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Tim Fite - Ain't Ain't Ain't Girard

Contributors

  • ISRC:USEP41128002
  • Recorded:2011 Brooklyn, NY
  •  ©2012 Anti, Inc.
  • Hands, Mouth:Tim Fite
  • Lungs:Sexy Leroy
  • Trumpet:Andrew Oom
  • Mandolin:Dan Kinsley
  • Lungs:Rita Baragona
  • Gravely:St. Clair Sullivan
  • Banjo, Guitar:Osei Essed
  • Guitar, Bass:Daniel Saks
  • Guitar, Lungs, Percussion:Alessandro Tabora
  • Lungs, Keys, Accordion, Percussion:Amy Bush
  • Drums, Shake, Clink, Clack, Scrape:Justin Riddle
  • Lungs, Feet:Bloody Nose Boys

Lyrics

You don't belong here.
What did you do wrong?
Girard and his crew.
Why'd they gang up on you?

It might get worse than this.

You got a swollen lip.
Nobody gives a shit.
Gina Gezewelli is growing tits.
And you can't get a grip.

It might get worse than this.
It might get worse.

Every cloud has a silver lining.
But what's the lining of the silver lining.
And the lining in that lining.
And the lining in that lining.
And the lining in that lining.
It could be a trap lining.
So don't go mining for no silver lining.
Or you might find:
That the deeper you dig . . .
The hotter it gets.
And the more that you sweat . . .
The harder it is to quit . . .
While your ahead.

You don't belong here.
Get out!

It might get worse than this.
Worse than this.
Worse than this.
Worse than this.
Worse.

Before it gets better and better and better.