Rare Americans - Brittle Bones Nicky 2 (Official Video)

Brittle Bones Nicky 1: Brittle Bones Nicky 3: Europe Tour 2024: - Sep 27 - LONDON - 14 (under 18 accompanied by an adult 18 ) - Sep 28 - PARIS - Under 16 accompanied by an adult - Oct 02 - AMSTERDAM - All Ages - Oct 04 - PRAGUE - All Ages - Oct 05 - HAMBURG - All Ages - Oct 06 - BERLIN - All Ages Canada! USA! We’re coming on tour to a city near you in 2025: - Feb 28 - Portland - Mar 1 - Seattle - Mar 2 - Boise - Mar 4 - Salt Lake City - Mar 6 - Sacramento - Mar 7 - Los Angeles - Mar 8 - Santa Ana - Mar 9 - Phoenix - Mar 11 - Dallas - Mar 12 - San Antonio - Mar 14 - Orlando - Mar 15 - Atlanta - Mar 16 - Charlotte - Mar 19 - New York City - Mar 20 - Washington DC - Mar 21 - Philadelphia - Mar 22 - Boston - Mar 25 - Columbus - Mar 26 - Detroit - Mar 27 - Chicago - Mar 29 - Denver - April 12 - Vancouver - April 24 - Edmonton - April 25 - Calgary - May 01 - Ottawa - May 02 - Montreal - May 03 - Toronto SUBSCRIBE SHARE US Merch Store: UK Merch Store: Like what we do? Then join the Rare Americans Fan Club⁠, which is now PAY WHAT YOU CAN! Get behind-the-scenes content not found anywhere else, unheard demos, merch discounts, and exclusive access to Rare Americans live hangs and events. -----MUSIC------ Written by: Rare Americans Produced by: Ben Kaplan, Chin Injeti, Rare Americans Recorded & Mixed by: Ben Kaplan by: Ben Kaplan Assistant Engineer: Liam Moes Mastered by: Chris Gehringer @ Stirling Sound -----VIDEO------ Animated by: Solis Animation Concept by: Rare Americans & Solis Animation -----LYRICS----- Welcome friends! Hello foe’s Thought my story was over, book closed? Think again, we’re no where close My eyes are open, cheers, we toast I am mother fucking ghost (he’s a ghost!) My heart beat blanked, through the ground I sank I met a driver, his name was Hank Told me we were on the way, when I asked to where He said, “can’t say, he himself decides your fate, I’ll drop you off right in front of the gates” A roller coaster kinda night My whole life right in plain site Saw my mom, held her hand Couldn’t wait to hug her in the promised land A rush of love, flight of doves I must be trippin, what a drug Am I going to Heaven or Hell? A question I have always asked myself Brittle Bones Nicky You were crafty and tricky It’s said that you were gold It’s said that you were gold! Welcome, welcome Nicky Welcome to heaven! Doors open up, I was usher’d in Hank said “good luck to ya kid” A sign on the door, it read “fate” Two arrows pointed, to 2 gates I’m a shoe in, I don’t hate God laughed right in my fucking face “No kid, you made many mistakes Started with the pie to Shifty’s face Go be with your mates, scoundrels, fakes You pay for sins in my place” Mom looked on, without a trace I was cast away, thrown, hell’s gate Said “this ain’t fare, you dealt those cards, I made the most of a terrible start” No voice came back, laughs from the pack Spit on my shoes, & clawed at my back I guess I belong in hell Is god the devil himself? Brittle Bones Nicky You’re not crafty or tricky You’re a son of a bitch, you’re alone Welcome to your new home It was a fucking zoo, rotting in spew Caged, a bird, bruised black and blue Cried “I gotta get out of this place” I heard a voice “only 1 way” It was Ben, it’d been years Saved him from the “3 musketeers” Man I was happy to see his face “I owe you one, I’ll help you out of this maze, “Approach the devil, with venomous grace Tell him you’ll fuck with the human race He may let you out, as a Ghost, a pawn To scare the shit out of who he wants if you serve time, do despicable crimes The “devil” might let you into heaven in time Lines right there for you to plead, say a prayer get on your knees” I gotta, get outta, this hell Would you sell your soul to save yourself? I’m not gonna, get pushed around I’m not going down, down, down! (Down!) I’m not going down! “Come on in, take a seat” He was turned around, only saw his feet The voice I knew, I’d just heard He turned around, it was God, he slurred “Surprised? Most of em’ are I’m Mufasa, and I’m Scar” Lily white shit gets old and trite Now tell me why you’re in my sight” “I’ll make you a deal, if I can’t close Banish me to the down below I’m crafty and tricky Millions of people dig me Let me go back, make people crack If I do you right, grant me a pass To see my mom, and watch her back” Brittle Bones Nicky He was crafty and tricky That son of a bitch was gold! Ya that son of a bitch was gold! So here I am, not quite a man But I always got a game plan I’ll ruffle feathers, fuck with folks But you know me, I’m a good bloke #rareamericans​ #BrittleBonesNicky​ #BrittleBonesNicky2 #BBN2