I kicked the legs out of my worries
And spilled them all over the floor
And as they splash down and stain the carpet
They're not my problem any more
Go grab your favorite pastime, lace up your shoes
Let's throw our money down the toobs.
I'll grab our favorite mix tape filled with our favorite tunes
Let's throw our money/worry down the toobs.
You won't find me in the morning
Unless you're rising with the sun
But you can find me in the evening
Just chilling out and having fun
Go grab your favorite pastime, lace up your shoes
Let's throw our money down the toobs.
I'll grab our favorite mix tape filled with our favorite tunes
Let's throw our money/worry down the toobs.
Oh go throw your worries down the toobs.
Oh come on little darlin' what have you got to lose.
Go grab your favorite pastime, lace up your shoes
Let's throw our money down the toobs.
I'll grab our favorite mix tape filled with our favorite tunes
Let's throw our money/worry down the toobs.
Australian multi-instrumentalist Nick Griffith tempers luxuriant yacht-pop arrangements with lo-fi touches across the sunny "7am." Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 1, 2020