The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Tyla Gods Or Dogs
Mmmm Mmmm Hey, Sofie, take your feet of the table Hey, mmm Taking tea with the Kings today Charlie slept outside my door We´re the rotten hellraise slang gang We´re coming round for more The sold out white slate faced geordies Climbing the walls of their dreams While others furnish nightmares With demons and unspeakable things Tonight you sit up with the dogs Surrounded by their trust Tonight you sit up with the gods Doing the things that you must, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah Mmmm Mmmm, yeah He ate pizza and he pissed in the sink Surrounded by the gypsy chemist I think Everything from antibiotics to zinc And the smell of the slash that he hashed in the trash Tonight you sit up with the dog Surrounded by your trust Tonight you sit up with the god Doing the things that you must, yeah That you must, yeah Is this the path of instinct we cross The one we´ve travelled alone before Take your parents to the back of the room Put the gun on the floor Tonight you find that the things you´ve signed All got too much Tonight you sit up with the dogs Doing the things you must Tonight you sit up with the dogs Doing the thing, tonight We´re fine Tonight you find that the things you´ve signed All got too much Tonight you find the things you´ve signed Got too much Tonight you sit up with the dogs Surrounded by their trust Tonight you sit up with the dogs Doing the things you must Tonight you sit up with the dogs Oooh Tonight you sit up with the dogs Doing the things you´ll find Tonight you sit up with the dogs
