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The Night And Its Charms
04:23
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It's getting late
The sun's gone down
We're in the splendour of
The darker side of town
The seagulls pick through the bins as we walk by
We share our secrets and then work out which ones are the lies
Secret pleasures
Safe from harm
We can hide away in the night and all its charms
Who is to say
What we do is wasted
When we're embraced in the arms of the night and all its charms?
Never taught how to live
Never shown the ropes
We're living in an achromatic world
As insatiable impostors
We hold the keys to our own liberation
We just need to open our eyes and awaken to the light
And we could have it all
We could really have it all
We're allies in the mission of eternal damnation
Pale bodies animated by the action
But it's a new day at the same asylum
The charges are set, so let's prime them
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When I see you having fun it makes me unhappy
I shower daily to preserve my normality
I measure my pride on how much you like me
I measure my success by my low heart rate
I have stability; I have freedom
My life is removed from obstruction
I cannot hear the music
So I don't know how to dance
I've got a love that's incurable
I've got a lust I can't control
I'm seeking a big adventure
To reclaim what's left of my soul
My mind is a temple of modesty
Years of boredom have taken their toll
I'm a cog that's been oiled to within an inch of its life
And every day I turn, turn, turn
I'm an alumni of the reformatory
I'm everything my parents wanted me to be
I'm a well-behaved angel
And I've got my sobriety
But I cannot hear the music
So I don't know how to dance
I've got some bright ideas
I won't let them go to waste
I can sense something just beyond the bittersweet
That I'm only just beginning to taste
I've pinned all of my hopes to an asteroid
Coming down from outer space
I'm a well-intentioned boy
Becoming disillusioned with the human race
But I'm waking up to the music
And I'm learning how to dance
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3. |
That Bastard Blues
08:34
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Everywhere I live
Everywhere I walk
And everywhere I go
There's always someone, somewhere, who wants to know
The places I think I'm sheltered
The unspoiled little havens I call home
Where I'm free to run and I'm free to roam
There's always someone, somewhere, who wants to know
I'll tuck in my shirt
I'll fix my tie
I'll cross my heart, baby
And hope not to die
Today
I ain't ever found a safe place
I'm gonna get out of this town
And move far away
Somewhere the devil don't wanna play
I can hear action from afar
War-time sounds
Hundreds of rounds
Fire all around
We gotta get out of this town
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to go
There ain't no safe place
Anywhere around
Kid comes in
With a gun in his hand
You get down
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The Taboo Club Birmingham, UK
Forming in 2018, The Taboo Club are entirely of their own, combining their individual talents and diverse influences to
create something heart-breakingly cathartic. A densely layered mix of erratic rhythms and intertwined melodies that commands attention and welcomes intimacy.
‘’Birmingham’s new kings of cool'' Counteract Magazine
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