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Polska
02:04
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He tells a story about talking with his fist
It’s just so boring but these kids seem into it
You don’t excite me and Alexader ain’t all that Great
I just say “take this” ‘cause your talk is oh so straight.
All they do is take it lightly
A good night (it ain’t likely)
She’s leaving from the party she getting up at 8
I float inside and find another date
Lifeless smoke and Chopin vodka
My dear you know I told ya
My dear you know that I told ya
This night is like Christmas in Polska
All they do is take it lightly
A good night it ain’t likely
It’s Christmas in Polska
(My dear)
It’s Christmas in Polska
(My dear)
It’s Christmas in Polska
(My dear)
It’s Christmas in Polska
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2. |
Boardwalk Rats
04:03
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My old man’s
Dying bed
It’s a pharmacy that gets me through the day
Morphine queens
Boardwalk things
Coney Island teens
I won’t turn back again no more
I’ve said this so many times before
Knocked out to his back, collapsed by the shore
Brooklyn boars, Frankie’s internal war
My girlfriend
Can’t comprehend
Love burns at one end
This is all pretend
Neon dreams
Gym routines
Lonely and 19
My only gripe, she tells me all the time
I won’t turn back again no more
I’ve said this so many times before
Knocked out to his back, collapsed by the shore
Brooklyn boars, Frankie’s internal war
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3. |
Atrocious (1971)
03:08
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Walked down, stumbling at the city centre
Alone in the street
Walked down, tried to find my bus home
Alone, got beaten to shit on the road
But I feel alright
Woke up, all my things are gone now
My phone and I.D
Somehow I managed to find my way home
What the fuck happened to me
But I feel alright
You can't get
The love expected
When you're talking
Shit to fools
You won't get
The love you wanted
When your pills are now coming down
Oh ohhh
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4. |
Ocean Waif
03:06
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You washed up on the sand
Onto a beach with a bitter man
You were worked and stripped of sanity
A lack of light in captivity
You washed up on the sand
Onto a beach with no plan
Through the dark your ashen face
Never quite found its place
You’re the Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The girl’s not safe
She’s the Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
Oh Yeah
And henceforth you broke the locks
Ran away escaped the docks
Found a home of a novelist
In short time you did untwist
You’re the Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The girl’s not safe
She’s the Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
Oh Yeah
Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The girl’s not safe
She’s the Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
The Ocean Waif
Oh Yeah
From the sand
From the sand
From the sand
From the sand
From the sand
From the sand
From the sand
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5. |
Pretty Darlings
04:49
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Honey
You're such a pretty fool
You take me for a tool
I know where you’ve been
You’ve been seeing other men
Lover
I ain’t playin’ coy
Get off with all your toys
Fucker
I’m not giving in anymore
Go home cry to your whore
Oh yes I’ve seen you
Way up in your loft babe
Uptown with another man
With another man
So what?
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
I’m not giving any more
(Oh Pretty Darlings)
I’m not giving any more
(Oh Pretty Darlings)
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6. |
Significant Other
04:12
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If you love a girl who writes
You will live her lives surprised
You have yet to find her
The words are disguised
Hold her pen ink stained hand
Try to understand
The pens that stained her past
The day when you will lose her too
So far but could be soon
After all you are
After all
You are the painter
After all
You are the painter
After all
After all
After all
After all
I don’t care
But I dont think she even cares at all
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7. |
Molly and Me
04:46
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Broken in three, Molly and me
Through this I see this life ain’t what it seems
Oh what a lie, I won’t miss you all the time
Truly sublime, without her I feel fine
And after all we broke off
My infatuation fell apart
Oh the boys out in the street
drinking till they couldn’t speak
Shadow boys the distant noise
Mindless playing coy
I’ll tell you once I’ll tell you three
Can’t you tell me what it is you see?
Magic days manipulate again
Too many friends so fake and just pretend
Last night I was so full of glee
But once again it’s just Molly and me
And after all we broke off
Infatuation stole my heart
All the boys out in the street
drinking till they couldn’t speak
Shadow boys the distant noise
Mindless playing coy
I’ll tell you once I’ll tell you three
Can’t you tell me what it is you see?
We was the boys we roamed the street
Drinking till we couldn’t speak
Following the only thing we see
Mindless aimlessly
I’ve said it once I’ll say it three
You can tell me
You can tell me
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The Shelves Wellington, New Zealand
The Shelves are a four-piece, Punk/Surf/Rock band out of Wellington, New Zealand, formed in April 2019.
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