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edinburgh
03:12
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F, E, A, C - repeated throughout the whoooleee thing
people out in the street tonight
people who dont wanna fight
then the lights arent allowed outside anymore
theyre told to go behind closed doors
theyre only dead to keep the cold out
smokey local in the belief
that a stranger would know and respect his seat
abandoning it for a cigarette
the basis on which i decide to maintain my respect
is that i know too many men like him at home
they come and they come for the music alone
and i know that will be me when i start to feel old
his one pint of dark frothy beer sits sad
when compared with two glasses of red wine
which place would you rather be?
which drink would you rather be drinking
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2. |
under my skin
04:04
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D, G, F, C all the way throuuugh (add the 7 into ur chords if u like)
clothes cover my carpet
my ex-boyfriends drawings cover my walls
my best friend’s band’s setlist
some long some small
cartoons of an ex-prime minister
scribbles I will one day get scribbled on me
under my skin
don’t wanna let you in
every single note a stranger has left in my case
you’re absolutely gorgeous
now I’m no cactus expert
but I know a prick when I see one
and my pot plants don’t hold succulents
but, when you enter this one
you’ll find my clothes are the last line of defence
please don’t tread on my stuff
oh please don’t, please don’t
every single note
a stranger has left in my case
you’re absolutely gorgeous
i love this place
i’ll put it all under my skin
still don’t wanna let you in
don’t wanna let you in
don’t wanna let you in
clothes cover my carpet
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3. |
four hour health
03:43
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Verses - G, Am, Bm, A#maj, C, Am, D, G
we’ve had some good times
over the past year
right now they’re out of reach
cause we havent been drinking
for our health
we’ve still been dancing and leaving the house
next week is your birthday
i’ll throw you a party
we can drink a bottle of champagne each
and look at the stars as we fall asleep
on my trampoline
this bit - Em, Bm, Am, D, Em, Bm, Am, D, A#, Am, D, G
this past month of sobriety
came on when you dared me
to give my liver a chance to recover
and not touch another drink until you turn nineteen
now I’m twenty-seven days deep
I’ve been getting tonnes of sleep
and shit tonnes of vitamin C
but I’m still not happy
i miss having stupid conversation
with our cabbies
we’ve had some good times
over the past year
right now they’re out of reach
cause we havent been drinking
for our health
we’ve still been dancing and leaving the house
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4. |
same shoes
02:26
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F#m, E, A repeated heeaps
picking chipping, tearing my fingernails
slowly slowly, growing out my hair
busy too busy all statement no black or white
C#m
not clean cut, simple, minimal,
B, C
no Nike, not tidy, not likely
smell so bad I haven’t showered in two weeks
deodourant and dry shampoo do the trick
cheap mimickery
only cost two dollars, earthy colours
old jewellery
same shoes everyday of the week
I like this, I like this, I like this
picking, chipping, tearing my fingernails
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5. |
one foot in the grave
04:28
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G Bm
one foot in the grave and he don’t care
C D#
not too close a shave for his facial hair
Am B
one too many times far too many times
Am D
he’s been kicked while he’s been lying down
Bm Em
and to him it’s just another loss
Bm Em
one more kiss will save his soul
Bm Em
he’s convinced that he’s not gunna win
Am D
and I try and I try and I try to convince him otherwise
almost, but not quite a pack a day,
and he’s still fucking terrified of turning grey,
he’s danced with the devil more times than I can count on my hands
he’s got one foot in the grave.
I’m hoping one day, that I will make him see
one more kiss, will save his soul,
his pockets hold tobacco and ventolin
his wallet his keys and my hands when it gets cold
KEY CHANGE (lol)
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andie Katoomba, Australia
Hailing from Dharug & Gundungurra land (the Blue Mountains), outside of Eora (Sydney), andie's songwriting combines old
school jazz vocals and folk style lyrics with bluesy tones.
andie sheds a fresh perspective on heartbreak and intimacy with her whimsical cynicism.
She loves to indulge in a hell of a spiteful song.
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