Return to Laughter EP

by The McQueens

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All Songs Written by The McQueens in 2013.
Recorded in 2013 at Ginger Studios.

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released November 9, 2013

All Songs Written by The McQueens
The McQueens are Noah Harris, Yano Newman, Tibby McNab, Harry Monaghan.

Noah Harris - Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Synthesizer
Yano Newman - Guitar.
Tibby McNab - Bass, Cello.
Harry Monaghan - Drums, Programming.

Albert Salt - Violin

Jimi Wyatt - Produced, Mixed and Engineered.
Brad Blackwood (Euphonic Masters) - Mastered.
Elena Kalis - Cover Art.

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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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Track Name: Hannah
She has two first names, but no address.
Are we making love, or making sense.
Cause I’ve had enough of consequence for this year.

Two left feet, but no good arm.
Have I lost my chance, or lost my charm.
When I’m losing touch, oh, she’s my only one.

She’s gone overboard,
And I don’t even know what for.

I said, Oh Hannah, why’d you stay?
You never, ever, ever, ever, felt that way.
The better it is, the worse it tastes.

And sometimes, Love, it’s hard.
But you were right about some things.
We all seem to play our parts. But you are the one I need.

She’s gone overboard,
And I don’t even know what for.

I said, Oh Hannah, why’d you stay?
You never, ever, ever, ever, felt that way.
The better it is, the worse it tastes.

And sometimes, Love, it’s hard.

Oh, she’s off again, screaming out.
Crying in her sleep, cotton-mouthed.
Track Name: Return to Laughter
Oh, you know.
A broken boy, who wears complacency, so well.
Well, I guess it was our return to laughter.
And so we fell into the trap that took our fathers;
or so they tell. But I’ve seen light, and I don’t mind it.

Bred to please and shake these empty wall. You know you were right, after all. Don’t you hold your tongue for things unsaid; wont make this any easier.

Cause it wasn’t very nice, but I didn’t really care, cause your feet were on the ground, but your words were everywhere.

Deserted wit, cause you don’t think you need it now.
When the choice is her’s, she’ll salt my words, increase the silence.

Bred to please and shake these empty walls. You know you were right, beautiful.
Don’t you hold your head for things unsaid; wont make this any easier.

Cause it wasn’t very nice, but I didn’t really care, cause your feet were on the ground, but your words were everywhere.

Cause it’s never very nice, when you’re lying through your teeth. Just a pretty summer dress; with nothing underneath.

Deserted wit, cause you don’t think you need it now.
Track Name: Walk You Home
Vodka-Soda-Chaser, don’t think I can shake her off.

Falling away from you. There’s nothing that I could ever do for you.
You shake me around, just to follow something new.
But the word around the street is you don’t know how to be alone.
And he’s just another boy without a name and without a home.

Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your Savers dress.
And I’ll walk you home.
Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your favourite dress.
And I’ll walk you home.

Vodka-Soda-Chaser, don’t think I can shake her off.

And if it were up to you.
If desire’s a threat contained by ritual.
I’d change my face, just to look like something new.
But he’s just another boy without a name and without a home.
And he heard it on the street that you don’t know how to be alone.

Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your Savers dress.
And I’ll walk you home.
Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your favourite dress.
And I’ll walk you home.

Think quick, drown fast, once adored.
Cause if it’s dark enough to drink, it coats my mouth anyway.
Come quick, come last, come fast.
Cutting keys for a winter gut, once adored, native play.

Vodka-soda-chaser, don’t think I can shake her off.
(When I walk you home, I’ll wait outside).

Vodka-soda-chaser, don’t think I can shake her off.
(Cause when you’re too far gone, you cant even enjoy the ride).

Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your Savers dress.
And I’ll walk you home.
Unjustly judged, by you alone.
Ruined your favourite dress.
And I’ll walk you home.
Track Name: Washed Away
They talk, but don’t say much.
Sleeping in saddles; they cut your lunch.

Like a beauty-star;
Like a tired liar.
It comes to me
With more,
But with something;
Late.

And this feelings so distressed but at least you know. When I decide to call, youll just come back running home. This feelings so distraught, at least you know. Till you decide to know what it is I’m running from.

Cause I, I feel so at a loss. I know that you were right in saying that I, I get it so confused.

They warn but don’t say why.
Rinse and Repeat; At least you tried.
When beauty is a gift, and you’re a liar. You’ll come to me with more; but with something late.

And this feelings so distressed but at least you know. When I decide to call, you’ll just come back running home. This feelings so distraught, at least you know. Till you decide to know what it is I’m running from.

Cause I, I feel so at a loss. I know that you were right in saying that I, I get it so confused.

Washed away in Rome,
So I put it in a chest in Madrid,
I Lost it all in Antwerp,
But did I really have it to begin?

Can’t let it go; when your nose is in my hair. You smell it too. It smells of spiced rum and despair. You want it all, but you were told to look away. Can’t wash it off. I guess the blame is here to stay.

Washed away in Rome,
So I put it in a chest in Madrid,
I Lost it all in Antwerp,
But did I really have it to begin?