The new album by L.A.B on black standard vinyl. Note that in North and South America this physical product is not released until March 22 and will ship that week.
Includes unlimited streaming of L.A.B VI
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$30USDor more
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
The new L.A.B album in a 4 panel ecowallet package with 12 page booklet, including full album lyrics.
Includes unlimited streaming of L.A.B VI
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$10USDor more
lyrics
I can reveal it, I can show
The days of old, we were young, things were never slow
We partied through the night, drinking beers, smoke weed
It was a life, no regrets, we were living free
Life was a hoot, I could live rent free
End on a knife like it used to be
We took a dive with the ocean demons
We took a ride, life was oh so beaming
Living on the edge like an open book
Ate everything, all the things we took
Oh, to be free, oh no no no
See now moving & a groovin’ is how I live
I’ma taking everything, that’s a way to live
Living in a world of fantasy
I make mistakes that’s the way we grow
Nobody’s perfect, you can’t fool a fool
Stand in the shoes of a man that’s doing
Run to the sun like a runner moves
We got to move with the blows, let’s do it
I’m like a flag on a pole, can’t move it
Oh when I hear all the voices sing
Just like the wings of a bird that brings
All that I do, is do it for you
And now I’m rocking and I’m rolling, and I can’t deny
I was that man, many woman, yes I was that guy
Dancing and a singing ‘til the sun woke up
I could dance, making love, doing all above
Stand in the shoes of a man that’s doing
Run to the sun like a runner’s moving
We got to move with the blows, let’s do it
I’m like a flag on a pole, can’t move
Oh, when I hear all the voices sing
Just like the wings of a bird that brings
It made us re-realise we’re leaving
We never take, we was always giving
Now that I know that I live my life
Giving a shit for the ones who strive
I got a pad, pen, paper, reading
My past life I hit the ceiling
Let me remind you for how I live
Lived a good life that I want to give
Give it to you, oh I know
Drums on the bass, dancing place
Smoking all day ‘til my eyes go red
Give it up, give it up, hell no way
You won’t change the way I play
Everyday’s high when I want to say
Losing my high, losing my way
Can you feel it? No irie
Mr Police, Mr Correct
Brilliant, what an incredible achievement again. Look up prolifically legendary in the dictionary and there you shall see Troy Kingi.
Ka pai tō mahi e hoa 🙂 Struan Mac
