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Откуда Brighton, England
Жанры Blues
Dub
Folk
Indie
Годы 2001—н.в.
Лейблы Ninja Tune
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Fin Greenall
Guy Whittaker
Tim Thornton



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Sort of Revolution (2009)
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We've come so far, it feels so real.
All this time, that we've waited for it.
And who we are, and where we're going to.
All this time, preparing for it.

umh, come so far.
umh, come so far.

So let me know when we get there, if we get there.
Let me know when we get there, if we get there.

In the dark it, feels so, real.
And all this time, we've been sleeping on it.
And who we are, and what we're going, through.
All this time, spent saving for it.

umh, come so far.
umh, come so far yeah.

So just let me know when we get there, if we get there.
Let me know when we get there, if we get there.

Come so far, there's no going back.
All this time, we've been running from it.
And where we are , and where we're going to.
We'll organise a sort of revolution.
We'll organise a sort of revolution.
We'll organise a sort revolution.
We'll organise a sort of revolution

. . .


Shake, shake,
Quiver, quiver
I'm awoken by a cold shiver
Wind blows change, change
Sweet rushing through my veins
No, I just might die
Overtaken by the high tide
Feel the rain against my skin
Drown my soul in the water again

Move on me
Move on me
Move on me

Shake, shake,
Should have learned
Get that close and you might get burned
Sweet heat and the sweet lies
So betrayed by the look in your eyes
That look I know so well
It's a heaven with a taste of hell
On your lips and down within
Drown my soul, baby let it begin

Move on me
Move on me
Move on me

Give me two hands I can hold
I'll tell you things I've never told
Move on me
If you move on me, yeah

Baby, timing's everything
Now's the time to let you in
Move on me
If you move on me, yeah
If you move on me
If you move on me
If you move on me
If you move

Move on me

. . .


So much changes
And I know this in ages
Now I've been busy
Killing time, yeah

They ask my brothers
How long have I got
Now it's out there
On the clock
Now she said it
Killing time, yeah

So much changes
In a single word

So much changes
In a single word

Girlfriends have spoken
Six weeks before
A spell is broken
Just make sure you
Mean it when you say it
Six weeks time

So much changes
In a single word

So much changes
In a single word

Say what you want
Say what you want

So much changes

Say what you want
Say what you want

So much changes

Say what you want

So much changes

. . .


Baby blue, it really kinda suits you.
Maybe it's just your eyes, or the nights alone.
Daisy, took the ring right off my finger.

Baby blue, look what they did to you.
Maybe it's a disguise, for my eyes only.
Daisy, destiny's pulling the trigger.

Temptation, it happens to everyone.
Temptation, wipe that smile off your face.

Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.

Baby blue, I really wanna kiss you.
But I'm not sure if that's wise.
Daisy, don't tell me you don't want to,
Such a naughty surprise.

Temptation, it happens to everyone
Temptation, wipe that smile off your face.

Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.
Nothing is ever finished.

. . .


Last time that I saw you it was dark
I remember 'cause I think you're pretty
You shine brighter, baby, in my heart
Than all bright lights in this New York city

All the bright lights in New York

Last time that I saw you it was dark
I remember that you don't believe me
Take my seat and wait for it to start
Let the lights fade out beneath me

The bright lights of New York

And I see it all
And I see it all
I see this postcard on the wall
And I see it all

One last look into your eyes
The day had only just begun, yeah
With the gentle bruising in the skies
By the sun, yeah, by the sun

And I see it all
And I see it all
I see this postcard on the wall
And I see it all

One step further, one step more
One day closer than before
To the bright lights in New York
One day closer than before
Bright lights in New York
Bright lights in New York

To the bright lights of New York

Bright lights in New York

. . .


People wanna know just how old I was when I left home
People wanna know just how old I was when I hit the road
People wanna know just how old I was when I left the comfort zone
People wanna know, gotta walk a mile in my moccasins
They wanna know, they wanna know if it's paying dividends

And if it's time well spent
Find out at the end
Of the Q & A
It is only time we're spending
On a happy ending
To Q & A

People wanna know if I'm having big fun
I don't care of your feet hurt no no
You gotta run, you gotta run

And is it time well spent?
Find out where it went
Of the Q & A
It is only time we're spending
On a happy ending
To Q & A

What you wanna know?
What you wanna know?

. . .


It's a very fine line, babe
Between you and me
Between you and I
And I crossed it many times
Mmh
Still you're mine babe
Still you're mine

So if I had a million
If I had a million
Yeah
You would have a million too
You would have a million too

So when it comes to payback
Mmh
I'ma pay you back babe
I'll be paying for
Cause i ain't scared no
I ain't scared of a little manual labor
Work it off and so

If I had a million
If I had a million
Yeah
You would have a million
Mmh
You would have a million too
Yeah
You would have a million too

And if I had a million
Pounds of chances
I would spend 'em all yeah on us
And if I had a million
Dollars and cents
To spend it wildly
I would spend it all
On something I could trust

And if I had a million
If I had a million
Mmh
You would have a million
You would have a million too
You would have a million too
Yeah
You would have a million too
You would have a million too

Yeah
Too
You would have a million
Too

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One too many
Early in the DJ booth
Really make your head spin

Find a place on a stair
In a a drawer in the attic
Take it all in

Must be the pigtails on your shoulder
Like she wore for me

One too many
Early at the back door
Gonna get your head twisted

Run back inside
In the noise and lights think on it
And how much I missed it

Must be the pigtails on your shoulder
Like she wore for me

Must be the light shinning down from the glitter board
Must be the night winding down from the alcohol

Must be pigtails

. . .


Meet me at the station at seven o'clock
You know what I like and that I like 'em a lot
Let's go somewhere quiet where we can engage
Let's go somewhere rowdy where we can misbehave

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

Life is how you take it don't you think
I'll walk you to work when you finish your drink
Life is how you take it and so on and so on and so on
Get me in for nothing so my night can go on, go on, go on

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

Give me just a little bit
Give me an inch you know I'm taking it
And all of this time we spend talking shit
Baby it's all about making it

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

Whispered in my ear for me to meet her outside
You konw that I'll wait coz I've been waiting all night
Everybody's leaving and we're moving back to mine
It's a beautiful evening for taking our time

Give me just a little bit
Give me an inch you know I'm taking it
And all of this time we spend talking shit
Baby it's all about making it

Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker
Coz I'm a maker baby
I'm a maker

. . .


Things have been going wrong
long enough to know,
everythin' is right.

Been walkin' in the dark
long enough to know.
Finally seein' the light.

I've been losing
long enough to know,
when I finally won.

And even the blind man can tell,
when he's walkin' in the sun.

Cried enough
to know
is feelin' called a smile.

And I've been border wrong
long enough to know,
when I do in style.

I've been runned
long enough to know,
no more need to run.

And even the blind man can tell,
when he's walkin' in the sun.

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hmm...

And the wind is at my back
and I'm sailing on a ship
that's overdue.

Well, I've blown so many chances
that I ain't gonna blow this chance, too.

And I've seen enough
bad time to know,
good time's begun.

Even the blind man can tell,
when he's walkin' in the sun.

Walkin' in the sun.

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