"Spirit Boy" lyrics - GANG OF YOUTHS

[Verse 1: David Le'aupepe]
God died today
He left me in the cold
He stumbled down a path
He died upon his knees on
The way to the commode

[Verse 2: David Le'aupepe]
God died today
He skid in pouring rain
With his feet up on the dash
Right off the Chelsea Bridge, Lord
Was hardly seen again

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
The gigs were overlong
And most of them mundane
And the weather climbed to twenty-something centigrade
And I, I've never been in London this time of year
It's nice, but I couldn't wait to slowly disappear

[Verse 3: David Le'aupepe]
He died today
And he did it with a smile
Threw his body in the bag
Threw on the ITV, Lord
And laughed a little while

[Verse 4: David Le'aupepe]
In a kind of way
It makes me feel at home
Superfluous as shit
Digestible and free, Lord
Within reach and my control
Throw the kettle on

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
The gigs were overlong
And none of us got paid
And the weather climbed to thirty-something centigrade
And Christ, you ever been in London this time of year?
It's nice, think I remembered why I liked it here

[Interlude: Shane McLean]
Tuia i runga [To be woven above]
Tuia i raro [To be woven below]
Ka tangi te titi [The cry of the titi bird]
Ka tangi te kaka [The cry of the kaka bird]
Ka tangi hoki ahau [I cry also]
Ko te timatanga te kupu [In the beginning was the word]
Ko te atua te kupu [And the word was with God]
Ko te atua ano taua kupu i te timatanga [And the word was God]
E pa e manakitia matau [Dear Lord from the Pacific to]
E nga hou e wha moana nui a kiwa [The four winds we ask your protection]
He aha te mea nui o te ao [For what is the most important thing in this world]
He tangata [It is people]
He tangata [It is people]
He tangata [It is people]

[Chorus: David Le'aupepe]
You raised me up now
And pulled me out of my mind
And filled me with significance I cannot describe
The tunes were overdone
The well was all but dry
And I still believe magnificent isn't hard to find
And I'm convalescing slowly, day by day
It's nice, I'm still in London, living, by the way
And I wanna live it like it's worth something in time
I gotta give it time, give it time, give it time

[Refrain: Gang of Youths]
And I'm convalescing slowly day by day
It's nice, I'm still in London, living by the way
And I wanna live it like it's worth something
In time, gotta give it time, give it time, give it time

[Outro: David Le'aupepe]
How normal all the tragic feels
How tragic all the normal is
Thereafter, the laughter
The real enraptured
But anyway, I plan to stay
Attend the weekly football game
Thereafter, thereafter
Tagaloa cried and said, "Though part of you is dead
Don't waste a minute of this thing you have left"
And he picked me up just like a father
And carried me south-east, where the city was calling