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Tonight I Saved A Life
04:04
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I’ll write a book about this life
And you won’t think it fiction
I want you to like me
So I’ll speak in actor’s diction
But I bet that you’ll love me
And I’m known to trust a flutter
The rain may fall but we’ll dance on
Like coins fell through the gutter
Is this place the worst place that you have ever been?
Is my sweat the sweetest you have felt on your skin?
That horror, that horror, that horror that you knew
Is music, it's music that you are dancing to
I kissed a girl soft on the lips
And she returned the favour
I sucked on sodden beermats
To taste liberty’s sweet flavour
But I was sold headaches
Left but apathy to savour
And the one who stole my heart
Went free spite bad behaviour
So look to me don't try to see that television
Look to me don't try to see that television
Do you feel my warm sweat, do you feel my beating heart?
If you want to see heaven I know just the place to start
Dig deep, dig dark, deep between your flesh
For that motion, emotion, that you think suits you best
I kissed a girl soft on the lips
And she returned the favour
I sucked on sodden beermats
To taste liberty’s sweet flavour
But I was sold headaches
Left but apathy to savour
And the one who stole my heart
Went free spite bad behaviour
So look to me don't try to see that television
Look to me don't try to see that television
Tonight you're drinking at The Queen's Head
Same hopeful thinking, same hopeless dread
Tonight you're moving at The Queen's Head
Don't lose that feeling, don't lose your head
I wrote a book about this life
And tried sell it as fiction
I wanted you to love me
But I spoke in drunken diction
So I bet that you hate me
And I’m known to trust a flutter
The rain may fall
But we’ll dance on
Like coins fell through the gutter
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Til Death Do Us Part
04:22
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My best mate got married!
My best mate got married!
The DJ name is gary
Oh wait, no, that’s the bridesgrooms dad
We're all happy as Larry, mate
The sun doth set, and the moon’s come up
But I don’t give a shit
Oh fucking hell, that bridesmaid is uncanny
Have you seen any sunsets lately?
They remind me of you baby
Sorry if I scared you lately
But loving is feeling, and something just don’t feel right
Clutch your sweetheart, and keep your bodies turning
The fire in your heart, the only flame still burning
Toss your rose darling on my grave
Throw your hands up to a dead star gaze
Two hops this time, bam bam
Four hops this time, bam bam bam bam
Do the robot baby
You're from outer space
Where'd you get your dress from?
Oh, right, yeah, I think I know the place
My tie ain't silk, it's satin, you know
*indistinct* You alright?
On this stage I am just me
(Yeah, yeah I’m fine)
But together, oh the stars we could be
Long nights tend to make one lonely
(I just need a glass of water)
So come closer, darling, I don’t want the space to think
Clutch your sweetheart, and keep your bodies turning
The fire in your heart, the only flame still burning
Toss your rose darling on my grave
Throw your hands up to a dead star gaze
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Committed
03:21
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We can’t bring you your salvation
We’re just puppets liberating
Touching, feeling, seeming, dreaming
Bite the breast from which you’re feeding
We can’t write the words to heal you
We’ll just write the words to kill you
Cut yourself in circumcision
Play us on your television
The lamplight is marmalade
My eye-sockets are oiled
A boy who cries for a loving touch
Is now a boy well spoiled
Want you touch
Want you to feel
Want you to say
Want you touch
Want you to feel
Want you to say
Once upon a time of futures lost
A present gifts itself
At sixty frames per second
Just use it like a netflix subscription
We can’t bring you your salvation
We’re just puppets liberating
Touching, feeling, seeming, dreaming
Bite the breast from which you’re feeding
We can’t write the words to heal you
We’ll just write the words to kill you
Cut yourself in circumcision
Play us on your television
Want you touch
(Come, my friends)
Want you to feel
(Juice my head)
Want you to say
(My spinal fluid stains the duvet)
Want you touch
(Cut the night)
Want you to feel
(Butterknife)
Want you to say
(Like her hips when it gets groovy)
Her fingertips in all their beauty
Ever-after 'neath moonshine
Le petit mort, serotonin's grip
I have committed…
Health and safety suicide
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4. |
Disco For One
04:34
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At the party, know the ones where you don’t go
All the people and the friends that you don’t know
People talking, saying maybe he’s gone solo
So low, he’s got nowhere to go
Knock knock?
Who's there
Me again
I know I'm not on the event but I brought you a bottle of blossom hill
The disco ball makes it the same colour as your hair
I always said to my mate that your hair reminds me of macchiatos
No, no, he's not coming, don't worry
1 2, skip a few
99 attending
Just pretend I'm not here
I’ll diffuse like a guff
Dispersing clumps of art school fluff
Crooks
In bondage trousers
Painting petrol shop flowers
They've read books!
Yeah, well
I’ve tried, I’ve tried
I just can’t keep dancing to
This disco for one
I just want someone to show it to
I’ve tried, I’ve tried
I just can’t keep dancing to
This disco for one
I just want someone to show it to
I'm a fly in the ointment
I'm a dentist appointment
I'm a buoy, I'm an iceberg
Just buoyant, I bluff:
The rough outweighs the groove
I spill my mug of rum and juice
Onto art school shoes
They've read books!
Yeah well, I've read books too...
If you were a supermarket,
I'd throw a violent tantrum in the milk aisle
Cos at least then you'd have a reason to cry
For me
Would you like to do the moonwalk with me?
I always told him I imagine you do the moonwalk so well
Can I take you home?
To play chess
Can I take you home?
To show you my CV?
From the dead of day
To the night's last breath
Like we would, if...
Like we would, if…
I’ve tried, I’ve tried
I just can’t keep dancing to
This disco for one
I just want someone to show it to
(At the party, know the ones where you don’t go
All the people and the friends that you don’t know
People talking, saying maybe he’s gone solo
So low, he’s got nowhere to go)
I’ve tried, I’ve tried
I just can’t keep dancing to
This disco for one
I just want someone to show it to
(I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried)
I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried, I’ve tried
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