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Final Words

by Chintzy Stetson

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What if we had to put a full stop on humanity? Would we be happy with what we’ve accomplished? Take accountability for our mistakes? Or quietly put some distance between us and our failures? The song wanders through the rumination we might have at the end of our time here solely and as a larger being.

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Just lay down
In the dirt
One more glass
Wouldn’t hurt
What a bruise
I’ve seen worse
Final words
Rolling hearse

It’s a brand new day now
Everyone’s okay, how?

Boys in blue
We need you
Only if
You’ll be true
To the cause
Starting wars
With your boots
In the jaws

Of a helpless human
We don’t respect you, man

Now I’m not saying
Or lookin at blamin
We brought this on ourselves

But something tells me
That lately being healthy
Is a lonely path to hell

Getting old
Moving on
Soon we’ll be
Dead and gone

We can hope
When we croak
It won’t go
Up in smoke

There’s a generation
Coming up behind us
If we leave a mess to
Sure they’ll come and find us?

Now I’m not complaining
Or lookin at blamin
We brought this on ourselves

But sometimes it’s best
To give you a rest
Somethings left on that top shelf

Joeys friend
Has a car
We can use
It’s a start

You Get gas
I’ll buy booze
Let’s forget
Who we are

Where's the map?
Skip this track
Roll a joint
Pass it back

What a day
We’re okay
We’re never
Goin back

credits

released July 27, 2022
Written, Recorded & Performed by Chintzy Stetson
Produced by Tom Ungerer
Mixed by Omar Yakar Jr
Drums by Andres Valbuenas
Trumpet & Trombone by David Gray
Artwork by Jonny Mellor

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Chintzy Stetson Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK

There was a woman who wore a juicy couture tracksuit, with the rhinestones on the back. She paid for the suite every Friday night. She sold drugs in bin liners and sat on the floor by the bar. She disappeared 2 years ago. I call the hotel every now and then but they say they’ve never seen her before.

I called her Chintzy. She called me Stetson.

Chintzy 💋
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