City of Music: No Bird Sing perform "Basquiat Loves Company"

[bluntasaurus]

Is it just me or does he just sound like hes mumbling into the mic

[geppedoOnstilts]

im so glad i discovered no bird sing from a show first.......makes the whole experience better

[HazeyOfficial]

Pure inspiration. Pure emotion. Pure thoughts. Pure art. Damn gotta love this shit

[Slode420]

Wow that's all I gotta say No bird sing is the word...

[kenziegavic]

impossible to sit still listening to no bird sing.

[thehanz123]

2nd comment

ay... NO BIRD SING IS SICK!

[TheRealMikeGiaco]

this is tight, but i wish i could understand what he was saying better, great production tho

[mplstv]

@TheRealMikeGiaco Thanks, yo!

[SugarFreeRecordsUK]

@TheRealMikeGiaco Here is my best interpretation: Paint that hack with a red knapsack, dig a little dirt turn that red hand black, don't slack back, sip that honey, drink that milk, get that money, making bad moves for a baboon in a tracksuit, with a tattoo with the statue of liberty, listen to me, where'd you get that ring from boy? off her frozen hand? Just one more loose and the whole thing falls to the ground like a noose, same old truse, brand new break,

[SugarFreeRecordsUK]

you can see it in the way the way that he walks,

he was not designed to be a plastic man, sitting on couch having plastic thoughts,

not designed to be a plastic man, sitting on couch having plastic thoughts,

Whatever that hypothecary put into my jar,

it made me want to forget that my body is made of stars,

the fires in all the grave, the fires that never die

we keep killing all our flames,

Whatever that hypothecary put into my jar,

it made me want to forget that my body is made of stars,

[SugarFreeRecordsUK]

the fires in all the grave, the fires that never die we keep killing all the flames, Four year girl? five years old, six if you count that nine in the belly, Mona Lisa never looked so good as when she sold those teeth, to that first lit match, flicked by dawn, there's fires in the graves cause they can't stop killing them young, flesh and the blood, wear that guilt til it fits like a glove, *blank* and a hug, all wrung out, tongue in the rafters, hung from the mouth,

[SugarFreeRecordsUK]

play that clarinet, but don't forget what you're getting in return, slowly dry, quick to burn, *blank* with a hook in the eye, born in the dark trying to look at the sky, to remember where he comes from, ask him why,go ahead ask him why, go on, ask him, she never looked so good as when she's close to home, soaked in greif, helicopter blades and broken arrowtips on sugarcane, *big blank* left behind those piping mice? to crack the whip, instil such chaos,

[SugarFreeRecordsUK]

*big blank* their conception,

just so there's no doubt they'll be born to be a weapon.

The song is called Basquait Loves Company if you wanna check a studio version..