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The Wombats
The Wombats


Информация
Откуда Liverpool, England, UK
Жанры Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Post-punk
Годы 2003—н.в.
Лейблы Roadrunner Records
14th Floor Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Matthew Murphy
Dan Haggis
Tord Øverland-Knudsen



Альбом The Wombats


The Wombats Proudly Present: This Modern Glitch (25.04.2011)
25.04.2011
1.
Our Perfect Disease
2.
3.
4.
5.
Last Night I Dreamt
6.
7.
1996
8.
Walking Disasters
9.
Girls/Fast Cars
10.
Schumacher the Champagne
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Our Perfect Disease

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We're self imploding
Under the weight of your advice
I wear a suitcase
Under each one of my eyes

Finally I know now what it takes
It takes money and airplanes

If you love me let me go
Back to that bar in Tokyo
Where the demons from my past
Leave me in peace
(ah ah ah ah)
I'll be animating every night
The grass will be greener on the other side
And the Vampires and Wolves
Won't sink their teeth
(ah ah ah ah)
I'm sick of dancing with the beast

Astrophysics, you'll never be my closest friend
I find no comfort in what my mind can't comprehend

Finally I work out what it takes
It takes money and airplanes

If you love me let me go
Back to that bar in Tokyo
Where the demons from my past
Leave me in peace
(ah ah ah ah ah)
I'll be animating every night
The grass will be greener on the other side
And the Vampires and Wolves
Won't sink their teeth
(ah ah ah ah ah)
I'm sick of dancing with the beast

No matter how much it needs me
Go and follow someone else's lead
If you love me let me go
Back to that bar in Tokyo
Where the demons from my past
Leave me in peace
(ah ah ah ah)
I'll be animating every night
The grass will be greener on the other side
And the Vampires and Wolves
Won't sink their teeth
(ah ah ah ah ah)
I'm sick of dancing with the beast

. . .


What a great achievement it was to get a hotel room this late
I bet they charge by the hour here
The kind of place where you should bring your own UV ray
It's not a big problem with me, love
You don't look that hygienic anyway
I'm only here because I want to twist the structure of my average day

Chorus
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
I just hope it's your bones that shatter not mine
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so jump into the fog

What a great achievement it was
To find someone who shirks such little self-restraint
I'm a non believer but I believe in these dirty little wicked games
Snakes and ladders abandoned here love
The climb's too rough to slide back down again
I'm only here because I feel the day deserves a truly sordid end

Chorus
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
I just hope it's your brains that splatter not mine
We feel nothing so jump into the fog
You know that we hit the ground upright
We feel nothing so jump into the fog

I've made some bad decisions, I'll admit that freely
It's just that life tastes sweeter when it's wrapped in debauchery
So drop your map, drop your plans, drop that five-step program
Because there's not an ounce of faith in this leap
It's clear you feel nothing so jump into the fog with me

Jump in, jump in, jump in

(guitar solo)

Jump into the fog (repeat)

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Please allow me to be your anti-depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

We kick back and let the pills do the talking
People hear a distinct rattle when we're walking
Then there's the extra two stone that's our only guarantee

Our vivid dreams are just like big production movies
They get entangled well within our daily routines
So please re-think or use my dream-on strategy

And please allow me to be your anti-depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

It's hard to smile when you're as flattened as a pancake
The only tears come from our heads when we concentrate
Perhaps I'm being unjust or perhaps you agree

Still I've thrown away my citalopram
I need more than what was in those forty miligrams
So cast away with the doctors plans

And please allow me to be your anti-depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

Still I've thrown away my citalopram
Although I felt as grim as the reaper man
So cast away with the doctors plans
Like me

. . .

Last Night I Dreamt

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East London's not a bomb site
It is a treasure chest
We use our penguin costumes
More than our evening dress
She said I should come over
Though the music's not my type
Don't you know I'd chop a limb off
Just to have a good time

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan

This is not a weird weekend
It's an angry wormhole
I'm talking like a city boy
And drinking with a northern soul
She said I should come over
Though it's carnage at times
It still seems I'd chop a limb off
Before I put up a fight

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno

We are the 1980s
We are the Detroit lights
And I never wanna, I never wanna see this stop
I'm in debt to you
But don't feed me plant food

Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didn't spend 20 sheets and not cut a shape
Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan
I never knew I was a techno fan
I never knew I was a techno fan

. . .

1996

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Walking Disasters

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Girls/Fast Cars

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Schumacher the Champagne

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