Dolphin Puncher

from Tropicaledonia by Spring Break

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lyrics

Dolphin Puncher

I know a man and he gets quite mad at the

Little tasks that life likes to ask of him

Solves every small problem with a tall gin

Stress levels are high his hairs malting

He goes off on one every so often

Inner anger the overriding problem

Don’t mock him or even bother talking

He’ll knock your fockin' block in it’s shocking

I can feel his resolve dissolving

Blood bubbling up like a cauldron

Your mouth’s moving I can see your talking

I can’t hear you the red mist’s falling

Involuntary twitches it’s appalling

They’re all lolling at my downfall I saw them

Howling like a hound dog in the doldrums

So mad he could punch a dolphin

You see it’s just as easy as that

For this cat to call bull and just lose the rag

He’s pure raging we don’t know why

I would ask him the snag is I don’t want to die

He’s got his own supply of aggro

Put your left arm in the wrong right angle

He'll pull your night to a standstill hands are anvils

What you doing with that man? Chill

I can feel it it’s getting heated

And what started as a little disagreement

Has then proceeded to release his inner demons

I’m in fear of what we’re dealing with this evening

I see him seething ears are steaming

Unleashing anger with no rhyme or reason

Starts shouting chest beating balling

So mad he could punch a dolphin

The sort of chap who kicks off at shows

Cos some drunk spilled a bit of booze on his toes

The sort of chap who kicks off at shows

Cos some drunk spilled a bit of booze on his toes

The sort of chap who kicks off at shows

Cos some drunk spilled a bit of

Ruined shoes put the dude in hospital

Overdose of testosterone and rock n roll

In the mosh pit all alone

He’s never seen authority as an obstacle

First name terms with the constables

And after a few he won’t be held responsible

I can feel it it’s getting heated

And what started as a little disagreement

Has then proceeded to release his inner demons

I’m in fear of what we’re dealing with this evening

I see him seething ears are steaming

Unleashing anger with no rhyme or reason

Starts shouting chest beating balling

So mad he could punch a dolphin

credits

from Tropicaledonia, released April 13, 2018

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Spring Break Inverness, UK

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A vaguely outrageous, psychedelic 3 piece Hip Hop folk funk outfit, hand crafting screwball anthems deep in the Highlands of Scotland. Amalgamating a wealth of experience in vocal performance and musicianship, whilst fusing the hip hop languages of scratching, beat-boxing and lucid lyricism with the foibles of apathy and the implied abuse of aquatic life. ... more