The GRAM

Loftheads' Melodic Tale: Unveiling the Eccentric Charm of The GRAM
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Lyrics

Down the cobbled street, there's a path

Describing a path on a cobbled street where people rarely meet.

Where no one tends to meet

Emphasizing the isolation of the path.

It's got keys and trees and all kinds of e's

List of items on the path, possibly suggesting a peculiar or diverse environment.

And the smell wafts through from the toilet seat

Describing an unpleasant smell coming from a toilet seat.

I walked inside to hear that sound

Entering a place and hearing a distinct sound.

The smoke machine hits the failing ground

Describing the impact of a smoke machine.

I went up to the ceiling to rise above

Moving upward, seeking relief from the environment.

I felt the need for air to shake off the sawdust

Feeling the need for fresh air to escape the dull atmosphere.

With the

Transitioning to a new thought or scene.

Stench so foul

Expressing a strong and unpleasant odor.

You're singing loud

Despite the foul smell, singing loudly with no one listening.

And no one, no one is listening

Highlighting the lack of attention despite efforts.

Feet stuck to the floor

Being stuck in a place with no mobility.

But the lager stills pours

Despite the unpleasant surroundings, the alcohol keeps flowing.

And the jukebox, the jukebox is glistening

Even in the chaos, the jukebox stands out, perhaps symbolizing something precious.

The lights go out, as I'm stood on stage

The lights go out, possibly indicating a chaotic or unexpected event.

And a fight breaks out with two man

A fight erupts with two individuals.

They got broken bones, I heard he took the loan

One person has broken bones, possibly due to a confrontation related to a loan.

Now his face hits the floor like a rolling stone

A vivid description of someone's face hitting the floor like a rolling stone.

He said, can I call up for some satisfaction

Expressing a desire for satisfaction and action.

I like my tea with brown sugar when I call up for some action

A personal preference for tea with brown sugar in intense situations.

He's gonna leave you there (Leave you there)

Suggesting abandonment without concern.

Without a care (Without a care)

Indicating a lack of care in the situation.

What am I, doing here?

Questioning one's presence in the given context.

With the

Transitioning to a new thought or scene.

Stench so foul

Reiteration of a strong and unpleasant odor.

You're singing loud

Despite the foul smell, singing loudly with no one listening.

And no one, no one is listening

Highlighting the lack of attention despite efforts.

Feet stuck to the floor

Being stuck in a place with no mobility.

But the lager stills pours

Despite the unpleasant surroundings, the alcohol keeps flowing.

And the jukebox, the jukebox is glistening

Even in the chaos, the jukebox stands out, perhaps symbolizing something precious.

They say we are the people

Declaration of identity as "the people" who enjoy life without the need for social media validation.

We're having a laugh

Emphasizing a carefree and enjoyable life.

With no need

Rejecting the need for photographs for social media validation.

for photographs for the gram

Reiteration of the rejection of the need for social media validation.

They say we are the people

Declaration of identity as "the people" who enjoy life without the need for social media validation.

We're having a laugh

Emphasizing a carefree and enjoyable life.

With no need

Rejecting the need for photographs for social media validation.

for photographs for the gram

Reiteration of the rejection of the need for social media validation.

For the gram, for the gram

Emphasizing the disregard for social media validation.

For that naughty naughty naughty little gram

Reiteration of the disregard for social media validation, specifically mentioning "the gram."

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