DESCRIPTION:
1/10 Release New mini album "Speaking In 444"
Available at Official Website
www.fourminutestilmidnight
http://fmtm.thebase.in/
Directed By: KA2＠A.D.P... & Four Minutes Til Midnight
Camera & Edited by: KA2@A.D.P...


Lyric By: Eli Taylor
Music By: Kenta Hayashi
Arranged By: FOUR MINUTES TIL MIDNIGHT
Produced & Engineered By: Hiroto Kobayashi



■Lyric

JOSY

push the broom 'til half past noon, who knows?
watch the rain turn into snow, so cold
walk into dark lit room again
the men grin and start moving in
upside down and right side up, so sad
old man says he's down on luck, too bad
water is the next big thing for me
espresso beans and quick surgery
if it was up to us "in love we trust" they'd read
fold, you call, the dealer busts and bleeds
let's go down the rabbit hole and see 
the fat cats and rats drinking tea
find the fortune, find the fame, inside
red bull mixed with cigarettes, oh my 
drunk destruction, drunk on death
i love the way the kids take all the tests

dirty, feet, high heeled, shoes

black jack
blisters on my hot stack
more syrup for my homies now, slap
take me to the little love shack
garage, canoe, and josy wow

take some time to understand what's right
holiday Afghanistan, half price
bring your hat and bikini, you'll see
the sun is hot and oil is cheap
10 + 1 and 8+2 that's math
devil down in Timbuktu slipped past
check point at security
and now he's sitting here staring at me
so bite your lip and tell me twice, that i
make the most of good advice, and try
drugs whenever possible, who knew
synthetic happiness could come true?
hipsters riding brakeless bikes can't stop
poetry at open mics, hip-hop
trip wire on an 808
no don't wait up cause i'll be staying out late

half mast, the clothes swing free on the line
grapes hanging thick on the vine
take a taste of the salt block outside
when you're going to heaven

black jack
blisters on my hot stack
more syrup for my homies now, slap
take me to the little love shack
garage, canoe, and josy wow

ring around the rosie, pocket full of posies
ashes, ashes we all fall

88 keys, please, whose defending the trees? 
Obama no hero in this drama, just a different disease 
Dante's waiting, watching patiently, while Lenny lies dead
East of Eden there's some rabbits screaming "off with their heads"

can you hear me now?

double down 

black jack
blisters on my hot stack
more syrup for my homies now, slap
take me to the little love shack
garage, canoe, and josy wow


■Special Thanks
Kanako Imai, Ryan, Skyler/ Mika Nishiyama, Kana, Yumi, Nami/ Emiko Kitahara, Yui, Remi, Sohsuke/ Hikari Nishimoto, Nao, Yohma/ Masayo Kataoka, Tsukasa/ Mari Hasegawa, Yuzuki, Kurumi/ Mari Imanaga, Chiaki, Misato/ Megumi Kiwa, Kohtaro, Seishiro/ Mother Earth and everyone who has continued to love, support and inspire us
PEACE & LOVE