Ke Januwari
A collective, not a person
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 7.6s
- length
- 2:50
- language
- En
lyrics
(eish) Ten days into January and the street is a different country Same corners, same people, nobody making a sound The speaker that ran for three weeks is back in its box (in its box) And nobody mentions the box, that is the etiquette December is a promise (a promise) January is the invoice, and we all signed it Ke Januwari (Januwari) The quietest month in the loudest neighbourhood Ke Januwari We spent it all and we would do it again The lady who fed forty people is eating alone now We greet her twice as loud so she does not feel it That is the whole system, that is how it works here (how it works here) Nobody has money and nobody is alone, we chose that trade (claps, no drums) Eleven months... eleven months... (DROP) Ke Januwari (Januwari) The quietest month in the loudest neighbourhood Ke Januwari We spent it all and we would do it again (Januwari...)