Deadline Lyrics - Tape One - Young Fathers

Waiting to be rich, rip it to pieces 

What do we sing now? Close to the deadline 

No one remembers, shoulder to shoulder 

We are pretenders, making the headlines 

Signal the weekend, waiting they like eh, 

No other reason, tangled and frozen 

No turning back oooooh, get set and ready 

Greater dey numbers, 

The colour of money, trigger the lightning 

The kids in the bedroom, waiting for harvest 

Strong as a cutlass, guilty of nothing 

Botched operation, witnessing something 

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Don't you turn my home against me, 

Even if my house is empty 

Don't you turn my home against me, 

Even if my house is empty 

Don't you turn my home against me, 

Even if my house is empty 

Don't you turn my home against me, 

Even if my house is empty 

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