Dispatch - Atticus Cobain lyrics

I never been to London You never been to Spain I never been to war, you never been to prison But we never been the same After all is said and done There was so much more to relate Now the world will never know Just what it lost that day Give me some hotdamn, give me some birdman Give me some Proud Mary, the one with Claudia Lennear Give me that mix tape, give me those school days Give me some hard cider, the one we did not mean to make I was never beaten down like you were I got to grow up in your wake Momma always protected you And dad was my ticket away And after all that was said and done There was so much more to relate Now the world will never know Just what it lost that day Give me some hotdamn, give me some birdman Give me some Proud Mary, the one with Claudia Lennear Give me that mix tape, give me those school days Give me some hard cider, the one we did not mean to make In prison there was more d** than I ever seen And they let me stay out all night and trip the starlight til my soul was clean And when I got out, I began my journey to the east As they were filling you up with pills Give me some hotdamn, give me some birdman Give me some Proud Mary, the one with Claudia Lennear Give me that mix tape, give me those school days Give me some hard cider, the one we did not mean to make Give me that long skate, give me that heartache Give me some Proud Mary, the one with Claudia Lennear Give me that penalty k**, give me some big chill You be Dignan Redding and I’ll be Atticus Cobain