Daggers At Dawn

Song: Daggers At Dawn

Album: Fast Times At Trillmont High

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by Toussaint Morrison

Released June 18, 2013

ref: http://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/daggers-at-dawn

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There’s no sleep when the moon comes round

There’s no sleep when the moon comes round

I’ll make amends with the day when I rest

In the grave, but until then

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Honey wake on up, we slept through the alarm again

I need you to get up, I’ma take’em to Kindegarten

It’s a quarter past “Jesus Christ I can’t believe I’m late”

So, get a move on into work, I’ll take the kids. 1, 2, break!

She’s my early mornin’ savior,

Bar-close confessional, the air guitar to my Slayer

Don’t give me 9 to 5 jive, I throw bows 9 to close

See me in the evening slangin’ potion at the Ivanhoe.

You got blues, well I can change your color.

Don’t get confused, yellow’s half of my lover.

I dedicated a vehicle to her cause,

So when you see that Brew Cruizer on Junction, you know it’s on.

Fam first, although you might think I’m heartless,

Lay a finger on my team and I will strike the hardest

Until the shoulder to my arm gives.

If I’m swingin’, understand I follow through like the IRS

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I got Racine behind me like I’m headed to Chicago

Swag on tap, yes indeed it’ll cost ya

I consult myself cos’ I am the head honcho

Cooler than Keith while you’re snappin’ like a long bow

Cos’ there’s no need to get emotions involved

If I’m makin’ a decision, then I go with the gut

They call me Tin Man, just because I might seem withdrawn

I call it bein’ a man, no ifs, ands or whats.

I paid my dues, now I’m payin’ loans

Look at me when I’m talkin’ to you and get off the phone

Don’t talk about it, B-Thom about it

And tell your friends to pay their tab before they bounce up out here.

I’m serious, man. I’m a serious man.

Don’t believe me? You can talk to DJ or Chris and ask.

Young fatherhood-hustlin’ from the mornin’ to the afterhours…

And it don’t quit.

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Now while you gettin’ mad, I’m gettin’ rad.

Awesome sauce on my sandwich, it’s in the bag

Now while you gettin’ mad, I’m gettin’ rad

Bacon Thursday’s- what you know about that?

Now while you gettin’ mad, I’m gettin’ rad.

While you were talkin’ all that mess, the beer’s gettin’ flat

Now while you gettin’ mad, I’m gettin’ rad.

Everybody, drinks up, now put’em back.

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