What Do You Stand For - Low Island

Here come the tedious messengers

And the cynical seamsters

The money-eyed predators with bankrolled dress codes

And matching socks

And gratuitous swearing

That makes you feel young even though you’re getting older

You takes drugs on the weekend

With dubious creditors

The cultural arbiters with ham-fisted metaphors

Who are you?

And what do you stand for?

Who are you?

And what do you stand for?

They say I’m not interested by the way

Just want to flex my irrelevance

Make sure you write a song about this it’ll look good in the PR

No-one'll buy it

But it will make you a star

Yeah, no-one will buy it

Who are you?

And what do you stand for?

Who are you?

And what do you stand for?

It’s all overpriced sportswear

Bumbags and cocaine

My political retweets

To keep my conscience okay

I’m a lover of all things new

I’m highly susceptible

I’ll pick up where you left off

And hang backstage at festivals

Hey, maybe when you get famous

You’ll move to L. A

With a supermodel girlfriend and all these other clichés

And you can drink it all in

Leave the bitterness behind

That’s just to the losers

The sad acts, accessed denied

And once you’re in you can stay in

Warm under the sheets

With hot yoga and pot plants, and a dress code full of feats

Blah Blahs a creative genius you know, he’s highly reactive

And he’s done something with social media that’s completely cross generational

And who are you?

And what do you stand for?

Who are you?

And what do you stand for?

What do you stand for?