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Dead is Done
03:41
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She says, "Don't do nothing stupid,"
She sure does know me so,
Then she gives the mark to Cupid,
"Shoot down this Romeo."
And the stars tumble like a curtain,
As this tragic scene just closes,
As my heart-filled throat starts choking,
As my white blouse blooms with roses,
Down goes the Sun,
Man, what is dead is done.
My eyes are on the ceiling,
And my back is on the sand,
The audience is reeling,
Bleeding out a baby grand.
While the coroner confirms the kill,
While the priest begins proceedings,
While she blocks my number from her phone
To keep me from a appealing,
She always was so sensible
Even now while she's leaving,
One more kiss before I go,
Would that be so demeaning?
A cherry-flavoured signature to nullify our dealings.
Pluck that arrow from your side,
Leave not a trace of me behind,
These smoky clouds, this dark sad night,
Now Paris is on fire.
My baby she shot me down,
While wrapped up in a wedding gown,
She unleashed this almighty frown,
Pulled a pistol from her garter.
Ooh,
I don’t know,
No Romeo.
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2. |
Bored to Tears
04:39
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I'm bored of these love songs,
The world has enough songs let's call it a day,
I'm bored of these long nights,
If I got some sleep I might be less 'not ok',
I feel I may as well say
I don't care either way
And I'll do what I do best and watch this world pass me by,
'Cos all my love,
All my love is gone
So why carry on
In this boring fucking world?
I'm bored of this loneliness,
I miss your face, your 'one-and-only'-ness, my dear,
I'm bored of your absence,
My life's been drab since you disappeared,
So maybe I should change the gear,
'Cos I'm kinda bored to tears,
Call me 'The Human Waterfall',
Watch as I cry for fifty years.
'Cos all my love,
All my love is gone
So why carry on
In this boring fucking world?
The biggest irony I've found
Is how much you bored me when you were around.
But now what I wouldn't give away
Just to hear you go on about your boring day,
Oh how times change,
I really wish you'd stayed.
All my love,
All my love is gone,
So why carry on?
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Hey babe, it’s just me, wait don’t go,
I just thought I’d call to say ‘hello’,
What’s it been like maybe 20 years?
I was just out for a drive,
Got to wondering if you’re still alive,
And what it’s like to be 45?
Well what was it that you thought I’d say?
That I think about you every day
And I get nostalgic all the time?
I know it may come as a small surprise,
But you’ve only come up once or twice
...an hour…
And I hardly think of you at all.
You see I tuned into the radio,
And it played that song we made love to
On that beach in Greece beneath the stars.
What do you mean that wasn’t you?
If it wasn’t you then just well who could it have been?
My number’s not even in the teens.
Well what was it that you thought I’d say?
That I think about you every day
And I get nostalgic all the time?
I know it may come as a small surprise,
But you’ve only come up once or twice
...an hour…
And I hardly think of you at all.
I don’t want it to be misconstrued,
That I care just because I called you,
I don’t miss having conversations with a wall.
But you’ve listened so far, so here’s the twist,
That it’s not untrue to say that I’ve missed you,
Just a tiny little bit,
But I hardly think about you at all.
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4. |
Over Love
04:23
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This world is evil,
No one makes it out alive,
These lonely people,
Hopeless husbands, weary wives,
I’m over the Moon,
I’m over love and I am over you.
But I play at tempo,
Don’t take long to change my tune,
And I’m back in love with love,
And in love with loving you,
Let’s defy the stars,
And deify this little nightmare of ours.
When you awake in the night,
And you hold me too tight in your winged arms,
I hardly care when I’m ensnared in your anemone hair,
And you suck out all my air.
I want you,
I don’t need you,
I love you,
I’m gonna leave you,
You’re the whole world,
You’re just some girl,
Who’s toes I tried to curl.
I know you baby,
You would never let me die,
Just let the water run,
Let it cover up my eyes,
I love you too,
When you love me it’s like feeding time at the zoo.
You’re the bottom, you’re the best,
You’re the ball’s best dressed,
You’re a riot, you’re the Ritz,
You’re a joy, you’re annoying,
You are Helen of Troy in
Gucci counterfeits.
I want you,
I don’t need you,
I love you,
I’m gonna leave you,
You’re the night sky,
You’re just some guy,
I lent a light to in a bar one time.
I want you,
I don’t need you,
I love you,
I’m gonna leave you,
You’re a home run
You’re a no one,
Your lips eclipse the Sun.
I want you,
I don’t need you,
I love you,
I’m gonna leave you,
You’re the whole world,
You’re just some girl,
You are terminally churlish,
Whirling, wistful,
Hug-n-kiss-fuelled,
You’re my girl.
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I love you like a wasted morning, like a bus never came,
I love you like a sweet-spot tickle, like an itch in my brain,
I love you over and over again like a Beatles refrain,
I’m sentimental that way.
I love you like a broken zipper; you keep me together,
I love you like a nuclear winter; you’re cool forever,
I love you for worse daily but sometimes for better,
Things can only get better,
I’m the hare, you're the feathers.
And I don’t wanna let this go,
[We ain’t talkin’, honey we ain’t talkin’]
Though we’re moving so so slow,
[Now you’re walkin’, honey are you walkin’?]
I just thought I’d let you know,
[We ain’t talkin’, honey we ain’t talkin’]
That I’m only leaving you if you’re leaving me.
I love you like a second helping; you go straight for my hips,
I love you like a menthol cigarette; you live on my lips,
I love you like a sit-com lover; you’re too fun to ship,
You’re too hard to quit,
And I’m not over this.
Cos’ I don’t wanna let this go,
[We ain’t talkin’, honey we ain’t talkin’]
Even though we’re moving way too slow,
[Now you’re walkin’, honey are you walkin’?]
I just thought I’d let you know,
[We ain’t talkin’, honey we ain’t talkin’]
That I’m only leaving you if you’re leaving me.
I love you like a wasted morning, like a bus never came,
I love you like a sweet-spot tickle, like an itch in my brain,
I love you over and over and over and over and over again,
And I’m only leaving you if you’re leaving me.
I love you like a wasted morning, like a bus never came,
I love you like a sweet-spot tickle, like an itch in my brain,
I love you over and over and over and over and over again…
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Oh what a way to say goodbye,
Oh what a perfect sigh,
Unseal my eyes like the Hoover Dam,
Oh what a line, oh man…
Oh what a world we danced within,
Oh what a life we lived,
Your open arms, your closed fist,
Your diamond heart, your crystal kiss.
You speak, you sing so gracefully,
And love you leave so tenderly,
You whisper through your tear-stained eyes,
Oh what a way to say goodbye.
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7. |
Rebecca Redux
04:34
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Now that you’re gone this will have to do,
I’ll date a string of women who all look just like you,
All while telling myself that I’m moving on,
But all these pretty women keep telling me you’re not gone,
You keep spewing out my mouth like a broken printer,
While I’m on a date with my twelfth Mrs DeWinter.
Well maybe I should start telling people that you’re dead,
To explain why you’re still on my mind while outside my bed,
But maybe some things are better left unsaid.
I don’t remember dreaming last night but I know you were there,
Creeping round behind my eyes underneath my hair,
Touching all my stuff just as you please,
Rummaging through my drawers and memories,
So I’ll stick a Q-tip into my brain,
And swab at my baby until I feel no more pain.
But maybe I should stop telling people that you’re dead,
And maybe tell the truth for once instead,
That time can’t swipe somebody from my head.
This woman’s pitched a tent inside my temporal lobe,
And no matter how I probe,
I just can’t get her to go.
She’s setting up a sit-in protest, banging on a drum,
And though I’m pretty sure we’re done,
Some part of me is sure that she’s the one I’ll forever find,
Reflected in new lovers’ faces,
Following these traces up the river to our bed.
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In the mornings,
You’d make me bacon and eggs,
Now you’re holding that same pan,
Considering bludgeoning me to death.
When’d we get so distorted?
When’d you get so far away?
But I know that deep down I feel the same.
And now it’s evening,
And you are switching out the light,
No more kissing for me,
Just a cold and brief ‘goodnight’.
Maybe I’ll see you in the morning,
When you leave for work I’ll stay here in your bed
For the rest of the day.
I know that I should pack my bags and sneak out while your sleeping,
But my arm is stuck beneath your neck because we’re always fucking spooning,
Besides I’m sure that there are no trains leaving Cambridge at this time,
And maybe when we wake up we’ll be back to normal and this will all be fine,
Maybe…
I still love when you hold me,
Even though I barely hold you back,
Remember when I used to drive you crazy?
Now I only drive you mad.
Something’s changed behind your eyelids,
Have you done something to your hair?
We’re in the same room but I feel I’m on the phone to someone who isn’t there.
I know that I should pack my bags and sneak out while your sleeping,
But my arm is stuck beneath your neck because we’re always fucking spooning,
Besides I’m sure that there are no trains leaving Cambridge at this time,
And maybe when we wake up we’ll be back to normal and this will all be fine.
And all those days
And weeks
And months
And years
Of fights and tears
Will all just disappear
Because we fell asleep together and let the TV credits roll,
So I pulled my arm from beneath your neck,
Because in my heart I knew,
That just because this hurts doesn’t mean it’s not true,
Still but…
I don’t want to fall out of love with you.
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9. |
Darling, Hurry Home
02:34
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Life is so short,
And I’m wasting it without you,
So darling, hurry home,
‘Cos I love you.
I want my rainy days back,
Filled with unpaid bills and unread book stacks,
B+ movies, duvet kisses,
Christmas trees, forgotten wishes,
Burning coffee percolators,
Restaurants with unpleasant waiters,
Murdered houseplants starved of water,
Little presents I buy for ya,
Wasting time on seas and skies,
Healthy lunches, dirty fries,
Stow away what life gives to us,
My bad knees and your tinnitus,
Mundane moments, waiting rooms,
Bottom pinches, whistled tunes,
Helping pick your dress or make-up,
Making love before we wake up.
Yeah life is so short,
And I’m wasting it without you.
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10. |
I Hope You're Happy Now
05:34
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Baby, I hope you’re happy now,
Are you happy now?
Now you’re alone?
Baby, just say,
Now I’m M-I-A,
Are you A-O-K?
Or falling apart like me?
Back are the days where you never let me sleep at night,
Fighting for breath as I choke on a tissue,
But baby, I’m praying that I’m lonelier than thou,
‘Cos I just hope you’re happy now.
Fine, I admit, I’m not as mentally fit,
As I might have claimed,
When you came to pick up your shit,
But what’s helping me, is that now you’re free,
From my bedroom debris,
Or being kneed in your sleep.
Fuck the love songs that I used to play, now I’m binging Billie Holiday,
Maybe someday you’ll turn around just like that record,
And baby this world is turning quickly anyhow,
And I just hope you’re happy now,
And I’ll bottle up my vanity,
With all my hopes that you’re missing me,
And that you’re lost now you’re free,
‘Cos maybe this is your new start,
To find the ‘you’ without the ‘me’ part,
But still you’ll hold onto my heart,
So I’ll just hold onto the hope,
That despite this upturned brow,
You might be happy now.
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
Please don’t be happy now.
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Luke Fraser London, UK
The new solo project of musician Luke Fraser, floating through time and genre while anchored to the ground by honest, intimate and at times scathing lyricism. Having written and recorded in attics in Kent, old factories in London, and spaces in between, Luke’s aim is to create a sound world tied to the past, but not trapped within it. ... more
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