Young Fathers is the name of a trio from Edinburgh, Scotland, but it is also the name of a song of a band from Portland, Oregon. The name connection allows us to simultaneously promote two songs we enjoy.
The members of Young Fathers are Kayus Bankole, Graham Hastings, and Alloysious Massaquoi. While it's accurate to say that they are in Edinburgh, there are good reasons for finding it difficult to detect the connection to Scotland. Alloysious Massaquoi is originally from Liberia, Kayus Bankole has Nigerian parents, and 'G' Hastings is from the Drylaw "scheme" in north Edinburgh.
"I Heard" by Young Fathers
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/youngfathers
Website: http://www.young-fathers.com/
LYRICS OF “I HEARD”
Science is eerie when you're still around
Killing ya body cos they found you out.
Calling the shots and i'm falling down.
Look at the dust explode on the ground.
I'm there, I'm there, I'm there, I'm there,
I'm there, I'm there, under, I'm there,
I'm there, I'm there, under, I've heard
I've heard, I've heard,
I've heard, I've heard.
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
It's only cos I'm hurting.
Telephone, the father sat on the arm chair with a pint and a smoke
Sure, no more back handed compliments but the dishes are still in the sink
Walk towards the door there's an empty dresser, time to bring out the duster
Left with a bone and a smile to last you a while
Rest a shore captain from your sea of travails.
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
It's only cos I'm hurting.
Science is eerie when you're still around
Killing ya body cos they found you out.
Calling the shots and I'm falling down.
Look at the dust explode on the ground
I'm there, I'm there, I'm there, I'm there,
I'm there, I'm there, under, I'm there,
I'm there, I'm there, under, I've heard
I've heard, I've heard,
I've heard, I've heard.
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
Inside I'm feeling dirty,
It's only cos I'm hurting.
Typhoon is a regular visitor to Indie Obsessive. So, we will just head to the music.
"Young Fathers" by Typhoon
"Young Fathers" by Typhoon
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LYRICS OF “YOUNG FATHERS”
I was born in September and like everything else
I can't remember
I replaced it with scenes from a film that I will never know.
And I blinked it was over
I was thinking my life would get slower
That I would sort this shit out when I'm sober.
It gets better now that you're older.
I read the scares on the front page
It says we're waiting around for an ice age
It says our comforts, they come with a price tag.
They cured the cancer but discovered a new plague.
They say just think of the children
And imagine the world that we've willed them
Is populated with weirdos to kill them
And break their hearts.
And everybody knows
That this the end
It's now fashionable
Dinner party conversation.
Now I'm as old as you were when you had me
Should I be afraid? Should I start a family?
Raise them in the wild 'cause up against the city
My love is such a small thing.
When you're young you're hot
You have your whole life before you
Everyone will adore
You'll grow up, you'll be an astronaut
Or anything you want.
What goes up, goes up in flames
And now your choices surround you
And decision confounds you
And you're pacing around the place
Shows you everything you're not.
And then the brief little romance
You committed a soul without its consent
To live a life as a form without its content.
Because young people get bored everyday
Yeah young people, young people get bored.
Never went to church, thought a song was going to save me
So I wrote a hymn on the guitar that you gave me
Singing what you spoke we built a fire just for smoking
You know hope is just a small thing.
I just called to tell you
I just called to say
Learned all your mistakes
You were my inspiration.
And it wasn't all we hoped for
But we shake it off and we say
Here's your yellow ribbon
I am your consolation.
I was born in September
And if I died today
Just know I don't regret you
Some things I can't explain.
It's a slow descent
It's a loveless place
Every goddamn day.
Let it go.
I just called to tell you
I just called to say
Learned all your mistakes
Passed down through generations.
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