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First Aid Kit

by Seany Clarke

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1.
I was busy o putting a ring ‘round your ocean busy o breaking your sky blue milk glass busy o settling a score in the open I was busy kicking me some ass busy o sucking the juice from your summer sun busy o squeezing it ‘til the pips squeak busy o laughing at what I had just done I was busy creasing up for weeks yeah, I was busy creasing up for weeks busy o doing your big head in was busy o letting it down busy o getting me some justice – yes I was busy kicking me some ass ass kicking me some ass ass busy o doing some dirty dancing busy o melting the groove got hot wax busy o watching for noone looking I was busy planning my attack yeah, I was busy planning my attack was busy o bruising your big ego was busy o ripping it down busy o getting me some justice, yeah I was busy kickin’ busy o doing your big head in was busy o oh letting it down busy oh getting me some justice – oh yes I was busy kickin’ I was busy kickin’ I was busy kickin’ me some ass
2.
I feel so cold, my shoes are old and I just can’t even hold I can’t even hold the drinks I’m mixing drinks I’m mixing to fill the space inside my chest that massive hole under my vest that massive hole under my vest needs fixing it needs fixing Ohh give me first aid Ohh give me first aid You poor water into my hands it overflows into the sand it overflows into the rocks and the sand now I’m drinking ooh I’m soaking my roots I’m filling my books I grow my shoots now I’m blinking, now I’m blinking Ohh, give me first aid Ohh, give me first aid ahmm ahmm ahmm ba de do da Ohh, give me first aid Ohh, give me first aid I need more something, I’ll try anything oh come on won’t you sing, ‘cos I need lifting I need lifting or at least pretend ‘cos I don’t really mind that if in the end you are lip synching you are lip synching so long as your soul is in your heart and your heart is on your sleeve I ain’t sniffin’
3.
You stuck the chair behind the door I’ve had so many final straws to make this bed I’m lying in I’m sorry that I make you cry then why should I apologize for the worst mistake you ever made I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why, oh why Wish you could turn back time for good put the smoke back in the wood would be like we never met You wrote my name across the sky but before the ink could dry you’re screamin’ god what have I done I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why, oh why I’m the puncture on your skin I’m the puncture on your skin I’m the puncture on your skin I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why, oh why The dark circles around your eyes are sad reflections of my lies and the feelings I betray But you know you should have thought me through this tattoos’ so on you a reminder everyday That I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why I’m the puncture on your skin the morning when the shock kicks in I’m the needle, I’m the dye the question that keeps screamin’ why, oh why, oh why
4.
Hey, oh look I’m walking in your red shoes hey, down roads that I would once refuse oh yeah, in heels so high my toes are screwed oh whoa, and every turn leads back to you I’m stumbling, bursting at the seems feel unsteady in these tight jeans I’m tailing your spotlight, chasing your star wanna know how it feels to be who you are walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to understand you walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to get along Hey, oh look I’m beaming your sunrise smile hey, oh smoking your air, cramping your style yeah, feeling the pressure on my feet oh whoa, when I’m dancing to your heartbeats I wanna see what you have seen step inside your big fever dreams where I’m beating your path I’m walking barefoot, walking barefoot on broken glass walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to understand you walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to get along a little understanding, goes a long way walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes, to get along with you I’m walking in your shoes walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes come on come on come on, come on, come on, come on I’m walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to understand you walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes to get along a little understanding, goes a long way I’m walking in your shoes I’m walking in your shoes, to get along with you
5.
My mind feels like - an internet browser got ten pages open - my thoughts are getting louder So I go for a walk - in no particular direction with cigarettes - my self medication and hands that shake when I try to drink with lips that move when I try to think drifting in a paper storm as I do - oohh My silent alarm My silent alarm is deafening – ding de de ding I stop by a shop window – see a face from the past so press my nose up against the glass that tailor dressed dummy – looks like melissa lost in time to the arms of my sister the heavens open – and I start to whine ‘cos I left my clothes on the washing line making a big drama as I do - oohh My silent alarm My silent alarm is deafening – ding de de ding I kick some cans – ‘til I run out of road and I feel for my keys – and search for my phone and pull a receipt – oh man I could kill ‘cos I left my shopping - at the end of the till so I sprint in the rain – and I trip and I slide and fall on the bones of my backside I style it out as if I was meant to - oohh My silent alarm My silent alarm is deafening – ding de de ding My silent alarm My silent alarm is deafening My silent alarm My silent alarm is deafening My silent alarm is deafening
6.
Hey Polaroid 03:13
Hey polaroid my smile baby, snap and then shake dry rose-tinted peace in polaroid hey polaroid Hey polaroid over exposed and overjoyed got you at least polaroid hey polaroid I need you I need you I need you I need you Hey polaroid filter the bad from the good old days grass so green in polaroid hey polaroid hey polaroid washing the dirt from the good old times scrub ‘em clean polaroid hey polaroid I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you Hey you polaroid, sentimental ballad nostalgic trip, the future can’t hold a candle to you polaroid polaroid I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you
7.
Watched you fly much too close to the sun you got a death wish or something? The heights you’d jump to with your dream boots on just to hear your starbird sing she’s your pocket full of fancy and by now I think you should know that only heroes get that girl and they’re in hollywood There you go chasing rainbows – again See you riding a big weathervane throwing caution to the wind sweeping colours into the sunset just to draw your lady in but maybe you shouldn’t trust your heart until your head has understood that only heroes get that girl and they’re in hollywood There you go chasing rainbows – again but maybe you shouldn’t trust your heart until your head has understood that only heroes get that girl and they’re in hollywood There you go chasing rainbows – again There you go chasing rainbows – again There you go chasing rainbows – again and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again
8.
You lay with dogs, and you wake up with fleas and when I come near you I just can’t breathe no I can’t I just can’t breathe - ahhmm You open your mouth, a little bit too wide then hate, it flew out just flew out with the flies yes it did flew out with the flies - ahmm You’re colour deep tell me how do you sleep when you’re so colour deep what a fool, what a creep Yeah, yeah yeah yeah and how do you, always find cracks to grow spreading as you go like the weeds in the middle of the road like the weeds in the middle of the road - ahhmm You twist in the dirt, as you saver the taste of anything that creeps bugs and bones, they decorate your home yes they do bet you feel so at home – ha home You’re colour deep tell me how do you sleep when you’re so colour deep what a fool, what a creep Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
9.
You know we should - we should talk this through and get somewhere - and get somewhere soon we can wear oh - wear offical hats we can talk like – talk like diplomats but your temper – tempers’ quick to blow and I’m screaming – scream in stereo we want too much – too much space to breathe when one walks in – the other one leaves Warpaint Let’s talk a little love its what I’m thinking of Warpaint Let’s talk a little love That’s what I’m dreaming of You know we got - got so much to lose simmerdown and – down and call a truce shake my hand oh – and pull up a chair pop the ringpull – pull it off a beer Warpaint Let’s talk a little love its what I’m thinking of Warpaint Let’s talk a little love It’s what I’m dreaming of (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Talk a little (love love ) Let’s talk a little love It’s what I’m dreaming of

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First Aid Kit is a journey into the troubled mind, mirroring personal experience and sharing them with irony, pathos and playfulness.

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released February 17, 2023

All songs written, arranged, produced and performed by Seany Clarke

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Seany Clarke: A captivating British Brighton-based singer songwriter weaving tales of 21st-century life through elements of folk, soul, and folk rock with individual flair, showcasing soulful vocals and intricate acoustic guitar work.

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