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Louder
03:02
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You know I see you, but you walk outside
I couldn't call you with my throat gone dry
I finish up and leave some change
Step out of the curb and stare into the light
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
Don't bother smiling in this pointless crowd
My friends talk ugly, we all look so loud
I finish up and say goodbye
Step out of the curb and straight into the night
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
I won't go, I can see the trees from here
I won't shout, it's almost enough, when a whisper is deafening
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2. |
Championship Vinyl
03:05
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I've got a postcard from you here, part of my lost and ...
Found the place that made it clear, keeping my feet down
If I know you, you will get what you want, before I do
If I know me, I will let it all go, I always do
I just tell myself again, I wanna catch up on some change
One of those situations, you can always get what you want
I just tell myself again
I've got a picture of you here, I can see quickly
You've drained the colour from you here, but I like you this way
If I know you, you will get what you want, before I do
If I know me, I will let it all go, I always do
I just tell myself again, I wanna catch up on some changes
One of those situations, you can always get what you want
I just tell myself, ah, I just tell myself, ah, I just tell myself again
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3. |
The Things I Do
02:45
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Don't understand the things I do, don't understand the things I used to do
Oh, oh, wish I'd get my shit together, don't understand the things I do
Haven't gone over for a while, and now you don't return my calls
Oh, oh, wonder what you're doing now, don't understand the things I do
I thought I'd seen the last of this kind of crowd
I long to find your friends and catch up once more
No excuse will do this time, should have started this before
Oh, oh, wish I'd get my shit together, don't understand the things I do
I thought I'd seen the last of this kind of crowd
I long to find your friends and catch up once more
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4. |
Tripitaka-San
03:40
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All the way, I stayed awake, it's a long flight back from JFK
Rest my head, I cannot sleep, but you know it's easier not to think
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
Eight a.m. at Paddington, I feel like Tripitaka-san
Rest my eyes, I want to sleep, but you know you have to talk that spin
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
I can't stop sighing at what you said
I can't step quietly on this street
Only want to keep my eyelids falling
Only want to speak but I've lost my sense of timing
Only want to keep my head from falling
Only want to speak but I've lost all sense of timing
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5. |
1964
03:13
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I’m on the verge of something special
I’ve got an album sleeve, black vinyl
There’s magic here in mono tracks
It’s what I need to take me back
Oh, it seems to take me high, so high
I'm going to believe to make it fine, so fine, I hear the stereo
I’ve gotta hear that static silence
I’ve gotta feel the warmth of vinyl
Thirty-three, I switch to play
It’s what I need to take me back
Oh, it seems to take me high, so high
I'm going to believe to make it fine, so fine, I hear the stereo
It take me high, so high
Going to believe to make it fine, so fine, I hear the stereo
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6. |
In Between
02:30
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Always the last one left, always the last one trying
And when it gets too much, I never let it go
Ah, I'm trying, ah, I'm still ...
I believe I can like everyone else
I want to stay in between
I don’t need you knowing ‘bout everyone else
I want to stay in between
Always the first one out of any confrontation
And when it gets too much I try to play it slow
Ah, I'm trying, ah, I'm still ...
I believe I can like everyone else
I want to stay in between
I don’t need you knowing ‘bout everyone else
I want to stay in between, in between
I don’t need you knowing ‘bout everyone
I don’t need you knowing
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7. |
Carnivàle
03:53
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Don’t scream out now, from the faceless
A silent shout, no you shouldn’t ...
Stand, don’t you stand, don’t you stand in this crowd
Oh, don’t you stand, don’t you stand in this crowd
Clear cut and drowned, like it’s bleeding
Don’t make a sound, you know you couldn’t ...
Stand, don’t you stand, don’t you stand in this crowd
Oh, don’t you stand, don’t you stand in this crowd
Run where you can, while you can
Run where you can, while you can
Embracing time ...
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8. |
Oregon
03:09
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Don’t parade yourself, she said
Don’t rise above yourself, she said
We can see you well enough from here
I can’t defend a single thing
I can’t live out a single dream
There’ll never be a train for me, from here
Who can you turn to now?
Who can you turn to now?
And who knows you now
Terrified of joy, she said
Terrified of hope, she said
Do I disappoint, talking this way?
I’d like to go away, she said
But if I can’t escape from here
Will you turn and leave for me instead
Who can you turn to now?
Who can you turn to now?
And nobody knows you now
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9. |
5 O'Clock High
02:46
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As you wander out, people on the street
All around you hear, the shuffling of feet
I’ve been clockin’ in, I’ve been clockin’ out
And I’m counting steps, from the station to your house
Take you out tonight, you said you would try
There’s a little place, I know you will like
There is nothin’ the world cannot see
And there’s nowhere that I’d rather be
Everywhere I go, people that I meet
Look the same as me, they’re walking in their sleep
Every Friday night, we give it all away
Just a simple life, we work away the days
Have you seen the film that’s on at the Val?
I still call it that, it’s better there now
There is nothin’ the world cannot see
And there’s nowhere that I’d rather be
So come out tonight ...
There is nothin’ the world cannot see
There is nowhere that I’d rather be
So come out tonight ...
And now the end is in sight
No need to shut your eyes tight
A cab is idling outside, to take us into the night
To take us into the night ... that’s right
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10. |
Peyote
03:03
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I’m asleep at the wheel and there’s a curve in the highway
Yet we tear through the night like a peyote migraine
How much further is it, aching, so exquisite
I hope we can stop in time
Now you don’t want to dance, 'cause we’re looking right through you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, and the clothes that you wear, we don’t mean to stare
Now the sky is on fire and the desert is freezing
Wonder how I’m alive, hen I’m not even breathing
How much further is it, aching, so exquisite
I hope we can stop in time
Now you don’t want to dance, 'cause we’re looking right through you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, and the clothes that you wear, we don’t mean to stare
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, but the people you know, they say what they want to
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, 'cause the truth of it is, we don’t really care
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11. |
Jefferson High
02:30
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I don’t belong here, ain’t running with The Falcons
I don’t fit in here, ain’t cooling with The Demons
The beat is going all ‘round my head
All 'round my head, and it’s all ‘round my head
I love the music, play a three fifty five
They say forget it, it’s just a waste of time
I’m escaping, are you coming too
Are you coming too, are you coming too
All my friends are coming over, got a gig next week at the Tote
All my friends are skeletons, play til 3 am, don’t bother me
The people like it, they’re all singing along
I know I’m Potsie, I feel like I'm the Fonz
That’s how I know it’s, all in my head
All in my head, man, it’s all in my head
All my friends are coming over, got a gig next week at the Tote
All my friends are skeletons, play til 3 am, don’t bother me
All my friends are coming over, barbecue, beer and pavlova
All my friends are aliens, play til 3 am, don’t bother me
“J - e - f - f - e - r - s - o - n - High - for - me”
One step ahead of the kids on the pavement
Rock an’ roll’s not a show, it’s a statement
Work your way to the top of the fan club
And you’ll be with the band in a hot tub
You’re ahead of the kids on the home team
Never have, never will be a has been
How do you really know if you’re OK?
How do you really know if you’re OK?
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12. |
Pretty Ugly
03:27
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I’d like to stop and stay awhile, alone when I’m beside you
And though you think you know me now, you don’t need me to turn to
Hesitate, think again, the bells are ringing at St Paul’s at three a.m.
A clarion, a reckoning, and in the sorrow, you’re the laughter pouring in
And now the walls are closing in, I won’t see you again
I could never carry you that far, and if you’re out there looking in
Waiting to begin, I can’t even tell you who you are
Take the casket to the curb, a dimness that can blind you
Though you think you know the why, the how is what you turn to
Resonate, through the din, and in the clamour you’re the dropping of a pin
Cellophane, wearing thin, and in the neon, you’re the shadow creeping in
If this is madness, count me in, the class will now begin
I could never follow through that far, you’re pretty ugly when you fall
I hope you had it all, I would never tell you who you are
And now the walls are closing in, I won’t see you again
I can’t even tell you where you are
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13. |
North by North West
04:23
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Stamp my feet against the cold and shift my
Bag into my other hand now
I could light a cigarette but
I am cutting down
Pay my fare to you and throw my bag down
On a seat for two, a Greyhound
Leaves tonight and in the morning
I’ll be in your town
Half way through the night and I am thinking
I am painted in a corner
One way out and that it to you
However I can
This time, let me be the one you wait for
Let me be the one it’s all for
Let me be the one who’s asking
Can I be your man?
Time enough for me, time enough for you
Can you look me in the eye and tell me
Secret tales and bitter stories
Of your life before you met me
I will understand, and this time
Let me be the one you wait for
Let me be the one it’s all for
Let me be the one who’s asking
Can I be your man?
Time enough for me, time enough for you
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14. |
The Wedding Song
03:39
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She seems to know, more things about me
Seldom a word, spoken so quietly,
But she sings to me, my lover, she sings for me, alone
And when I’m beyond, she brings the colour
When we’re apart, she’s even closer
Than I've ever known, and this time tonight I’ll be home, to you
Lover won’t you come, lover won’t you come?
Marry me tonight, lover won’t you come, back to me?
And when I’m broke, she’s there to mend it
Maybe my vow’s weaker than splendid
But I try again, oh lover, all over again, for you
Lover won’t you come, lover won’t you come?
Marry me tonight, lover won’t you come, back to me?
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15. |
Errol Street
04:40
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Where is the house with the iron fence?
Bordered by parks and tenements
Where is the shop with the hobby sign?
Down the 57 line
Walking around the old streets and vacant blocks
Drowning the mail in an old red letterbox
Finally I’m letting go, I’m letting go
Is it me, I’ll never know, I’m letting go
Where are the days that time forgot?
Shadows long and nights too hot
The only toys were guns and planes
And paper boats sailed open drains
Sipping coffee til we meet under the clocks
Caught in between true romance and the rocks
Finally I’m letting go, I’m letting go
Is it me, I’ll never know, I’m letting go
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16. |
Red Card (Live)
03:44
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With a gaze that’s as blank as a screen
What she says is not what she means
Feel you’re coming towards
Checkmate and nobody wins
Maybe she’ll leave a message for you
When she leaves like she’s planning to do
But the first that you know
Power’s off when you get home
Wrap it up through the lawyers and drones
Stay in touch with your kids on the phone
But it’s moving so fast
Feels like you’re missing it all
Oh, oh, oh, coming towards
Oh, oh, oh, coming towards
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17. |
Let's Go Out Tonight
02:19
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Let's go out tonight
It will be alright
Let's go out tonight, out tonight
What are you waiting for?
Let's go, let's go, let's go out tonight
Sorton nous c'est soir
Y'a t'il de l'espoir
Sorton nous c'est soir, oh, c'est soirt
What are you waiting for?
Let's go, let's go, let's go out tonight
With apologies to everyone who speaks French as their first language....
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18. |
Two
03:01
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Oh, don’t look back
Just save the best til last
I never wanted to be sorry
I only wanted to be free
Oh, don’t think twice
You made the right advice
I never wanted to be worried
I only want to speak my mind
All we need is two (all we need is two)
Ooh, ooh, two
All we need is two (all we need is two)
All we need is two
Oh, don’t look down
You won’t hit the ground
I never wanted to be broken
I only wanted you to fly
All we need is two (all we need is two)
Ooh, ooh, two
All we need is two (all we need is two)
All we need is two
Ooh, ooh, two
Ooh, ooh, two
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19. |
Cookie Cutter
02:06
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All I gotta do is find me a place to sit down
Stop and think for a while, and I find the right sound
It’s so easy for us, it’s so easy for us now
It’s so easy for us, it's easier than falling down
It’s so easy, it’s so easy, it’s so easy
It’s as easy as the alphabet or one, two, three
A cookie cutter built to butter up the bourgeoisi
It’s so easy for us, it’s so easy for us now
It’s so easy for us, it's easier than falling down
It’s so easy, it’s so easy, it’s so easy
It’s so easy for us, it’s so easy for us now
It’s so easy for us, it's easier than falling down
It’s so easy, it’s so easy, it’s so easy
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20. |
Speakeasy
04:23
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You can have a good time all the time
Silver-tongue devil will ease your mind
Be sure to clean the slate or feel the squeeze
If you lie down with the dog well, you’ll get fleas
Everyone who’s anyone goes there
Reporters, doctors, lawyers and the mayor
There’s even room for simple folk like us
You got money, ah, no one will make a fuss
Everyone with brass in pockets, dressed up to the nines
Everyone who dances to the beat
Everyone who loves to drink their liquor on the sly
Everyone gets high
I still lose control, even when I’m drifting to sleep
I still call you my doll, even when I speakeasy, easy
Even when I’m drifting to sleep
Even when I speakeasy
You can have a good time all the time
Silver-tongue devil will ease your mind
Be sure to clean the slate or feel the squeeze
If you lie down with the dog well, you’ll get fleas
Everyone with brass in pockets, dressed up to the nines
Everyone who dances to the beat
Everyone who loves to drink their liquor on the sly
Everyone gets high
I still lose control, even when I’m drifting to sleep
I still call you my doll, even when I speakeasy, easy
Even when I’m drifting to sleep
Even when I speakeasy
I still lose control, even when I’m drifting to sleep
I still call you my doll, even when I speakeasy, easy
Even when I’m drifting to sleep
Even when I speakeasy
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Kinematic Melbourne, Australia
We're an unsigned and independent 'Unpop' band from Melbourne, Australia. We've have been making music for a while and it's something we love doing. So far we've released three albums of sonic treats, ranging from acoustic tunes to distortion laced rock, with a whole bunch of pop songs that fall somewhere in between. Free download or donation, oh well, whatever ... thanks for listening. ... more
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