Thunderclouds lyrics
by Miles Kane
[Verse 1: Alex Osiris]
Life’s got me like someone’s p*ssed in my cornflakes
This ball ache that I carry with me last all day
Got blue balls from this white girl with poor taste
With green eyes called jade tryna’ be called bae
It’s f*ckin long
Red mist I see
Red mist I see
I need a siesta please
Lay next to me
She say she can’t she tell me no
I say she go and hope she don’t remember me
Remember shut the door on the way out
And shut ya mouth while you’re at it
Now f*ckin breeze
Wine tasting time waster playing a f*ckin' tease
I didn’t even get dome
And I think she’s stolen my weed
She got sticky fingers
And really I figured that’d be me
So I chase out the door
But she gone and so are my keys
What a day!
[Chorus 1: Miles Kane]
Rumbling out
Tumbling down
Something moving overhead
Like thun (x4) Like thunderclouds
Got jump today
Bumped today
Dumped today
What’s today?
[Verse 2: Wallace Rice]
Papa’s anniversary I thought It was a month away
Not my day, not my day
Summer day but it rains
Before I had a date with my baby
I tried my luck on f*cking slot machines
Put my money and my keys on unlucky number 8
And quick as 123 lost my monthly f*cking wage
What a f*cking day
Brother not today
Puddles filled with rain
Young mothers filled with shame
Such a shame
She was meant a lawyer in her dreams
Beauty queen Slept with 27 man at 17
There’s she lays with no allies on estate in a state
With two babies just wrapped up in a blanket like a rabbi
But honey won’t be judge on what a n*gga and friend say
Let’s kick their bad energy like sensei
I was speeding through the traffic with my sh*t playing out the stereo Bumping today was a good day
When my dog from around the way sent a text saying
The other day your n*gga crack in the whip kunta kinte
Lord have mercy Protect his soul until the end day
Just a inmate visualise get out and get paid
We want it in doubles no humps like Wednesday
Money coming undelay undelay like a esse comprende
[Chorus 2: Miles Kane]
Rumbling out
Tumbling down
Something moving overhead
Like thun (x4) Like thunderclouds
[Verse 3: Dream Mclean]
Ohhh sh*t here we go again
Lost my wallet again again again
Groundhog Day again
Will I bounce back guess it depends
Lord won't you buy me a benz
Black leather seats and a v8 engine
You can just put it on expenses init
Long way from coming to my senses init
Ohhh sh*t here we go again
Stuck on spin cycle never ends
Claiming youre the best
Cause they said u was then
But could you do it in stoke on a wet wednes-
Day in the life my brother
Cut off the wife and the wifis cut off
On a knife edge I might just slip up
Phone ring pick up
Snakes slither
f*cking deliveries man they don't deliver
Ordered food and it comes cold I shiver
On my way to leave I trip up
Tryna save p p p p pick up
Pack of that pack
And back the liqueur
Obviously f*ck man
What else you gonna do when the heating don't work in winter United can't win a match
I can't get a match on tinder