1. |
Pi Is Exactly Three
03:58
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we'll build a fiction out of fleeting looks
the times we never said hello
well how are you
swallow, turn out the lights
lay here beside me
we'll mouth the words that keep us young
that give us hope
that keep us bitter and cold
don't touch me 'cause i'm on the dancefloor
and oh complex but i know, i know
love me 'til i can't breathe faster
love me 'til all i can say is no
come on, come on, come on, come on, use me
come on, come on, come on, i'll use you too
you're a tune, a melody
a clockwork angel fallen
singing 'la la la la la'
all right, let's go
throw me down the stairs again
bite into the muscle
taste religion inbetween the sheets
it's circular, encircle me
but don't touch me 'cause i'm on the dancefloor
and oh complex but i know, i know
love me 'til i can't breathe faster
love me 'til all i can say is no
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2. |
End of Every Movie
02:42
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this is an apology
for the events of last weekend
i was brash and bold
cocksure but came too quickly
left the sheets looking like hell
you had another dream about me
bedposts creak and boy was i good
i took it in stride
had forgotten how your skin felt
followed you upstairs
feigning naivete
we die we grieve
we move on
and the next town is closer than you think
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3. |
Supersexy '67
02:39
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Somewhere west of Manchester
North Atlantic and Blue
A girl in Union Jack lays, ecclesiastically
Green eyes for a guitarist
With borrowed Marxist hair
And a speech impediment
Called Supersexy '67
She's bent over Ikea
And falling in lust
While her man hums the Beach Boys'
"Ko-Ko-Kokomo"
Wood-paneled and retro
They watch some TV
An emo girl selling lipstick
Supersexy '67
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4. |
I Guess the Kids Are OK
03:28
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this is a car crash
i am a new flame
cut it, cut it, cut it, cut it
focus, focus
tear down the spotlights
real is the new fake
this is not right, this is not right
cut cords, set fire to flashlights
shut down the airwaves
forget your new name
we need torches, we need torches
hey man, we've got it made
oh california, oh st. sebastian
oh kelly deal 3000
shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
focus, focus
no truth, no chemicals
hey, hey
we are the one
this is the north coast
this is the new wave
whisper quiet
shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
no truth, no chemicals
hey, hey
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Coltrane Motion Chicago
hey, let's make a dance record that sounds like what we dance to: girl groups and big beat and fuzzed-out indiepop / let's make a shoegaze laptop record out of drum breaks, guitar drone and broken synthesizers / yeh, let's call it rock n roll
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