the fan cooling me down
Can it get
Can it get any hotter?

Jessica doesn’t think so
She makes a cool mojito
And takes it to the lobby
This way she thinks she’s on holiday

Please tell me now if we’re ever going back
That look in her eyes telling pictures of a new life
Okay let’s both go on a trip
Nights ’n’ Daze
I live for this

Hop to the docks
Set sail today
I gotta get to ahead
I gotta pull my weight
Stand up stop Laying around
Get ya head off the ground

I’ve seen him
I’ve seen him lately
The kid with the beer
That he bought on sale see
I really felt he had it all
I really think he had it

What a
What a motherfucker
Smoked too much
Ganja he must’ve
Little boy playing in the streets
You and me we are not the same

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from Conversations With Creation, released December 21, 2015

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Night Gaunts hail from Auckland, New Zealand and bring you a brand of high energy, sing-a-long ska, reggae, punky, hip-hop that will imbed itself into your brain from the moment it hits your ears.

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