George Orwell

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INTRO:
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him. 


HOOK/INTRO:
I think I’m George Orwell
Jesus Christ
Coming up for air
Resurrected twice
One nation
I am God
You can keep your money
‘Cause I’d rather starve
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell

VERSE 1:
Masquerading in a holiday by haven 
Concentration camps prison guards parading
Red coats and simplistic entertainment 
Chalets so fragrant nomadic scents of a vagrant 
Dismaland cuts cut through pays of a pauper
Dear diary I feel like George Orwell is your author
I feel my fellow man has been abducted by flying saucers
And let free to roam the streets after brainwashing torture
The land of the free would've been hated by Jesus 
Travel agents sold a lie we didn't know what either of these was
Water boarding and Guantanamo bay 
Shit sounded like some great holiday 
Deceitful hindsights a cunt can we figure out a prequel 
It's against the laws of nature but 1% weighs down a see saw 
These protests will not be peaceful as long as there are people
Who knew that assorted letters on a page could lead to something lethal

HOOK:
And may your money perish with you for you thought you could purchase with money what god gives for free
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell

VERSE 2:
How much for your daughter said the man with 5 camels
As he attempted to do trade between 2 types of mammals
You laugh it off like this guy can't be serious 
But a mammal is a mammal in that sense it's not delirious
Leave your morals at the door if you truly want logic
And prepare yourself for boredom and mediocre topics
It takes its toll fighting austerity with art
Like depressed online shoppers who's wish lists fill their cart  
I surround myself with liars for the fact it entertains me
I think it's kind of sweet whilst the realism is savoury 
Cunts like Jeremy Hunt getting lynched by the middle class
Stick him on a crucifix and leave him to get giggled at 
I never got the saying how unchristian like
An eye for an eye where 2 wrongs make a right 
Mathematically 2 negatives make a positive
They hung Saddame Hussain applauding murder like what's wrong with it

HOOK:
And may your money perish with you for you thought you could purchase with money what god gives for free
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell

BRIDGE:
I think I’m George Orwell
Jesus Christ
Coming up for air
Resurrected twice
One nation
I am God
You can keep your money
‘Cause I’d rather starve
These bloggers tell me I should tweet more
I have nothing nice to say why the fuck should I speak more
Oi stop fucking with the water
You wanna tax my air, you cunts are out of order 
Mother Nature, we can not afford her
So we burn her down, yes we rape we torture
Fucking little savages (Repeated)

HOOK:
And may your money perish with you for you thought you could purchase with money what god gives for free
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell
George Orwell
G-G-G-George Orwell

OUTRO:
Is it fuck mate Jesus stood for everything your modern day church doesn't. Your church is like the equivalent of the first century Jewish temple. Full of classist cunts. There are people who still can't get access to clean water today in certain geographical parts of the globe but we quibble and about imaginary borders like some fucking false humanitarians. Fuck the nationalists. Fucking nationalists are just as at large now as when Hitler was ruling Germany. Fuck the nationalists and fuck the savage ancestors. And fuck you too.

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from Waste of Air LP, released December 22, 2017
Performed by Gimson
Lyrics written by S.Gimson
Produced by Rosko
Recorded by Twisted RootZ at his Nan's house
Mixed & mastered by Gimson at The Orchard
© Gimson 2017 / Crudely Cut Records 2017
℗ CD Baby Publishing 2017

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Gimson (pronounced Gym-Sun) is a Hip hop artist with a thick and distinctive West Country accent. The socially awkward 6 foot 4 inch rapper from Bath is a crude poet with a depth of imagination that is dark, cold and hard hitting. His raps are a social commentary consisting of heart breaking tales, dark humour and picturesque imagery. ... more

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