Double Bombay from Dybbuk by Buffo's Wake

Double Bombay

Drag yourself through the week with dirty feet carving up the concrete
The Streets you used to waltz through in your 20s
Perfume in the air, stale bacardi soaked through your hair
You’d wear it like a badge back in your 20s

We are what we drink with our bony little fingers searching down our throats
And our head down the porcelain sink
You’ll do it all again when you crawl to the next weekend
Time moved different then in your 20s

Despite all the questioning, the answer is always gin
Where would you even begin back in your 20s
A round of double bombay Keeps the existential crisis at bay
You know it was all for play back in your 20s

The market is selling sour meat
But the sweetest songs still live in the gaps of the sharpest and the rotten teeth
Maybe a little bleach will help and if it burns, you’ve learnt to never yelp
You were a lot kinder to your scalp back in your 20s

The crystal ball sees nothing but fools and clowns
You put the past up on a pedestal when the present goes and lets you down

• Progressive World Folk
• Punk
• dark cabaret
• folk punk
• gypsy
• gypsy metal
• gypsy punk
• gypsy swing
• klezmer
• klezmer punk
• ska punk
• world folk
• Brighton