Carousel by Kyprios Lyrics
1977 I arrived a heavenly present
The old man didn't want me
Five boys before me five mouths to feed
No sleep stressed out
I guess the old boy changed
Instead of giving me up
He done gave me his name
David J little Day
They use to call me Baby Day
But my brother couldn't say it
So they called me Bayday
Hand me downs and beat downs, what...
Lippy little mother fucker gettin' tossed around
Lost and found childhood
I'm only learnin' now
Life is like a carousel the way it turn around
Chorus
Seems like a tale that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yesterday has past me
I must let it go
Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios
Yo, You remember when we use to play
Hide and go seek,ya, and nicky nicky nine doors, hell ya
We'd just like bang on the door and run the fuck out
Livin' weeks for the weekend
Sneakin' out to meet friends
Snowy day was holiday
Fought with my pops so I had to run away
A natural, sabadical, man I mean an actual
Dramatic adic escape, now ain't that radical
Cuz thats the way we use to talk
Had a skate board so I never had to walk
Tony Hawk with the grip tape
And if that break, what a day, such a great mistake to have made
Cus pops was the guy who had paid, sorry pop
Chorus
Seems like a tale that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yesterday has past me
I must let it go
Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios
Life is short with the complex
No map and no compass
Lifes a bitch givin' bad sex
She'll fuck you if she can and I'm only being honest
See I've seen a turn around
Of the carousel
Had the bridge and burned it down
Life is not a fairy tale
How very well I know
How rich can turn to poor
I use to have money
I don't have it any more
Just an optimistic pesimist
Glass half empty but its full of bliss
Use to be half full of piss and pestulence
Now i learned that ever of a ways a search for happiness
Chorus
Seems like a tail that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yes the day has past me I must let it go
And be the lonely poet they call Kyprios
The old man didn't want me
Five boys before me five mouths to feed
No sleep stressed out
I guess the old boy changed
Instead of giving me up
He done gave me his name
David J little Day
They use to call me Baby Day
But my brother couldn't say it
So they called me Bayday
Hand me downs and beat downs, what...
Lippy little mother fucker gettin' tossed around
Lost and found childhood
I'm only learnin' now
Life is like a carousel the way it turn around
Chorus
Seems like a tale that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yesterday has past me
I must let it go
Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios
Yo, You remember when we use to play
Hide and go seek,ya, and nicky nicky nine doors, hell ya
We'd just like bang on the door and run the fuck out
Livin' weeks for the weekend
Sneakin' out to meet friends
Snowy day was holiday
Fought with my pops so I had to run away
A natural, sabadical, man I mean an actual
Dramatic adic escape, now ain't that radical
Cuz thats the way we use to talk
Had a skate board so I never had to walk
Tony Hawk with the grip tape
And if that break, what a day, such a great mistake to have made
Cus pops was the guy who had paid, sorry pop
Chorus
Seems like a tale that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yesterday has past me
I must let it go
Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios
Life is short with the complex
No map and no compass
Lifes a bitch givin' bad sex
She'll fuck you if she can and I'm only being honest
See I've seen a turn around
Of the carousel
Had the bridge and burned it down
Life is not a fairy tale
How very well I know
How rich can turn to poor
I use to have money
I don't have it any more
Just an optimistic pesimist
Glass half empty but its full of bliss
Use to be half full of piss and pestulence
Now i learned that ever of a ways a search for happiness
Chorus
Seems like a tail that I long to tell
Jutebox quarter from the wishing well
These are the days that i know so well
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Life keep turnin' like a carousel
Yes the day has past me I must let it go
And be the lonely poet they call Kyprios