1. |
Always In A Minor Key
03:31
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First you give up, and then you give into it
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2. |
Prosperous Sun
02:51
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Made some bad decisions
yeah more than just a few
In the name of love
and in the name of fun
and in the name of art I guess
Doubled was my vision
muffled was my muse
Well she came to me like tragedy installed inside my chest
Some people only mine diamonds
Some people only pan gold under a prosperous sun
We dress to the nines in Surrender White
collecting the scraps that fall down from above
Woke up on the front page
slept right through the headlines
Must have took the long train
must have booked the wrong flight
But I've - still got the credit card, still got the house keys
Still got our body parts, still got our sanity
Still got some good friends, still got some bad ones too
Still got some old debts, still tryin' to pay a few
Still working long nights, still getting short-billed
Still set my hopes high, I guess I always will
Still got a feeling that we'll end up ok
I don't know how but it's better that way
Some people only mine diamonds
Some people only pan gold under a prosperous sun
We dress to the nines in Surrender White
collecting the scraps that fall down from above
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3. |
Damnage
05:29
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I want your germs swimming in my mouth
I want them singing to my fillings
I want them crooning to my crowns
And I want your love squirming in my arms
I want you wishing I was never gone, wishing I was never gone
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go home without you
I want your sweat soaking in my palm
I want your violent attention
I want your undivided harm
And I want your love screaming in my heart
I want you wishing I was never gone, wishing I was never gone
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go home without you
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4. |
8 Billion Links
05:42
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For every subtle reaction
the shift of infinite change
The planet turns on its axis
in imperceptible ways
Every breath, every blink, every footstep
Every word, every wish, every bold threat
We look to the skies
For every subtle reaction
The silent agent of change
8 billion links, none of which the same
All connected by the one thing that keeps'em on the chain
Every breath, every blink, every footstep
Every word, every wish, every bold threat
Somewhere a wave is crashing in the sea
the corresponding ripples leading back to me
Some find their future by a twist of fate
Some find it dying on their dinner plate
Some find it slowly like a pain that grows and then consumes you
It's too late, it's true life
it's alright, we'll all be going there soon.
Light years older then the oceans
Lifetimes catching up to me
All these wasted incarnations
coming back to claim their history
Somewhere a wave is crashing in the sea
the corresponding ripples leading back to me
And I can't see it but I feel it all the same
our fates connected by a single drop of rain
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5. |
All of The Flats
04:58
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Fiona calls late night and asks if I'm sleeping
A rhetorical question, we both know, but still
Oh and I lie of course and I say "no I've been reading"
and she laughs a little like I know that she will.
Fiona, Fiona, Fiona
I've loved you too long I can tell
Well you said from the start I'd regret that we met
but I just had to find out for myself
And all of the flats left in London my love
couldn't house my desire for you
And all of the flats left in London my love
couldn't house my desire for you
It's four in the a.m, and I'm forced to function
while everyone else lies asleep in their beds.
And that should be me but now I'm talking to Fi,
and telling her that "I'll be over in ten".
Fiona, Fiona, Fiona
I've loved you all wrong I can tell
Well you said from the start I'd regret that we met
but I just had to find out for myself
And all of the flats left in London my love
couldn't house my desire for you
And all of the flats left in London my love
couldn't house my desire for you
Call me your cautious prince
Call me your finders fee
Call me your holiday
Call me your casualty
Call me your desperate dog
Call me your howling hound
Call me your guilty plea
Call me your 'down-and-out'
Call me your pity sex
Call me your drunken dunce
Call me your minor key
Call me your crooked hunch
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6. |
Hallways
02:08
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7. |
Howling Jaws
03:40
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I forgot about the sky for a minute
I forgot about the buildings too
The wind the trees the yellow sun
The dirty streets and the pale white moon
And the dogs were barking loud and bloody
But I forgot about their howling jaws
And all I heard was sweet, sweet nothing
and open space was all I saw
Now that everything is gone I've got a new life
It won't last too long but it’s alright
I'm checking out, I'm moving inside
Don't wake me when it's over, wake me when it's over
Go back
Somewhere at the bottom remember that
(So sad, so simple, so sweet, so
Same shit still weighing on my mind)
I forgot that I felt something awful
I forgot about my slow decline
My heart, my gut, my bank account
All the things that I've deprived
And the dogs were barking loud and bloody
But I forgot about their howling jaws
And all I heard was sweet, sweet nothing
and open space was all I saw
Now that everything is gone I've got a new life
It won't last too long but its alright
I'm checking out, I'm moving inside
Don't wake me when it's over, wake me when it's over
Go back
Somewhere at the bottom remember that
(So sad, so simple, so sweet, so
Same shit still weighing on my mind)
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8. |
Yes, Queen
02:59
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Maybe in another life
Maybe in another time
We were rich we were royalty
We serviced, we were spoiled sweet
We never had to dig our hands in the dirt
Never had to do anything
And if I knew all the rules I would play along
Because I never claimed to know better, I just thought I wasn't wrong
All of the stars will align just to shine down on us
when we arrive and they call out our names in chorus
We're not the same but we're close enough for this love
Enough for this love
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Maybe when the morning comes
Maybe when we sober up
We can sit and we can talk it out
All the money and this dirty house
I always knew what I wanted to do
it just never paid enough to count
And if I knew all the rules I would play along
Because I never claimed to know better, I just thought I wasn't wrong
All of the stars will align just to shine down on us
when we arrive and they call out our names in chorus
We're not the same but we're close enough for this love
Enough for this love
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
Yes queen, yes queen, yes queen
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9. |
Strangers On The Avenue
02:53
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Look at all the interesting people
surely leading interesting lives
oh I cannot begin to imagine what that's like
Even though I think about it all the time
I think about it all the time
Look at how they shuffle down the sidewalk
Oblivious to everything around
Strangers on the avenue
and strangers underground
Moving up and moving down
stepping in and stepping out
The truth, the lie
the jury, the judge and the alibi
I am not the one that's right I am just watching
And someday I'll be blamed for this I know
And someday I'll be blamed for this
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10. |
Bad Thoughts
01:29
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Don’t get down on yourself
don’t get sad now darling
You know there ain’t no need to act like that
Because I’ve been lonesome and lost
and I’ve been longing just like you
and reaching for those things I just can’t grasp
But don’t stop working
keep following the voice inside your heart
don’t listen to those bad thoughts in your mind
And wipe those tears from your eye
we might be broke but we’ve got time
you know everything will all end up just fine
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Bad Galaxy Brooklyn, New York
Next show:
7/30/19 - 9pm @ Niagara in Manhattan (LES)
Bad Galaxy recommends:
Just listen and you will understand :) One of the best 'bedroom' pop albums that I've ever heard! Perfect summertime jams
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