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Welcome Mat
03:58
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Everytime you open up girl,
I get locked out, you lock me out.
Next time you open shop i'm breaking in girl,
to rob your bones,
and push just a little bit of you out.
I don't know much about,
library of books in your house
but i know you don't read them.
Just like you they're for show,
all alone and i know,
our paint wont mix with my broken stick.
You got to let me in.
So everytime you come around,
doesn't matter how far down,
you've dug yourself i'll pick you out.
So don't play worry tennis with your tit for tat,
just leave your problems at my welcome mat,
just come on in kick off those holy shoes.
Still i don't know much about,
library of books in your house,
but i know you don't read them.
Just like you they're for show,
all alone and i know,
our paint won't mix and glue won't stick.
You got to let me in.
So everytime you come around,
doesn't matter how far down,
you've dug yourself i'll pick you out.
So don't play worry tennis with your tit for tat,
just leave your problems at my welcome mat,
just come on in kick off those holy shoes.
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End of an Error
03:30
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3. |
Binevenagh
03:39
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That leap of faith that we made, naive dogs who can't behave.
You crossed, i fell, we're gone.
Feelings that you held for me, on polystyrene boards,
snap in two continue,
to hum it wrong when i sing you a beatle song.
From me to you something help in my life.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
Awkward sentences we said explode like stun grenades.
Shrapnel fills our mouths.
We'll pick them out with our tongues,
now go tell everyone, this boy is not all there.
You take my queen to realise your checkmate king.
You got to learn to think four moves ahead boy.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
But you must be having a laugh,
old Danny boy has never called from so far away.
I'm catching the next train then thumbing home.
Twenty four candles burn wax over all my fears.
I'm slowing but my futures fast,
god damn another year has past.
But these bones don't feel that old,
and i know we're getting closer,
creeping closer to the camera clicks,
and then we stick, and then we stick, and then we stick.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
But you must be having a laugh,
old Danny boy has never called from so far away,
I'm catching the next train then thumbing home.
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4. |
Little Air
03:48
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Time alone made you sick.
Thinking that your bones just won't stick to me.
But your surface is shiny clean.
You surface just to breathe a little air to go down.
A little air to go down on her.
Paint me, paint me thick.
Paint me any colour you want to pick.
But cover me, cover me, come me from head to toe.
Your fashion sense lets people know,
exactly who you are.
A little air to go down.
A little air to go down on her.
A little air to go down.
A little air to go down on me.
This generation feed on electric dinners beamed,
from their TV sets straight into their heads.
Forced advertisements, designer clothes.
You are what you eat so make sure you eat all,
of your five a day.
But these bad sleeper daydreamers,
wont stand a chance in hell.
They're never going to be what they want to be.
So wrap your hands up put on your gloves,
we're not falling out we're just making love,
thinking of someone else.
A little air to go down,
A little air to go down on her.
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Ruairí & The Owls
Ruairí & The Owls is the creative output of Irish north coaster Ruairí Connolly. Armed with a selection of friends at the helm to bring his catchy well crafted songs alive on stage. Great dynamics, witty lyrics and hooky melodies. You can't help but get your feet stomping and hands clapping experiencing this bunch of charismatic musicians live. ... more
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