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We all stood by as you bent your back over a wooden fence post
I'll miss your silence in a room
But i'll miss your deep voice too
Limbo Brown
Baptised in a village bowling green
Your face whiter than Cheshire's Demographic
So relaxed
You lay back at 90 degrees
That night
You became one of us brother
Ye I stood beside as you did some kind of yoga
I was impressed much
Some say that there was an old man
Living inside Limbo Brown
Limbo Brown
Baptised at village bowling green
Your face whiter than a cigarette filter tip
So relaxed
You'd interact with crackheads and gypsies
That night
You became one of us brother
I'm thankful for the last summer we shared
I'm thankful for the last summer we shared
Limbo Brown
Baptised at village bowling green
Your face
Whiter than a cigarette filter tip
So relaxed
Filled with proverbs and philosophies
That night
You became one of us brother
Limbo Brown
Baptised at village bowling green
Your face
Whiter than these piano keys
So relaxed
Filled with
That night
You became one of us brother
We all got high as you got lower
You Limboed brother
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Narrator:
Well ever since he was a young boy, Limbo always dreamed of being a cowboy. Being on the run, living from town to town and woman to woman.
Pistol in his hand and a horse a his only real companion. Little did he know in years to come by he'd always be living one step ahead of the law. Known by the common folk as Gun Slinging Limbo Brown.
Female Lover: "Limbo come back, I thought you loved me"
*Horses running, gunshots and cowboy mutters and yeehaaas ensue.
Limbo Brown
Passing Towns
Leaving bullets on the ground
Limbo
Limbo
Here comes Gun Slinging Limbo Brown
Riding horseback round the town
With a roll up in his mouth you know the score
Yeeeeehhaaaaaa
New woman new town
Horse won't slow down
Folks bring your ball gowns
There's gonna be a show down
huh
New woman new town
Oh new woman new town
Horse won't slow down
Folks bring your ball gowns
There's gonna be a show down
You better bring a pistol cos' I can't sit still
New woman new town
Horse won't slow down
Folks bring your ball gowns
There's gonna be a show down
You better bring a pistol cos' I can't sit still
Lets see the blood spill
Limbo Brown
Passing Towns
Leaving bullets on the ground
Limbo
Limbo
Here comes Gun Slinging Limbo Brown
Riding horseback round the town
With a roll up in his mouth you know the score
*The sounds of horses running and a busy market scene*
Here comes Gun Slinging Limbo Brown
Riding horseback round the town
With a roll up in his mouth you know the score
*Old farmer talks of how Limbo stole his prize pig.
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It was an inside job
Whoever chopped my locks of was
In cahoots with my dad
Older men no longer understand at all
The feeling of a younger man
Its a conspiracy
Dad handed him a twenty
Before I got in the door
Older men
No longer understand at all
The feelings of a younger man
Only a stuck up snob
Would compromise my prog rock mop
Though I prefer hip hop
Oh older men
No longer seem to understand
The feeling of a younger man
Upset as I left the chair
Looking at all my hair
Spread on the floor
No older men won't even try to understand
The feeling of a younger man
It was an inside job
Whoever chopped my locks of was
In cahoots with my Dad
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They stopped your heart to measure
It with an ostrich feather
Now onto fields of reeds
Bound for eternal pleasure
I'm so glad that we met you
Farewell Pharaoh Limbo
Sippin on an Orange Velevet
Blowing out Sunshine Lime
Sat on your bench thinkin to myself
Why it was your time not mine
A lot of resentment presided
But my anger reisded
As through a dream I was guided
By a young wise head
Me and Medina
Were sat right up in the bleachers
Trying so hard to reach you and to teach you
About your downfall
You were down below
Looking kind of skeptical
That's when I realised it was me
Who had to let you go
Dumb founded
Yet you were serene and grounded
At ease with your surrounding
Found your peace amongst your mountains
I was astounded and affected
That you were calm and collected
Logic I neglected until you told me Jim accept this
In your 22 you lived life to the plentiful
Between schedules of festivals and making sure the rent was due
Oli brother
I guess it was your time to go
Til the next chapter
It was peace and farewell Pharaoh Limbo
They stopped your heart to measure
It with an ostrich feather
Now onto fields of reeds
Bound for eternal pleasure
I'm so glad that we met you
Farewell Pharaoh Limbo
They stopped your heart to measure
It with an ostrich feather
Now onto fields of reeds
Bound for eternal pleasure
I'm so glad that we met you
Farewell Pharaoh Limbo
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Love you, Limbo
Limbo
Limbo's got the touch x 3
With a touch like that
You must have clubs queuing at your feet
Trying to sign Limbo Brown
Ye he's not gone
He's just on loan to Real Madrid
Te amamos Limbo Brown
Te a
Te amamos Limbo x 3
Limbo
Limbo's got the touch x 3
Limbo Brown does the full 90 on the pitch
Even though he smokes loads of cigs
Full of tricks Limbo does kick ups in the dark
Everybody do the Matty Sarge
Matty do the Matty Sarge... (repeats for sometime)
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One of us beother
We all got high as you got lower
You Limboed brother
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This project is dedicated in memory of Oli (Limbo) Brown. Unfortunately we lost him in the Summer of 2020. On September the 24th it was his birthday and to celebrate his life I dedicated a collection of songs to Limbo. I wanted to paint a vivid picture of the person he was. I wanted the songs to contain memories of him, stories of his life and imaginings along the themes of passions he had.
This project was written, recorded and arranged by Curly Mouth with the help and collaborations of some of our friends.
All money used to buy the album will be donated to CRY - (Cardiac Risk in the Young). Oli (Limbo) passed away due to heart failure and it is important we help to support this charity and shed light on the risk of cardiac issues in young people.
The price of the album is £6 but you are welcome to donate more.
Best,
Curly Mouth xxx
released September 24, 2021
Backing Vox/Voice Acting - Khara Adele
Viola - Wil Pritchard
Drums/Voice Acting - Hayden Giles
Bass/Voice Acting - Jake Mcneil
Spoken Word/Rap - Jimmy Smith
Lead Guitar - Danny T
Spanish Football Commentary - Christian Medina
