Spit Syndicate - Last Laugh lyrics

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Spit Syndicate - Last Laugh lyrics

[Verse 1: Jimmy Nice] Steam trains roll through Erskineville in summertime I'm maybe three, that'd make it eighty-nine Jacaranda trees seen through a baby's eyes Destined to sprout, branch out and take flight I write it all down 'fore the petals hit the ground Handful of who knew me then still know me now The loudest out the crowd never make a f**in' sound I bet it's 'cause I'm nice with the pen, yo, hold me down Enriched with the wisdom of my late pops A superhero, Nan be the family rock We used to rock tea towels as a cape to the shops Now we fight fear, shoot clips and blow spots Still a hero I am not, nor am I the first to Gain self worth from never having a lot Like a young bright nurse tryna juggle shift work Got food on the table and a baby in the cot [Interlude: Jack Menashe] "They may not have best car, but they have the best clothing. And it was very important for them because when they put that suit or that leather jacket on, or whatever it was, they were king." [Verse 1 Cont.: Jimmy Nice] I get up in this booth, give a couple kids proof No better way to sell it than be telling you the truth Maybe I'm bad at lying or just mad defiant Still a kid climbing up that corrugated iron roof Still trace smoke through the sky, man Now I paint the picture for you from where I stand Understand that I am Unconcerned with flying, I am trying to land Just trying to chill, build a castle in the sand Tide's getting higher; I'm eyeing your sleight of hand Little do they know I've got plans to buy some land And build it on higher ground with this mic in my right hand Over my heart, what's my plight as a man? I look left at the lights; try to do right where I can Words of a wiser man, said I'm still resigned to first 'Cause I base all relations on racing to get to third Word, word on the pillow is I'm a player And believe me when I say it looks much better on paper Maybe I'm a hater, or am I the product Of losing the one you want and seeing all your friends date her My pens greater, sensei zen greater, underrated No one else on my wave, I'm Kelly Slater Later for that fake sh**, game theory, we here to stay sh** Fibonacci numbers in the matrix [Chorus: Jimmy Nice] I'm standing on the back of a giant Looking at all things smaller than I am Who want the last laugh? Who get the last laugh? I look up and I see clouds ahead, dead silence Mother got it down to a science Who want the last laugh? Nobody hear the last laugh? [Verse 2: Nick Lupi] It all starts with one step Find us, we live and direct Misguided, that hot sh**'s right at your front steps Surprise s**ers, I ain't done yet They think the world of me, I think much less We burn the kush high up on the sundeck Eyes redder than a bush fire sunset Or first light after the blood shed As I stare at the sky, wonder what's next Push the price up higher, ain't had enough yet We won't be satisfied till there's none left The food bowl turned dry, river run red Racking up debts, till we up to our necks See Mama Nature gon' f** us all, she getting undressed A lifelong big dry, that's her rough s** And the change of the tides is her unrest Yet we idle, deny she is upset We put it down to the price of success Cost of doing business, rising unchecked As we climb past the records that we once set Unbridled excess, f** yes But you gon' see the rise of the undead Or maybe pigs fly like a f**in' jet Before I buy into what the government says When tellin' us our way of life is under threat You gotta read between the lines and the subtext Self-interest lining the war chest What's life but sudden d**h? It all ends how it began, with one breath [?] Double S [Chorus: Jimmy Nice] I'm standing on the back of a giant Looking at all things smaller than I am Who want the last laugh? Who get the last laugh? I look up and I see clouds ahead, dead silence Mother got it down to a science Who want the last laugh? Nobody hear the last laugh?