1. |
What A Scene
02:32
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V1
Meaningless words, radio fodder
We could be stars if we could be bothered
Put on a costume, do up your hair
We could be stars if anyone cared
Chr
Cool kids who’ve got nothing better to do
Parties you don’t get invited to
Secret gig in a living room
What a scene, what a scene, what a scene
V2
Get up on stage, pull out your heart
We could be stars if we could be arsed
Take off your costume, cut off your hair
We could be stars if anyone cared
Chr – Bridge- Solo – Chr
Chr 2
Vintage clothes and messy hair
But not much going on upstairs
Most of the city is unaware
What a scene, what a scene, what a scene…
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2. |
Is This The Future?
02:49
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V1
Is this the future, the way we are
Boring blokes with guitars
Singing on adverts for cheap cars
Is this the future, the way I am, stuck with a bunch of boring bands
Jokes which just got out of hand
Someone let me out…
Chr
Cuz I’ve been finding modern life a bore, nothing to get excited for,
Clap your hands if you want more… well, suit yourself.
I’ll waste my life and that’s just tough but did I waste my youth enough?
So if this is it… sod it
V2
Is this the future, on websites
Thoughts are shrunk to megabytes
Everyone just wants to be liked
Is the future, the one I see
Buried in layers of irony
Make something up yourself
Someone let me out…
Chr
Bridge
It’s all the same, every day
Nothing new is ever made
It wouldn’t be popular anyway
Unless it’s a chance to get off your face
The only thing, worse than that
Is having to live in the past
But everyone seems to be doing just that, so…
Let me out, let me out… (repeat)
Chr 2
I’ve been finding etc…
So if this is it: just go
Everything must go
Just go
Everything must go (repeat)
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3. |
Dead End
03:17
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V1
I have been walking down these streets
They hurt my feet, they hurt me
My precious pride is on a leash
It’s not in such good shape
This is my home, it’s in my bones
These stones will not desert me
And they will not leave me alone
No there is no escape
Chorus
Round every corner, round every bend
Every road’s a dead end…
V2
This is the ground on which I fell,
Under the spell of childhood
There is no hope, no hope in hell
Or in a Midlands town
Just settle in, get wedding rings
Do normal things like you should
I think I’ve covered everything
So what should I do now?
Chr – Breakdown – quiet bit – V1 repeat – end noiseness
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4. |
XY
03:06
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V1
You’re the one for me but could you please tell my subconscious?
Cuz when I go to sleep all of my dreams are full of wrongness
Wake me up, make it stop
Yes it’s impolite but with these words I must speak frankly
You always have my love but you don’t always have my fancy
Pathetic, genetics
Chr
It’s all in my chromosones
XY, that’s why
My affection starts to roam
XY, that’s why
XY, that’s why
V2
I smother every impulse but the fact is that it’s there
You’re always in my heart but only renting downstairs
Sporadic, fanatic
I would never act upon these twisted little urges
But when temptation comes to me my hormone level surges
I distrust, my own lust
Chr
p.t.o
Bridge
I wake up with the guilt, from all of these dreams I don’t understand
I wake up with the guilt, the guilt on my quilt, the guilt on my hands
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5. |
Drink
04:03
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V1
I can’t make my approach, without a vodka coke or three
I want to see inside yer, so have yourself a cider on me
Chorus
I don’t wanna be here, I just want you to know
Drink a little more dear, we’ve got so much further to go
V2
With no natural attraction, a chemical reaction will do
This fuzzy drunken feeling, makes me more appealing to you
Chr - solo
V3
I can’t make my approach, without a vodka coke or three,
I want to be inside yer, so have yourself a cider on me
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