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Swift

from The Whelps by The Whelps

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The hot air draughts, up from under me
A cuckoo laughs, insects swarm around me
Gliding fast, make my way across the sea
No need for trees, spit's more use to me

I'm lost, how quick
Aerial acrobatic
A hoot, a screech
I see them on the beach

Tarmac heat, soles melt down to slime
Cars will boil, I stare down as I climb
A nomad gang, out there on the sands
I recognise their walks, family and friends

The hot air draughts, up from under me
A cuckoo laughs, insects swarm around me
Driftwood is burnt, thrown in by salty hands
A perch I spy, I drift down I land

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from The Whelps, released July 7, 2014

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The Whelps Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The Whelps are a two piece garage rock band from the south-east of England.

Adam Hammet: Guitars, Drums, Vocals
Jack Charter: Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals

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