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EPISODE · May 3, 2013 · 4 MIN

WILD JACK

from Swainley · host Rufus Stone

Wild Jack Music and Words by Rufus Stone and Frazer Hurrell Verse 1 I'm a hobo on the sidewalk, the shadow of a man I’m rapping with my own reflection, from the bottle in my hand I'm offering a smoke of my stokey, to anyone who passes by In my eyes you can see that I'm hoping, you're gonna stay for a while Bridge 1 If you got some time to waste, have a taste of my wine and we can chat, my name is Wild Jack. Verse 2 I used to play funk on my guitar, oh the money I used to make I had a habit that went just too far, then one day I couldn't play See when you got a reputation; the pressure can blow your mind I was searching for the new relaxation, and it wasn't from a bottle of wine Bridge 2 Oh too many times, I had too many lines, till my brain it started to crack, look at me I’m Wild Jack. Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Verse 3 It's a sad, sad situation, from a king to a rook to a pawn You don't need imagination look at me, what you see here is all I own Don't think of trying to help me, better your thoughts to the babes that cry You could be their future, my future is biding time Bridge 3 Not asking for sympathy, no no just saying where I’m at, my name is Wild Jack Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Bridge 3 Not asking for sympathy, no no just saying where I’m at, my name is Wild Jack Instrumental Verse 4 I've been sleeping in a disused boxcar; it's better than the side of the road I'm hoping for a job in a down town bar, before the weather gets too cold Got a friend gonna lend my a guitar, I may be a drunk but its funk I play And when I get the chance, I'm gonna dance, the way I used to yesterday Bridge 4 So if you're asking where I'm going, let me tell I'm coming back, my name is Wild Jack Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Bridge 5 So if you're asking where I'm going, let me tell I'm coming back Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Repeat chorus till fade Contact: Rufus Stone Founder I AM SWEE 32 Santorini City Island Leeds LS12 1DP M: +44 (0)7473 226221 E: [email protected] www.iamswee.com

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Wild Jack Music and Words by Rufus Stone and Frazer Hurrell Verse 1 I'm a hobo on the sidewalk, the shadow of a man I’m rapping with my own reflection, from the bottle in my hand I'm offering a smoke of my stokey, to anyone who passes by In my eyes you can see that I'm hoping, you're gonna stay for a while Bridge 1 If you got some time to waste, have a taste of my wine and we can chat, my name is Wild Jack. Verse 2 I used to play funk on my guitar, oh the money I used to make I had a habit that went just too far, then one day I couldn't play See when you got a reputation; the pressure can blow your mind I was searching for the new relaxation, and it wasn't from a bottle of wine Bridge 2 Oh too many times, I had too many lines, till my brain it started to crack, look at me I’m Wild Jack. Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Verse 3 It's a sad, sad situation, from a king to a rook to a pawn You don't need imagination look at me, what you see here is all I own Don't think of trying to help me, better your thoughts to the babes that cry You could be their future, my future is biding time Bridge 3 Not asking for sympathy, no no just saying where I’m at, my name is Wild Jack Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Bridge 3 Not asking for sympathy, no no just saying where I’m at, my name is Wild Jack Instrumental Verse 4 I've been sleeping in a disused boxcar; it's better than the side of the road I'm hoping for a job in a down town bar, before the weather gets too cold Got a friend gonna lend my a guitar, I may be a drunk but its funk I play And when I get the chance, I'm gonna dance, the way I used to yesterday Bridge 4 So if you're asking where I'm going, let me tell I'm coming back, my name is Wild Jack Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Bridge 5 So if you're asking where I'm going, let me tell I'm coming back Chorus Hey mister do ya, think I’ve lost it all, no that ain’t true yeah I'm may look to ya, a down and out alone, don't let it fool ya Repeat chorus till fade Contact: Rufus Stone Founder I AM SWEE 32 Santorini City Island Leeds LS12 1DP M: +44 (0)7473 226221 E: [email protected] www.iamswee.com

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