Must Be More Bob Vylan
"Must Be More" by Bob Vylan, released in 2020, is a #Punk rock anthem tackling themes of societal dissatisfaction, personal struggle, and the quest for meaning. The lyrics express frustration with the status quo and a desire for change. Its raw energy and fusion of punk with grime elements resonate with listeners seeking empowerment and authenticity. The song embodies a spirit of rebellion, reflecting the cultural zeitgeist of discontent.
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Had to cut man off (Cut 'em off)
They were holding me back like a dead weight
They weren't holding me up like a best mate
They were holding me down like a lead weight
Now they're watching me buss like a sex tape
I skip legs, biceps and chest day
Still you don't want it with Bob 'cause I'm a headcase
From way back tooled up on the estate
Persil bag with shots in
Ford Estate pulled up and I hopped in
Told him make up his mind, hurry and buy
This ain't Tesco shopping
Day and night are the only options
Weighed it up and it weighed me down
Pockets, balls and socks had rocks in
No A-Levels, I was out of options
Whoa, whoa, that's what I thought
Cling and scales, that's what I bought
With the assist, passing the ball
Henry the way I helped man score
If we had a rapport
Two for fifteen but don't come short
Still scarred by the things that I saw
Whole time thinking, "There must be more"
Yeah, yeah
Had to cut man off (Cut 'em off)
They were holding me back like a dead weight
They weren't holding me up like a best mate
They were holding me down like a lead weight
Now they're watching me buss like a sex tape
I skip legs, biceps and chest day
Still you don't want it with Bob 'cause I'm a headcase
From way back tooled up on the estate
Persil bag with shots in
Ford Estate pulled up and I hopped in
Told him make up his mind, hurry and buy
This ain't Tesco shopping
Day and night are the only options
Weighed it up and it weighed me down
Pockets, balls and socks had rocks in
No A-Levels, I was out of options
Whoa, whoa, that's what I thought
Cling and scales, that's what I bought
With the assist, passing the ball
Henry the way I helped man score
If we had a rapport
Two for fifteen but don't come short
Still scarred by the things that I saw
Whole time thinking, "There must be more"
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