1. |
Serious Faces
03:55
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Too many serious faces,
Drive cars to serious places
All day at their work stations
Too many serious faces
Too many beautiful people
Make love to beautiful egos
Dress up in beautiful sequins
Too many beautiful people
Too many beautiful people
Too many beautiful people, beautiful people
Too many serious faces
Too many serious faces, serious faces
Too many idiot preachers
Preach prayers to desperate seekers
Act like blood sucking leaches
Too many idiot preachers
Too many idiot preachers
Too many idiot preachers, idiot preachers
Too many serious faces
Too many serious faces, serious faces
Too many idiot preachers
Too many beautiful people
Too many beautiful people
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2. |
Kirsten's Gone
03:51
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Kirsten’s gone, eyes are red, she’ll be right back, that’s what she said
Kirsten’s gone, somewhere nice, she’ll be right back, that’s what she said
Went away for summer, have to say I miss her, she’ll be back soon, any day soon
I haven’t heard from Kirsten, not even a card from Kirsten
I hope she’s alright, and loving her life
Kirsten’s gone, somewhere nice, she’ll be right back, that’s what she said
Went away for summer, have to say I miss her, she’ll be back soon, any day soon
I haven’t heard from Kirsten, not even a card from Kirsten
I hope she’s alright, and loving her life
Has anyone heard from Kirsten, I’m starting to worry bout Kirsten,
It’s been far too long, she’s not coming home
Can’t stop thinking of Kirsten, it’s driving me to distraction
It’s grinding me down, don’t mention her name
Can’t stop thinking of Kirsten, Don’t wanna stop thinking of Kirsten
I’m really not right, I’m really not right, I’m really not right, I’m really not right
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3. |
Shout
04:45
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Lord don’t slow me until the fun dies
Hold power lightly while we got wide-eyes
Keep the want to go on adventures
Mind and body strong in all weathers
Black plastic chairs, self-righteous views
Lord don’t let me stop feeling angry
Give me strength to call out the bad guys
Guard me from self-satisfaction
No need yet for self-preservation.
Black plastic chairs, self-righteous views
It’s gonna be some day
Lord don’t let me grow into easement
Binging dramas daily on Netflix
Open mind to different opinions
Contribute to young conversations
Black plastic chairs, self-righteous views
It’s gonna be some day - Shout
Black plastic chairs, self-righteous views
It’s gonna be some day - Shout
The never ending narrative, illegal protests
We are all complicit, we're all in this together
Our chief weapon is fear, fear and surprise
Our chief weapon in fear, illegal protests
Antibodies are better than vaccines
I'd rather let nature take its course
Normal is an illusion,
That the spider feels is normal
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4. |
He Said She Said
03:37
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He said, its time to make a change
He said, or maybe stay the same
Today, it’s so predictable, always so predictable
He said, lets take a look around
She said, see what’s going down
Look around me, see what’s there, maybe make a change
Look around, see what’s there, maybe stay the same
Today, it’s so predictable, always so predictable
He said, she said, he said, she said
He said, she said, he said, she said
It’s all so predictable
She said, let’s live in France or Spain
He said, I'm not moving again
Look around, see what’s there ,
maybe make a change
Look around, see what’s there,
maybe stay the same
Today, it’s so predictable, always so predictable
He said, she said, he said, she said
He said, she said, he said, she said
It’s all so predictable
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5. |
Kiss It
04:52
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6. |
Jimmy Jones
02:54
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Jimmy, he’s gonna get you
Gonna get you good,
Gonna test your teenage manhood
You know he’ll get you down, he’s all around
Playground terrorist, friendship arsonist
Up-tight, short-sighted, bully boy
Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy Jones, sit around getting stoned
D’ya, d’ya, d’ya know - he’s gonna get you
Jimmy, he’s gonna teach you
Teach you things you’re not gonna learn in high school
But the lessons you’ll learn, are the lessons he learned
From his up-tight, short-sighted, bully dad who was
The neurotic, psychotic hardest man in Killyleagh
Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy Jones, sit around getting stoned
D’ya, d’ya, d’ya know - he’s gonna get you
Jimmy, what’s that you’re saying
No one wants to hear that homophobic bullshit
But what goes around, is what comes around
So say it loud you’re gay and proud,
Say it loud you’re gay and proud
Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy Jones, sit around getting stoned
D’ya, d’ya, d’ya know - he’s gonna get you.
Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy Jones, sit around getting stoned
D’ya, d’ya, d’ya know…
Hands off baby, nobody can save you,
Save you from whaat's going on
Macho baby, isn't gonna change you
Change you from what's going down
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7. |
Double Decker
03:56
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I fell in love on a double decker
sat at the back on the top floor yeah
I fell in love you were so much better
It felt so good with you by my side
Ah, ah, ah, ah
I fell in love on a double decker
She looked so good with her jet black hair
Rosy lips they taste of heaven
Mascara eyes that lit up her smile
Ah, ah, ah, ah
you were so different, I was so innocent
you were desired by all the boys
I want to get laid, you were too afraid
we used to hang out in your little room
I fell in love, etc I fell in love on a double decker
I fell in love, etc I fell in love on a double decker
I fell in love on a double decker
sat at the back on the top floor yeah
I fell in love you were so much better
It felt so good with you by my side
Ah, ah, ah, ah
you were so different, i was so innocent
you were desired by all the boys
I want to get laid, you were too afraid
we used to hang out in daft eddys bar
I fell in love, I fell in love, I fell in love on a double decker
I fell in love, I fell in love, I fell in love on a double decker
I fell in love, I fell in love, I fell in love on a double decker
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8. |
Come and Go
03:58
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Come, completely, leave nothing behind
Come, in silence, quietly dignified
Hope, it gets you, spills through every pore
Hurt, inevitable, gets you more and more
Once, everywhere, spaces all were filled
Now, its over, bitter brittle end
And I don’t want to ever say goodbye
I don’t want to ever see you cry
You’ll do want you want to
Go, completely, leave nothing behind
Go, in silence, quietly dignified
I don’t want to ever say goodbye
I don’t want you to ever see me cry
We’ll do want you want to
Me too you too
One more no more
One more number
We’ll do what we want to
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9. |
Buy Some Time
03:32
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Buy some time, buy a million hours
Swear an oath, to life
Buy a lie, buy a million suns
Keeping me warm, alive
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Paid a price, paid for what I’ve done
Tell me what, I’ve done
Take my wife, take my children too
I’d sell my soul, for change
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I'd trade time for time
Buy some time, buy a million hours
Swear an oath, to life
Buy a lie, buy a million suns
Keeping me warm, alive
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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10. |
Sunset Square
03:29
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No time for hanging around, come on and follow us down
Oh Sunset Square.
Grab your bike, get your phone, text your friends come along
Oh Sunset Square.
And every time you feel it closing in
Money’s tight, and friends are running thin
You don’t have to be, a millionaire, to love life at Sunset Square
Water’s warm, sky is blue, girls are pretty and the boys are too
Oh Sunset Square.
Chatting, laughing, fool around, dig the groove the summer sound
Oh Sunset Square.
And every time you feel it closing in
Money’s tight, and friends are running thin
You don’t have to be, a millionaire, to love life at Sunset Square
Walking down the street the other day, took by surprise I say
Spooning on the street, shoes together neat, on such a perfect day
No time for hanging around, come on and follow us down
Oh, Sunset Square.
grab your bike and get your phone, text your friends to come along
Oh, Sunset Square.
And every time you feel it closing in
Money's tight, and friends are running thin
You don’t have to be, a millionaire, to love life at Sunset Square
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Them Creepy Crawlies is an Adelaide band beating an eclectic twang of sugar coated garage, indie, altie, poppy rock 'n' roll. We are Neil Mackenzie (guitar and vocals), Adam Martin (drums), Rick Costin (bass and vocals) and Michael Smith (lead guitar). ... more
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