The robotic vocal hook on which ‘Submarine’ hinges is disorienting - much like life in Middle England, as a matter of fact. Here we find Lucky Jones turning himself inside-out over a bug-eyed electro stomp, struggling to stay afloat as the water rises all around him. In fact, he’s going under right now ...
… But Lucky soon finds that there is life below the surface. Through the dark waters he can see light above him. Seems like the only way from here is up - the question is, does he give up or does he keep swimming?
lyrics
Swim beside submarine, swallowing my dreams
Phone's ringing gotta pay those bills (Ring ring)
Dome's spinning is this fake or real? (It's me)
My Mum's screaming at my sister 'cus the mister is a dickhead and he's got no feel (Fuck Boris)
Suicide submarine set sail (Goodbye)
I'm not as sad as I feel (Set sail)
And I'm gonna be where I gotta be, if it makes me steal beg, borrow or kill (Bang bang)
I'm a bad habit
I hop around the woods like a bad rabbit
I rock up in a hood and a black jacket
But you can't grab it, unless you wanna sail away?
Come on my submarine, you can have my money honey
Come on my submarine, you can make me sail away
Come be my honey dream, not about the money, money
Come be my super queen, you can make me sail away
Swim beside submarine, swallowing my dreams
Turn up the a.t, sounds of the eighties
Rhapsody the greatest hit, the day my Mumma made me
99 problems, but I don't look or sound like Jay-Z
I'm lazy, one foot in the grave, my wave is wavey!
I'm glad He made me, Jesus had to save me
Took a few looks, the good books, the pages' crazy
Got a few odd looks turning scripture to Rizla
It is what is, you want a fist or a kiss huh?
Hard living giving me the chills (That's cold)
Non-stop I'm beginning to feel (Too old)
A little miffed off, just 'cus the mister, missed off my sister when he did those deals (He what?)
Suicide submarine set sail (Goodbye)
I'm not sick or unwell (Farewell)
And I'm gonna be where I gotta be if it makes me steal, beg, borrow or feel (Bang bang)
I'm an instigator
I follow you online for your Insta data
I'm swallowing your mind, can we kiss and make up
Or kiss and break up, I guess we gotta sail away?
Come on my submarine, you can have my money honey
Come on my submarine, you can make me sail away
Come be my honey dream, not about the money, money
Come be my super queen, you can make me sail away
Swim beside submarine, swallowing my dreams
credits
from The Lucky EP,
track released March 8, 2021
Written & Produced by Sorab
Mixed by Jamie McEvoy
Mastered by Pete Maher
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