Folly Group

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Listen to 'Butt No Rifle' on Folly Group's debut EP here: https://FollyGroup.lnk.to/AwakeAndHungry Connect with Folly Group: https://www.facebook.com/follygroupcomms https://www.instagram.com/follygroupcomms Director / Producer: William May DP / Editor: Oscar Carrier Costume Designer: Poppy Lees AC: Mahli Piti Lyrics: It is the capital, It is the refusal, It is the realism, That I’m referred to. I eloped when shit got real To a castle on a hill With a spur hung off my heel, but no rifle. I am kindly as a bit, On the saddle where I sit, With a stetson, perfect fit, but no rifle. I can show you to the killer, But I ain’t got the instinct, I am on my cowboy shit with no rifle. There is memory, forgetting, And intention, that is it. I am on my cowboy shit with no rifle. Time, where does it go to? Kills the things it grows to, Laughs at what we go through, I submit to love. Yield to understanding, Be a flock of doves, There is no reprimanding, When submitting to love. I eloped when shit got real To a castle on a hill With a spur hung off my heel, but no rifle. There is memory, forgetting, And intention, that is it. I am on my cowboy shit with no rifle. Yield to understanding, Be a flock of doves, There is no reprimanding, When submitting to love. Surrender to your instinct, Surrender to your gut, There is no understanding. I submit to love. #FollyGroup #ButtNoRifle