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Keyrats
Muck and Brass
Don't Panic
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Oh why do I stutter when I speak?
Why does it always have to be you?

What the fuck is goin’ on with me?
It’s a lie mixed with a wink
And I can’t even think anymore 

I can’t think until the day before
That’s why I’m goin’ mad
Yeah I’m goin’ mad

My girl said she’s not a whore
Just a real good friend 

Damn papa was an honest working man
Look straight at his eyes when you shake his hand
All the while you never understand
Yeah you never understand 

That where there’s muck there’s brass
Sometimes you’ve got to listen to the past
Just to show you that this flame is not a dud

And if you’re moving too fast
But only when life kicks you in the ass
Do you find out that this pain is not a drug

Gold shines brighter
Swimming in the mud 

Oh I can’t sleep until the day before
That’s why I felt so bad
Now I’m feelin’ bad

Oh all my friends are getting old
It’s the end of the show

That’s why we’ll be killing cocktails in the end
Building castles with our tired hands
At the house down by the sand 

Yeah where there’s muck there’s brass
Sometimes you’ve got to listen to the past
Just to find out that this flame is not a dud

And if you’re moving too fast
But only when life kicks you in the ass
Do you find out that this pain is not a drug

Pain is not a drug
Pain is not a drug
Yeah

Gold shines brighter
When it’s swimming in the mud 

Yeah where there’s muck there’s brass
Sometimes you’ve got to listen to the past
Just to find out that this flame is not a dud

Well if you’re moving too fast
And only when life kicks you in the ass
Do you find out that this pain is not a drug

Pain is not a drug
Pain is not a drug
Oh