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Cotton candy fill tune brain
Amusing yourself as you queue in the rain
Thinking of the price you'll have to pay
For the vinyl you'll never play
Buy buy buy til the music dies
Buy buy buy
Tell me the true meaning of record store day
The majors took over the game they play
The independents can no longer afford to play
Forgetting the phase they go to the haze
Tell me the meaning of record store day
Tell me the meaning of record store day
No cute split EPs
Just rows and rows of pink vinyl Bruce Springsteen LPs
It's enough to bring me down to my knees
On record store day
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Bomb Psychedelia
02:29
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Cut off my head to spite the mirror
Singing songs nobody wants to hear
Loving my own gunpowder plot
Gonna bomb psychedelia
Just a cat who hates the cream
No longer sleeps too busy dreaming
Loving my own gunpowder plot
Gonna bomb psychedelia
Catnap catnap gonna need a catnap
Catnap catnap I'm gonna need a catnap
Catnap catnap I'm gonna need a catnap
Taking action against the high
Drinking overpriced beer to get myself by
Gonna make my own gunpowder plot
Yeah I'm gonna bomb psychedelia
Velvet clothes his mother's old size
Euro Syd Barrett all very nice
Loving my gunpowder plot
Gonna bomb psychedelia
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Never Learn
04:09
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It's no secret I adore you
It's no secret I desire you
No I am not the one your affection lingers on
I continue to admire
Though a longing I'll confess to
I have no wish to possess you
For you are not an object for anyone to collect
It would be in no one's interests
And how I wish that I could forget you
But I know I'd just fall for you again
Seems that I never learn
Yes, it seems that I never learn
Guess I should've seen it coming
I should've known from the beginning
I should've known that you would flee from me
Too long had I been winning
It's a hollow victory, what you've been doing to me
Now I'm on my knees d'you see what you've been doing to me
Don't talk when I'm not in the room
Don't talk to your friends about me
Don't even talk to yourself
Stop stealing my ideas, writing them all down
And please stop saying I'm paranoid
I know that's what anyone says
And how I wish that I could forget you
But I know I'd just fall for you again
Seems that I never learn
Yes, it seems that I never learn
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The Bordellos St Helens, UK
Midlife crisis, teenage angst, put them in songs and sell them to the Yanks...they say "No thanks"...A family business and cottage industry (that makes no money whatsoever). We're underrated and underpaid, still we refuse to change our ways. A band since 2003 but playing for far longer, accept no substitutes. ... more
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It grabs you by the throat. Visceral and beautiful stuff.
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Evan Dice is very talented and a good bloke too. Check his stuff out.
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