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The Turner Brothers are a 9 piece British band from Watford, England. Their sound is a blend of indie, ska and rap flavor.
'Lay low' is the first single to be released 26 May 2015.
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Lyrics:
Something’s heating up in here
I just gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Smoke and the mirrors seem unclear
I just wanna let go, let go, let go, let go
Somethings feel strange, crazy unbelievable
Weird or unavoidable, clear or debatable
Things unthinkable, Simple and original
So sick and ill that the symptoms untreatable
Over so quick that it feels unchaseable
Weird on the mind and strange on the face of it
Straight from the top right down to the base of it
Now I got the taste theres no way I'm wasting it
Something’s heating up in here
I just gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Smoke and the mirrors seem unclear
I just wanna let go, let go, let go, let go
These wayward days, no same unpredictable
Unique unrepeatable, line untraceable
Time unstoppable, no man unmockable
Floating on a ride and your feeling unsinkable
Unusual or typical, rhymes that ridicule
Life on the bright side it's unbeatable
Boggle my mind with ideas non feasible
Your gonna get lies when when the truth is unseekable
Something’s heating up in here
I just gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Smoke and the mirrors seem unclear
I just wanna let go, let go, let go, let go
Wouldn't it be nice if everyone was equal
Here I go again just thinking about the people
Looking at the world through the eye of a needle
Lights camera action now I'm bringing out the sequel
Who's gonna win good guys or guys evil
Minds in a spin do my eyes be deceiving
Faith between the lines no matter what your reading
For you to the signs whatever you believe in
Something’s heating up in here
I just gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Smoke and the mirrors seem unclear
I just wanna let go, let go, let go, let go
Something’s heating up in here
I just gotta lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low
Smoke and the mirrors seem unclear
I just wanna let go, let go, let go, let go
(Written by Anthony & Patrick Turner)
- Genre
- Ska