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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
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2. |
First Aid Kit
03:29
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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’
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3. |
Unwanted Tattoo
03:15
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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
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Walking in Your Shoes
03:05
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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
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5. |
My Silent Alarm
03:56
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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
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Hey Polaroid
03:13
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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
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7. |
You’re Chasing Rainbows
03:45
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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
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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
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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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Seany Clarke UK
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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