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Round and Round
02:58
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Gonna run
.
Go and run then
.
I gotta run
round the drawing room and back again
.
And round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home.
And round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home
.
Never leave.
Never leave me.
Never leave.
Never leave me please.
And round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home.
And round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home
.
Gonna run then
,
or maybe take up pottery
or drink myself insensible
like the forced laughs of a hen-do-zoom-party
and round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home.
And round and round and round we go
-
we have the highs and oh my god we’ve had the lows.
And round and round and round we go
-
we can’t get out, we can’t get out of our home
.
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2. |
What Is Wrong With Me?
03:58
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On a good day I feel like I could accomplish anything
.
On a good day I feel like I wanna carry on.
and on a good day I feel everything about me illuminating
.
On a good day I feel like I wanna carry on
.
It’s all in your head
.
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me
?
Stuck in your head -
what is wrong with me
?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Stuck in your head
-
Oh, what is wrong with me
?
Oh, what is wrong with me
?
Tell me what’s wrong with me
.
Stuck in your head -
it’s over me
don’t let go of me
don’t let go.
I guess you never really know.
On a bad day I get restless and afraid of everyone
.
On a bad day I am black tar that is pulling down.
On a bad day I am worthless and my very worst enemy
.
On a bad day I am stuck where I don’t want to be
.
In my head -
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
In my head -
Oh, what is wrong with me
?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Tell me what’s wrong with me
.
All in my head -
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Stuck in your head
-
Don’t let go of me
don’t let go.
Guess you never really know.
In my head,
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Stuck in your head -
what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
In my head -
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Oh, what is wrong with me?
Stuck in your head
-
Don’t let go of me
don’t let go
I wanted to tell you though.
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Don’t you think
we should give this up for good
?
pay someone else
to give her what we couldn’t give her
but, well, we wanted to, I guess...
But she doesn’t know you
doesn’t know you
she doesn’t know you
she doesn’t know you
yet...
But she doesn’t hate you
doesn’t hate you
doesn’t hate you
doesn’t hate you
yet...
And I guess we’re gonna be just fine,
she’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
she’s the best thing in your life.
She’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
the best thing in your life
and probably in mine.
Feelings that are wrong
sometimes creep up when I’m tired
and get mixed up in the general mise en scene
of endless laundry and domesticity.
She don’t hate you yet,
but she doesn’t know you yet.
Yet...
Well, I guess we’re gonna be just fine
she’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
she’s the best thing in your life.
She’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
She’s the best thing in your life,
and probably in mine too.
The writings on the wall
.
No - it’s literally on the wall.
But I guess we’re gonna be just fine
she’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
the best thing in your life
.
LIFE!
She’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
the best thing in your life.
She’s the best thing
she’s the best thing
the best thing in your life
and probably in mine.
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4. |
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I wanna help the Americans.
Somebody help the Americans
.
They got a lot of situations that they don’t understand
-
they’ve got a better way of voting, they still get the wrong man
,
Somebody help them
,
somebody help the Americans!
Somebody help -
help the Americans!
Somebody help the Americans!
God help the Americans!
They got a lot of situations they don’t fully understand,
and they’ve got impediments and a history of violence
and I want to help them out -
somebody help the Americans!
They got a lot of fucking problems that are very American.
I wanna help the Americans.
Somebody help the Americans.
They got a lot of situations that they don’t understand;
Like medication, education, systemic racism
-
and I want to help them out of this.
Somebody help the Americans!
They got a lot of fucking problems going on down the hill.
They got a lot of fucking problems that are very American.
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5. |
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Shouting outside through the window,
scattered, four sheets to the wind.
The smell on the air is a battleground.
I don’t know where to begin with all this
.
There are holes in the webbing
from where I clung on to you
.
There are fissures in the ceiling tiles
wide enough for me to crawl through
.
Well, your love was a lie
and your love’s gonna die
and I kinda wanna be there when it happens.
Well, your love was a lie
and your love’s gonna die
and I kinda wanna be there when it happens to you.
Board up the holes in the window panes
with the remnants of things that we owned
.
Scatter the pieces in a hurricane
named after someone we know
Well, your love was a lie
and your love’s gonna die
and I kinda wanna be there when it happens.
Well, your love was a lie
and I wanna be there when it happens to you
and I don’t know why I ever loved you
.
I don’t know why I ever loved you, but I do
Resting a cheek on ceramic tiles
like the cold, cold embrace of my lover
.
Down in the depths of my cellars
there are the desperate cries of another
.
Well, I still wonder if you ever think of me
down in the dark, on your own
,
staring out from the bottom of
the hole that you dug in the middle of your home.
Well, your love was a lie
and your love’s gonna die
and I kinda wanna be there when it happens.
Well, your love was a lie
and your love’s gonna die
and I wanna be there for you
and I can’t think why I ever loved you
I don’t know why I ever loved you, but I still do.
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6. |
Tick-Tock Tin-Hearts
03:21
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I’m tired of looking at things
in scrolling feeds of enemies.
Tick-tock tin-hearts entropy and shut down.
It’s not too late for humanity
If it’s not too late for you and me.
And it’s not too late for anything that I can see
,
Oh if only I could just be me.
But you’ve got hate your enemies
like the box they put you in all your life.
Confirmation surgery.
Do or die.
It’s not too late for anything
,
maybe it’s not too late to show your heart
,
Not too late to shout about who you are.
Oh, it’s not too late to make a start
.
But not everything is worth photographing
in this cult of your personality.
I had anxiety before it was popular, so I got it free.
and I can’t afford the therapy
to assuage the guilt for seeking therapy.
So the tick-tock tin-hearts can drown themselves
drowning out the sound of people reaching out
.
Maybe it’s not too late for humanity.
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I still see you
I still see you last.
I can’t help you
I can’t change the past.
Don’t say anything to anyone
-
anything to anyone around
.
I can’t help you
,
I can’t help you reach out,
Just don’t expect who you are
to change who your were
.
Don’t forget who you are at the start -
Like you already are.
Tomorrow never mattered
but it kept on fucking happening a lot
.
Don’t change anything about you though,
don’t change anything about who you are.
Just don’t say anything
anything about your past
.
Don’t expect who you are
to change who you were
.
Don’t regret who you are at this start.
And don’t forget things you’ve been
.
Don’t forget things you’ve seen and done
and don’t regret who you’ve been to me.
I think you’re OK
.
And I really, really mean that - you know -
I really really think you’re OK.
Just don’t expect who you are
to change who you were
.
Don’t regret who you are at this start.
Dont’ forget who you’ve been
Don’t forget things you’ve seen and done
and don’t forget me.
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8. |
Keep On Keeping On
02:48
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There’s dreams I’ve had
where everyone was a lighthouse for something bad.
Well, keep a light on you
for anybody who happens to be passing through
in the dark.
You can switch on the light in the dark.
Switch on the light in the dark
and keep on keeping on
.
And keep it on
People like us
will never be the cause of anything serious.
Well, I like our chances -
we pay the bills but never have to pay the cost.
(In the dark.
)
You can switch on the light in the dark
and switch on the light in the dark
and keep on keeping on
.
You can switch on the light in the dark.
You can switch on the light in the dark.
You can switch on the light in the dark
and keep on keeping on
.
Keep on keeping on.
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9. |
(untitled 2021)
00:54
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10. |
Unprecedented
04:07
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I think you already know this
but we have not been here before
.
They call these times unprecedented
and I don’t care anymore
.
We watch the cracks in the paintwork grow longer
shoddy and broken
while I catch snatches of desperate words
that are heard but not spoken
.
Well the outside is still outside
,
somehow we are not and I am not OK with this
Someone tell me that is alright.
In your lifetime, looking backwards,
did you every think you’d see such days as these?
Well, I thought I might
And I’m alright
.
I’m alright.
I get the feeling I was born for this, somehow, at first,
but now I am certain
.
I can hide under the blankets of silence and loss
draw my curtains
.
As we learn nothing from experts
and see without thinking
.
We try to suffer in comfort though,
and function without drinking.
Well, the outside is still outside
but somehow we are not and I am not OK with this -
tell me that is alright, someone
.
Because I miss people -
So many people that I have not seen in such a long,
long time before all this even happened.
So, maybe one day we might get there - standing closer or holding hands or
sharing anything in the sunlight again
.
And be alright again.
And be alright.
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11. |
Owed Two Joy
03:03
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If I could write a book
you would be a chapter heading
and I could write a screenplay
you’d be the lead
But not everything
not everything
not everything
is necessarily interesting
and not everyone
not everyone
not everyone
can say what they feel
Like I can’t explain the sound of a loaded silence
and I can’t express the depths of what I feel.
So write everything
write everything
write everything
In pages of diaries
in the tombs of who I was
and what I feel
Not everything
not everything
not everything gets fixed by eulogising
not everyone
not everyone
not everyone can say what they feel.
Like I can’t explain the sound of a loaded silence
and I can’t express the depths of what I feel.
I can’t explain the sound of a loaded silence
and I can’t express the depths of what I feel.
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