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listerine
00:49
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bent on listerine
and i'll never stop to dream
of a better way
to make it through the day
i'll sing along
to all your stupid songs
if it means i get to sleep
for just seven nights a week
and sleep alone
all alone again
and the cold pours through the door
onto your side
of a single bed
and i know that means my wish is granted
everything i ever wanted
just not what i'd expect
the days are long
and so's my song
not this one though
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dans les nuages
02:10
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you have never known when i am going
you have never seen where i have gone
you have never been where i am growing
you have always been what i have known
and i won't tell you
what i have seen
in the clouds
you have always carried out the motions
you have always understood the sounds
you have only ever crossed the ocean
with one foot planted firmly on the ground
and i won't tell you
what i have seen
in the clouds
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eddy ave
02:01
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on the corner of pitt st and eddy ave
a pump bottle in my hand
i'm thinkin about
all the time we had
and all the times we didn't have
the bus ride's longer than it's ever been
and i'm trying my level best to sleep
the lollies are warm in my pocket
my phone doesn't ring so i lock it
i've tried it so now i can knock it
climbing out at the jolimont centre
i recall your many letters
reconsider returning them to you
then, climbing in the car with my mum
that drive's never much fun
one day i'll learn when to shut up
the car ride's as long as it's always been
and i'm trying my level best to speak
about things in a way that's polite
about things that are happening that are nice
but instead, i talk about you
and i hardly know you
but i'd like to show you
how much i can forget
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bed bugs
01:55
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i am the bug in my bed
i do not bite
my heart beats like no beast
that ever bit me back
when i'm drunk i do not drive
and i can't sleep when i am tired
i pluck a hair from the dog
that ever me inspired
no room like my old room
shone so bright at night
despite my fright
and no dog like that old dog
could rectify my love
she was the kettle to my pot
i was the nettle and the knot
in her hair
her brush would tear
i was the dinner, not yet hot
i was the newly empty lot
on the way there
on evenings fair
no light like that little light
on my music player
wished me goodnight
and no door like that extra door
could make me feel at home
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