1. |
Sunset Sarsaparilla
01:39
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2. |
Biggest Fan
03:17
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Hey buddy lend him a rhyme,
he won't spend it on punk rock he promised,
he's got a Rick Flair attitude,
but he thinks he's Kane inside if he's honest
and he thinks he sounds hoarse
but he knows he's just lame
and he'll slash his bedroom posters
and call it modern art
he'll journal anguished feelings
at least its a start
scribble down a title
an ill fitted name
and all the songs will be the same
all the same
you were the cool kid at school
but I'm afraid that i've forgotten
oh everything about you
well isn't that just rotten
now i'll admit im impress
cause now you're stuck in my head
now i'll slash my bedroom posters
and call it modern art
i'll journal anguished feelings
at least its a start
scribble down a title
an ill fitted name
and all the songs will be the same
all the same
you know, i know every word
and i laugh every time
well at least you tried
and no i can't lie
i know it's no good
you did it cause you can
even though i laugh at you
i'm your biggest fan
*Rick Flair noises*
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3. |
Caribbean Twist
02:44
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you walked me through rusted gates and forgotten cliffs,
you showed me where you buried your Caribbean Twist
you said king eddie's was nicer
as we sat and watched the H.G. Wellian splicers
come up to shore
feeling like our own Dr. Moreau
i think about your family kicking sticks
on the set of a romantic comedy flick
going weeks without sunlight
get daily vitamins
from bovril and marmite
and sunday roats (chuckles in studio recording)
i'm dreaming of a childhood by the coast
look out oh the waves come crashing in
now look what might have been
look out it's a green primal sin
so i sit on the hillside under the sun
slowly forgetting that i'd ever had fun
it's not exactly a hole
i just connect it to a life on the payroll
oh won't you just
take me to the northern coast
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4. |
Menin Gate
03:14
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Standing in the menin gate
under names of fallen heroes
the choir should have practiced
by this stage
one more hymn then we can go
down in the tunnel
it was hard to pass the time
embarrassing myself on adolescent rhymes
sat on an old coach
with the memphis seats
i hear the next stop is the coast
so we played out in the rain
just a band of english students
the singer bellowed guten tag, bonjour
the silence deafening me still
oh the vibrations,
the tether in my pocket
i was tempted to wait the weekend and say i lost it
oh but to think
that i could enjoy just one day
well i was ever the optimist
and i was never off my phone
so my memory is skewed
im sure there was a bandstand
where we played fleetwood mac
wish i'd taken in that view
so we walked around in Bruges
hearing all about the movie
once again you call me paranoid
i'd hoped you'd called to say you're leaving
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5. |
Diving Board
03:07
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come down and join our competition
a row of divers by the sea
real shame im representing britain
what an unfortunate scene
pale skin and thicker in the middle
think im getting quite shy
out they come, oh fitter than a fiddle
is that hercules I spy?
on a natural diving board
water clearer than the sky
i see their bodies in the afternoon sun
but they also see mine
so I jump and crash into the water
seemed the only place to hide
fish me out and put me to the slaughter
whale my envious hide
look here come the americans
don't they glimmer as they shine
I see their bodies in the afternoon sun
as I cover up mine
can I appreciate my body
through a critical lense
oh of course you'll hear from anybody
but it's only just pretend
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6. |
A Witch Appears
04:22
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I think im trying to call you
i guess you left your spine at home
you left it there for 13 years
and it took a while to grow
a witch appeared before me
she presented a magic ball
said i could dip inside and choose a time
that i could forget once and for all
an image fades into existence
it gets clearer, more and more
its here i see my younger self
crying on the laminate floor
how i wished to beat you round the head
and show you all the things you could be doing instead
but its useless
i think i'm trying to call you
you left your spine in your bedroom drawer,
you left it there for 13 years
and you dont listen to me anymore
the witch said don't be alarmed now
i see you're feeling quite distressed
just speak to the ball some guidance
and get yourself out of this mess
i must admit that i'd wanted
this feeling for a while
this memories been a torment
and made it hard to get by
I gaze in your crystal blue eyes and
i see a glacier of pain
i'd say you put it on yourself
but you're not all to blame
i know you want catharsis
from a time that you regret
but you'll never have learned anything
if you just choose to forget
i turned to the witch and i bowed my head
thanked her for her time and told her this is the end
no deal
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7. |
Capo on 4
04:17
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I'll try to find the words babe
i'll try to jot them down
can't seem to find the paper
so i can read them all out
so i'll just sit and mull the over
before i sing them all aloud
before i sing them all aloud
unhappy with my progress
i throw the words away
too many useless similies
that all seem like wasted space
so i'll just turn around the corner
so i can try and hide away
so i can try and hide away
now just a boring hermit
stuck in a dreaming daze
it's hard to reminisce when
you've not done anything
so i'll just try and write a story
so i seem more than me today
so i seem more than me today
so i seem more than me
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8. |
Overwhelmed
04:52
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Hun are you sure you're doing okay?
I've never seen you like this before
just this morning you were smiling
now i've found you on the floor,
do you need my hand?
or maybe something more?
just think you're overwhelmed
" sorry i didn't mean to scare you
think its just been one of those days
its not that i am feeling hollow
guess im just feeling out of place
just give me your hand
i'll need nothing more
just think im overhwelmed"
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9. |
Make My Day
05:19
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I think about a time before
when getting by felt such a chore
I always knew
that i wanted more
i started to tick the list
white picket fence
you get the jist
you won't believe what i have missed
so make my day
show me something new
make my day
give me something to do
I dreamt of a suit and tie
i must have been out of my mind
but i guess that i would see in time
a pocket of royal face
burns nicely on my fireplace
as i wish to be
a waste of space
so make my day
show me something new
make my day
give me something to do
back in those days
we suffered there with a smile
we were all in hell together
now im on my pyre
im suddenly looking down
well now it all seems wrong so
make my day
show me something new
make my day
give me something to do
make my day
show me something new
make my day
give me something to do
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10. |
White Marquee
04:03
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the rain batters the tin roof
you drag me out in my waterproof
seems the park has come together
despite this awful whether
on this sunday afternoon
even colin makes a show
he pulls a marquee from his bungalow
as he sets out all the pieces
we lay about in creases
on this sunday afternoon
your guitar's covered in dust
all you ever played was stray cat strut
as I see your legs are shaking
my little heart is breaking
on this sunday afternoon
when i catch myself crying
i'll think of you whistling Paul Simon
in this white marquee in the rain
i couldn't make out what you'd say
i didn't know these songs anyway
senioritas all a-swayin
and olly's army stayin
and a boxer there for sure
you didn't hit a note wrong
to think i'd never heard a paul weller song
with the cars left on the pavement
you played that's entertainment
to a crowd of 22
when i catch myself crying
i'll think of you whistling Paul Simon
in this white marquee in the rain
in a sea of thorns and thistles
i hear my father whistle
that old famous little tune
that old famous little tune
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Holiday in Tokyo Consett, UK
We like to play sad, funky chords over cool beats and sing songs about anxiety, small town attitudes and food.
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