Monster Florence - JONNY (Official Video)

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The official video for ‘JONNY’ by Monster Florence
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Directed by Aidan Cochrane and Aaron Lamb
DOP/Edit/Colour: Aaron Lamb
Creative Direction/VFX: Aidan Cochrane
1st AC: Blair Ferguson
B-Cam: Ben Cooke
Production Company: Six Eyes Productions
Location Manager: Lucia Mason
Location: Oslo, Hackney

Written/Performed: Monster Florence
Produced/Mixed: Tom Donovan
Mastered: Mike Bozzi

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Lyrics:

Full pelt down a landslide, I’m swigging Listerine
Wash away while I capsize, in inabilities
You’re not safe in that slag’s mind, she wants her mini-me’s
Run the race if you’re rat-like, just keep a little cheese
Press un-play, you’re on standby and now you’re middled age
Second season of sad sight and daddy needs a raise
Debt collectors a fat guy, keeps turning up with mates
And demanding a plate when I just made a bolognese

Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race
Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race

Honey on a bun
Secrets on the pillow
Look what you gone and done
She said “fuck it” I said “ditto”
Look now we on the run
Turn to me like “how we get home?”
Like I am not the one
Honey on a bun

Tick follows tock, follows tick, follows tock
Tell me how long have we got on this big hollow rock
Told me I’m too lit, I’m literally not
Told me take it all off but there’s bits in my sock
I think it was room 47, she said 45 minutes ’til the next session
So I’m guessing there won’t be no fucking wedding
Always did love a happy ending, always did run it like the reverend
The man, the myth, the legend, I’m fucking up a pack like I’m opening a present
I’m fucking off my- Tick follows tock, follows tick, follows tock
How long have we got on this big hollow- what what

Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race
Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race

Fuck your peace sign
Yeah I really meant it when I said it, never rewind
Burning in the belly in my eyes and on a three five
Try’na keep me calm, they’re piping up but on a decline
I can’t seem to keep quite right, from the knee height
Something ‘bout the cut of him, that something doesn’t seem right
Stuck with his injustice in his buggy and he squeezed tight
Never let it go and now he’s foaming out on each side
Better believe I tried

Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race
Ch-ch-ch-ch-cheese
One, two, three, four, race

Honey on a bun
Secrets on the pillow
Look what you gone and done
She said “fuck it” I said “ditto”
Look now we on the run
Turn to me like “how we get home?”
Like I am not the one
Honey on a bun

Jonny made a baby, Jonny made a beat
Jonnies on the park bench, bobbies on the beat
No, the kids don’t play heads and volleys in the street
Singing “please let me land somewhere but the concrete”
I’m weak at the knees, the birds, the bees
Fall in love for free, burn the receipt
Of course I couldn’t see, I turned the cheek
If you got it all for free, then it weren’t nothing cheap, you’ll see

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Thank you to:

Alfie Hanks
Brooke Clarke
Byron Pegrum
Charley Banyard
Charlie Wade
George Bancroft
George Napp
Isaac Lock
Joey Lester
Jorel Williams
Kendall Pegg
Lamonte Hunte
Rhys Richards
Salem Fox
Tommy Rea