B-sides

We’re Happening

I let it go,
Didn’t I say so?
Yeah you should know
It’s no thanks to you though
When I come out
You don’t really get it
It freaks you out
But only ‘cause you let it

All the dormitory bunks split trust-fund punks
So the ragga-rich boys make poor boy’s noise
The living dead ain’t down on luck
Don’t pretend you don’t give a fuck

‘Cause we’re happening
We’re happening
We’re happening

Yeah come sit down
No I don’t wanna bore you
We don’t hang out
Maybe we should do
When I go out
I keep my mouth shut
I’m sweet all night
Everyone is cool but

I studied here two years ago
Do you know all the guys I know?
Miles high and inches deep
And that is quite an arty cliqué

We are happening
We are happening
We are happening

Who are you, what do you do?
Oh yeah, I like doing nothing too
Oh, all your friends like The Gang Of Four?
No none of mine have ever heard ‘em before

But we are happening
We are happening
We are happening

We are happening
We are happening
We are happening

We are happening
We are happening
Was it happening?

Out of the Way

You look like you’re out of season
You need height and sense of reason
You say things I’d rather not know
Coming on strong
I ask too much though

Aaaaaah, aaaaah (2x)

You grew up in disarray
I could feel another way
Do you think you’ll be okay?
Hey, hey, hey
You’ve just gotta say

You look like you’re out of season
You need height and sense of reason
You say things I’d rather not know
Coming on strong
I ask too much though

Aaaaaah, aaaaah (2x)

You grew up in disarray
I could feel another way
Do you think you’ll be okay?
Hey, hey, hey
You’ve just gotta say

Well, it’s really not my place to say
But you know where I wanna be
You’re just a big mistake to me

You grew up in disarray
I could feel another way
Do you think you’ll be okay?
Hey, hey, hey
You’ve just gotta say

Hey, hey, hey
You’ve just gotta say

It’s All Good

German, French, Egyptian or Afghan
Uber chic was that freakin’ kaftan
Pretty far out, maybe we could
I know it’s old, but it’s all good

It’s all good

Trading post to tropical punch shows
Quite a pump at twelve cappuccinos
It got away and so it should
Prove your worth so it’s all good

It’s all good (4x)

This could be the end of an era
I take doubt it could not be clearer
Call it quits
You know you should
I know it’s hard but it’s all good

It’s all good (4x)

It’s all good (7x)

Tuck and Roll

What’s bitching about tuck and roll?
Oh, I hate being out of control
But you had to call all the shots
And you’re high, when you’re not, are you not?
Oh, I’m grinding my teeth and I’m carving a much sharper jaw
It’s just something new that I’ve never considered before

Oh, where are you at?
I’m dehydrated
Oh, look at that, I wish we waited
I’m calling back whoever is calling
I made it up but the truth is appalling

You said you gave up but forgot
So is it appealing or what?
Oh, ain’t it a curious thing when your finger’s too fat for your ring?
Would you be more happy if life was just strait down a line
Maybe it’s meant to be punishing them by desire

Oh, where are you at?
I’m dehydrated
Oh, look at that, I wish we waited
I’m calling back whoever is calling
I made it up but the truth is appalling

Oh, where are you at?
I’m dehydrated
Oh, look at that, I wish we waited
I’m calling back whoever is calling
I made it up but the truth is appalling (2x)

Primal Urges

Primal urges
Animal urges
My appetite urges
Like a good fight urges

Primal urges
Sexual urges
Those killer urges
Oh, I forgot what the word is

Why the fuck are you looking at me?
Pound for pound it could be easy
But you’ve got me wrong, you’ve got me wrong
I’ve got my primal urges

Primal urges
Intimate urges
Are unappeasable urges
But it’s never been worth it

A forehead mounted register glows
Straight through the emperors new clothes
But I play along, I play along
I got my primal urges

Primal urges
Animal urges
My appetite urges
Like a good fight urges

Primal urges
Sexual urges
Those killer urges
Oh, I forgot what the word is

Why the fuck are you looking at me?
Pound for pound it could be easy
But you’ve got me wrong, you’ve got me wrong
I’ve got my primal urges

Tiger Blood

You’d do it different but it’s not up to you
You had it easy but had nothing to do

I’m not convinced that I’m doing it right
Just suck it up and say it’s all good in spite
You’re moving in a different class
Drinking red wine from a brandy glass, oh no

That’s not to say
We’re doing it in your way
Tiger blood

You fucked it up and thought that I’d understand
But I don’t like what you are saying off-hand

And when I went for you
You bit me back good
Laying in the corner like an animal would
By playing on my biggest fear
I watched you walking out of here
It hurts

That’s not to say
We’re doing it in your way
Tiger blood

Who would have thought that you would be
In to get one up on me
It hurts

That’s not to say
We’re doing it in your way
Tiger blood

Blow Your Mind

A victim of your own tribulations
Boredom and superiority
But don’t ask me, I’ve got my reservations
A self-inflicted dose of pain and sorrow
Just like I should be writing poetry
But don’t blame me I won’t be here tomorrow

By chance or design
It doesn’t matter of course
You know I know your kind and darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind but darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind

It looks like you’ve went from misbehaving
Longing for some notoriety
But don’t blame me
I’m not guilty of causing this craving
Crash starts are whether you’re a coward
Of simple fiction that’s a guarantee
But don’t expect me to be turned with champagne and flowers

But all will be fine
I promise you
‘Cause you know I know your kind and darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind and darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind

‘Cause I’m bored and I can’t wait to get next to someone new
‘Cause I’m bored in I’m cursing as when I’m with you
‘Cause I’m bored
But I knew the time would come, yeah I knew it all along
‘Cause I know your kind and darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind but darling, I will blow your mind
I know your kind

Panic Attack

Wrap me up in hammered velvet
Hide under the sheets with me
Get into the television
Sugarcoat reality
Paralyse intrepidation
I’m beaten by anxiety
Lift the weight of the world, it’s hanging on me

It’s got my body shaking
I’m hiding in my room
It put me out and on my back
Panic attack

You know simply optimistic
And altogether overcome with self-destructive irritation
I resented everyone
I was always well-adjusted
But I’m going down a rabbit hole
Further and further and further out of control

And now I’m feeling dizzy
And I’m giving up
I shut my eyes, the room went black
Panic attack

It is all-consuming
And now I can’t be fucked
My legs give up and I fall back
Panic attack
Panic attack

Make You Mine

I can see now you’ve stepped into the light
You’ve got those bright kind of eyes that I like
I kinda lie and I can’t find a way through
I’ve obscured my own view

Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make it
Make it seem like I’m alright

I took my first steps walking on the wing
I’ve got a good mind and a fist full of string
I’m walking on the surface all up to my knees
I can’t get no relief

Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make it
Make it seem like I’m alright

All my pretending makes me ache
One day I might persuade myself to take my foot off the break

Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make you mine
Well I’d do anything to make it
Make it seem like I’m alright

Living Out Your Dreams Backwards

I’m waiting at the door
To my imagination
If it stays shut
Won’t give it up
I’ll wait for it

I would like to see you again
I would like to see you again

I’m quiet in the dark
With eyes wide open
Don’t be the one to give it up
Just wait for it

I would like to see you again
I would like to see you again

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