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The Young Knives
The Young Knives


Информация
Откуда Ashby-de-la-Zouch, England
Жанры Post-punk Revival
Indie Rock
Годы 1998—н.в.
Лейблы Transgressive Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Henry Dartnall
Thomas "The House of Lords" Dartnall
Oliver Askew



Альбом The Young Knives


Superabundance (10.03.2008)
10.03.2008
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2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
I Can Hardly See Them
8.
9.
Rue The Days
10.
Flies
11.
Mummy Light The Fire
12.
13.
Long Cool Drinks By The Pool (hidden track)
. . .


Home
Home is where the house is
Rows and rows of houses
Roads that carry on

Home
Keeps you moving forward
I think you'll walk forever

Don't follow the signs
They are misguiding
Despite the design
This world's not fit for you
Not fit for you
Fit for you
Not fit for you

You're
You're walking without speaking
Keep the pace brisk
Your body insists that you should sleep

A chance
A chance would be a fine thing
I think you'll walk forever

Don't follow the signs
They are misguiding
Despite the design
This world's not fit for you

Don't follow the signs
They are misguiding
Despite the design
This world's not fit for you

Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?
Hey! Runner, what are you running from?

Hey! Runner, what are you running
Don't follow the signs
They are misguiding
Despite the design
This world's not fit for you

Don't follow the signs
They are misguiding
Despite the design
This world's not fit for you
Not fit for you
Fit for you
Not fit for you

. . .



I took a good long look at everything I brought
There was a lot to see but still I wanted more
It looks like mother natures got herself a bore
With a disregard for health and safety

Fake rape, real snake
Terra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma

Fake rape, real snake
Terra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma

The world of wonder lies beyond this door
Take the first right into town I am sure
Something, something
Something, something

Fake rape, real snake
LyricsTerra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma

Fake rape, real snake
Terra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma

You don't need to make friends
You don't need to sleep
You talk to much
You talk to much

Fake rape, real snake
Terra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma

Fake rape, real snake
Terra firma terra firma
Fake rape real snake
Terra firma terra firma


. . .


I got dressed up, up to the nines
I took a look in the mirror, i wish i was thinner then everything would be fine
At least I smell nice, so come on and breathe me in
whats the point (x3)
whats the point (x3)

coz everybody look’s famous
and they’ve been wasting lots of time
everybody feels special tonight
up all night

and its a showdown and its down to the wire
the faces are warm, so pale and drawn
the last ones to retire
and if no one can manage a smile
well whats the point?

coz everybody looks famous
and they’ve been wasting lots of time
everybody is special in their minds eye
uh oh oh oh oh

night up all night up all night…

we’re not sleeping we are staying up all night
up all night
up all night…

rock bottom
rock bottom
you’ve hit rock bottom
rock bottom
rock bottom
you’ve hit rock bottom

coz everybody looks famous
and we’ve been wasting lots of time
everybody is special in their minds eye
uh oh oh oh oh
everybody feels special tonight
we’re not sleeping we are staying up all night

. . .


We're not numbers
We're not numbers anymore
We're the counters
We're not numbers anymore

We're not numbers
We're not numbers anymore
We're the counters
We're the counters

It seems that all the milk's gone sour
And I can't believe my eyes
I drank to put me out of my misery
cruel to be kind
The sweat has dried into my shirt
and I tried to bite my tongue
I know you think that I am joking around
you've got that wrong, wrong, wrong

Sitting in the front seat
Turning on the motor
Sucking on the hose pipe
Keep it turning over

It seems that everything's gone wrong
Since you entered my life
For me to stay here would be a bad idea
And thats not so nice, nice, nice

Sitting in the front seat
Turning on the motor
Sucking on the hose pipe
Keep it turning over
Keep it turning over

. . .


We've got bets your on the move
Afternoons fade into afternoons
Wearing the frown of hand me downs
Kicking cushions dust with good time shoes

Is it just a sound
That bounces on the ground
Is it just a silence
A silence of surrounds

You are the light switch
You are the light switch

All your friends are squeezing you
Just to see you do your stuff
Ripped knee slacks on factory tracks and city boys
sing along with top ten tunes

Is it just a sound
That bounces on the ground
Is it just a silence
A silence of surrounds


Faces I have seen
In broken down machines
You can make a difference
And tell us what it means

You are the light switch
You are the light switch
And I noticed the light switch
Because the light you shine is bright x2

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Aaaaaand it still stands x2

You are the light switch
You are the light switch
And I noticed the light switch
Because the light you shine is bright x2

. . .


These are my hands
These are brick walls
Men can break down brick walls
Men can break down brick walls
These are my hands
These are brick walls
Men can break down brick walls
Men can break down brick walls

Where are the spoils?
Where are the treats?
I've been worked to the bone
I've been worked off my feet
Head in my hands
Hands in the soil
I've been cheated and stripped of my perfect retreat

We're all slaves on this ship
We're all slaves on this ship
This ship's sinking
We will not reach the shore
We will not reach the shore
Reach the shore

My back is sore
So I sleep on the floor
With the dust and the leaves
That blew under the door
These are my chores
These are my chores
I must not show the strain

We're all slaves on this ship
We're all slaves on this ship
This ship's sinking
We will not reach the shore
We will not reach the shore
Reach the shore
This ship's sinking
This ship's sinking
This ship's sinking

Turn tail and run
Turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
(x4)

Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts
Jump from the prow, jump from the prow
Swim to the coast, boat full of ghosts
Jump from the prow, jump from the prow
Jump from the prow, jump from the prow
Jump from the prow

Turn tail and run
Turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
Turn tail and run
Turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run

We're all slaves on this ship
We're all slaves on this ship
This ship's sinking
We will not reach the shore
We will not reach the shore
Reach the shore
This ship's sinking
This ship's sinking
This ship's sinking

Turn tail and run
Turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run
I will turn tail and run

. . .

I Can Hardly See Them

[Нет текста]

. . .


Help me, I'm starting to expire.
I hope that I can hire a helping hand.
It's got a meaning, I really hadn't thought of.
I really should take care of the things I have.

I have to hold you.
Have to hold you in a headlock.
I have to force you into wedlock.
That's how I am.

I'm dyed in the wool.
Dyed in the wool. (x2)

Fucking love, when I should buckle down.
And I shouldn't hang around, for what that's worth.
Can you forgive me?
We're headed irrational.
Freakish passion for passion, that's my curse.
That's my curse.

I'm dyed in the wool.
Dyed in the wool. (x2)

I'm dyed in the wool.
I'm dyed in the wool. (x6)

Dyed in the wool.

. . .

Rue The Days

[Нет текста]

. . .

Flies

[Нет текста]

. . .

Mummy Light The Fire

[Нет текста]

. . .


Father bring your sons and daughters,
Bring them everyone.
To leave them is to love them,
Now it must be done.
All you have taught them,
All you have talked about,
Has prepared them well.
Bring your songs and bring your daughters,
Bring the warning bell.

Chorus:

The current of the river,
The current of the river,
Brings voices on the water,
Brings voices on the water.

(x2)

Lock your doors and all your windows,
Climb the rooves and spires.
Burning brightly in the distance,
Are the creeping fires.
All you have worked for,
All your prosperity,
Will not rescue them.
Father fighting,
For your family,
You will see again.

Chorus.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall.

Chorus.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall, Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall.

Chorus to end.

. . .

Long Cool Drinks By The Pool

[Нет текста]

. . .


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