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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Stimme und Gesang
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
AJ Tracey
AJ Tracey
Songwriter:in
Damon Albarn
Damon Albarn
Songwriter:in
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gorillaz
Gorillaz
Produzent:in
Samuel Egglenton
Samuel Egglenton
Ingenieur:in
Stephen Sedgwick
Stephen Sedgwick
Mischtechniker:in
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Remi Kabaka
Remi Kabaka
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Jimmy, Jimmy
There's pressure on you
And life ain't feeling how it used to
Jimmy, Jimmy
No need to be sad
When they play your song, we get along
[Verse 2]
I been searching
Looking for a permanent reason
Out of sync with the seasons
Not sure what I believe in
And I'm burdened
Why is being loved so appealing?
Can't conform, I'm alone
We're all just lost without meaning
(Jimmy, Jimmy)
[Verse 3]
Just a boy from the West, I'm born and bred
We could've been rich, was poor instead
My evenings were blue and my mornings red
I had to make scores from zeds (Jimmy, Jimmy)
I salute all my locals fiends
They're smiling, locked in a smoker's dream
Kept an ace like a poker team
Just a teen selling coke to fiends (Jimmy, Jimmy)
I took remedy young once I learnt 'bout the money
I got stuck inside of my mind
Quick solutions was all I could find
I was earning but losing my time (Jimmy, Jimmy)
Portobello, I'm sipping on wine
With a beautiful Notting Hill mother of five
Mental muscle, the strong will survive
That's why I drink white rum on the Manchester Drive
[Verse 4]
Jimmy, Jimmy
Now you're out of control
And the lie you're living is a dead-end road
Jimmy, Jimmy
No need to be sad
When they play your song, we get along
Jimmy, Jimmy
[Verse 5]
Left Electric and headed to Soho
Now I'm in a box, I had too much yak
Hate the front so I sat at the back
With a girl from Iran and the peachiest back (Jimmy, Jimmy)
Love me a spliff but I gotta keep it a stack
The females around me are crack
Got me wired, I ain't coming back to reality
I bleed it out in the track (Jimmy, Jimmy)
Did some things that I swore I won't tell
I called out, I came for redemption from hell
Love and hate are like Kenan & Kel
I broke up my keys, now my friend's in a cell (Jimmy, Jimmy)
Life is for living, I love me some shillings
But God willing, people love me for my skilling
Went from sitting in Grove wanting billions
To **** and thank God now I'm chilling
[Verse 6]
Jimmy, Jimmy
Jimmy, Jimmy
[Verse 7]
Jimmy, Jimmy
There's pressure on you
And life ain't feeling how it used to
Jimmy, Jimmy
No need to be sad
When they play your song, we get along
[Verse 8]
Jimmy, Jimmy
Jimmy, Jimmy
Jimmy, Jimmy
Jimmy, Jimmy
Written by: AJ Tracey, Damon Albarn, R. Kabaka Jr., Remi Kabaka
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