Kyprios Carousel Lyrics

Carousel Lyrics

1977 I arrived a heavenly present



The old man didnt want me



Five boys before me five mouths to feed



No sleep stressed out



I guess the old boy changed



Instead of giving me up



He done gave me his name



Daby J little Day



They use to call me Baby Day



But my brother couldn't say it



So they called me Bayday







Hand me downs and beat downs, what...



Lippy little mother fucker gettin' tossed around



Lost and found childhood



I'm only learnin' now,



Life is like a carousel the way it turn around







Chorus







Seems like a tail that I long to tell,



Jupebox corner from the wishing well,



These are the days that i know so well,



Life keep turnin' like a carousel,



Yes the day has past me



I must let it go,



Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios







Yo, You remember when we use to play,



Hide and go seek,ya, and nicky nicky nine door, hell ya,



We'd just like bang on the door and run the fuck out







Livin' weeks for the weekend,



Sneakin' out to meet friends,



Snowy day was holiday,



Fight with my pops so I had to run away,



A natural, sabadical, man I mean an actual,



Dramatic adic escape, now aint that radical,



Now thats the way we use to talk,



Had a skate board so I never had to walk,



Tony Hawk with the grip tape,



And if that break, what a great mistake to have made,



Cus pops was the guy who had paid, sorry pop







Chorus







Seems like a tail that I long to tell,



Jupebox corner from the wishing well,



These are the days that i know so well,



Life keep turnin' like a carousel,



Yes the day has past me



I must let it go,



Be the lonely poet they call Kyprios







Life is short with the complex,



No map and no compass,



Lifes a bitch givin' bad sex,



She'll fuck you if she can and I'm only being honest,



See I've seen a turn around,



Of the carousel,



Had the bridge and burned it down,



Life is not a fairy tale,



How very well I know,



How rich can turn to poor,



I use to have money,



I don't have it any more,



Just an optimistic pesimist,



Glass half empty but its full of bliss,



Use to be half full of piss and pestulence,



Now i learned that ever of a ways a search for happiness,







Chorus







Seems like a tail that I long to tell,



Jupebox corner from the wishing well,



These are the days that i know so well,



Life keep turnin' like a carousel,



Life keep turnin' like a carousel,



Life keep turnin' like a carousel,



Yes the day has past me I must let it go,



And be the lonely poet they call Kyprios