1. |
Back In The Laneway
04:34
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This sense this emotion,
It’s draining my world.
Like swimming in oceans,
But dying of thirst.
It’s so dam demanding,
This feeling of worth.
When comforts to pure,
To try to rehearse.
And we just sank.
Because it’s not entirely fair.
It’s not right.
But it’s not entirely fair.
And if I’m just a gesture,
And you’re just a light.
And when I asked you if you meant it.
You said, you thought you might.
And I wanted to be with you,
But for more than just one night.
And I wanted to come over,
And put things in your mind.
When I’m bound and receiving,
That’s when I need it.
Falls like Murano glass on Christmas day.
Back in the laneway,
Where all this started.
You were the beater,
And I was the watcher too.
But you cant stop me now.
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2. |
Follow
04:13
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All in time.
Just to get by.
Because I wrote the book on lying.
Because I met someone I liked,
And I followed.
Ill shed some light,
On this time.
As I offered her my mind,
But she met someone she liked,
And she followed.
All my life,
to sacrifice.
Something that I thought was right.
Step so light,
As I lay quite,
As you trample on my mind.
All in time.
Just to get by.
As I focused on the time.
As I wrote down words I liked,
And he followed.
Heard the beat,
Saw my feet.
And he started to walk like me.
But the hill was far to steep,
And he slipped.
And oh your caving in,
Your letting go.
You let them walk all over you.
You look so calm.
Lend me your arm,
And let me always follow you.
All in time.
Just to get by.
Because I knew we had our time.
Because I met someone I liked,
And she followed.
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3. |
The Lights, The Sound
03:33
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I held your hair,
This is a beauty site.
Your mind so full,
Thoughts are intertwined,
Between your ears, and between your thighs.
The words are hidden, yeah, they’re hidden in your eyes.
The lights are dim and my hands are tied.
I'm falling in as the water hits the tide.
The colours run, still pictures in my mind.
A bodysnatch as I watch the steps unwind.
My heart is like a motor running,
It can’t stop until the feelings going.
Last laugh, we need attention people.
Fight hard, to get me when we go.
Ohhh, It’s not unappreciated.
The Light, the sound, the pause, the tremble from yours lips.
Can’t breath,
The heat,
The unpresenting bluff, we need to keep.
The silence from the start so go, release.
There was fire from the start, so go release.
The effort to be found, but not to keep.
The voice inside our heads that needs to speak.
You don’t need to feel this weight to feel this heat.
And you said “nine months wasted”,
But I’ll never think of it like that, no.
“nine months wasted”,
I’m sorry, I never thought my feelings would go.
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4. |
Friends
04:02
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See her, she’s doused in soapy water.
She never had the bones.
Sunflower-eyes to water.
She’s never gonna,
Tease me,
Or tell me what you want to know.
Appease me,
I know exactly where you’re coming from.
Tell me, that I am not there.
Release me, cause I’m not.
She’s always swimming round my head.
I never got a chance to be your friend.
If there’s something worth undressing.
You feel it in your bones.
Escape the morning landslide.
She’s never coming home.
And tell me what you want to know.
Appease me.
I know exactly where you’re coming from.
And tell me, that I am not there.
Release me, cause I’m not.
She’s always swimming round my head.
I never got a chance to be your friend.
She’s always swimming round my head.
I never got a chance to be your friend.
Think what you wanna think,
I only like you when you’re fun.
(Think what you wanna think,
I only like you when you’re fun.)
She’s always swimming round my head.
I never got a chance to be your friend.
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The McQueens Melbourne, Australia
Steve McQueen was known as “The King of Cool”. This may seem a hard legacy to live up to, but The McQueens do a very good job. If Steve perfected the art of acting, the band have perfected the art of electro infused rock. Simultaneously dark and danceable, dense, and full of attitude. The McQueens are Noah Harris (vox/gtr/keys), Tibby McNab (Bass), Yano Newman (gtr) and Harry Monaghan (Drums). ... more
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