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New Years Leave
02:36
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It's a picture perfect december, i've been at the beach everyday
Drinking cider down in Camperdown, 2pm on a Wednesday
I burn my soles on hot cement and I eat icecream anyway
Even though my stomach doesn't agree with anything I have to say
Maybe you're nothing when you're sober and you're something when you're not
And all your friends are leaving here, they're going to go travel the world
i'm the only one left here on this summer holiday
And Elvis is in my kitchen, he's screaming loud. He's screaming lo-ud
oooh oh oh
Hey Hey Hey x 2
We're here again, it's 2am keep making those same mistakes
Riding my scooter down the sidewalk, wrecking my converse on the concrete
Tim's dreaming about 4X and i'm dreaming about you
It's gonna be a pretty special summer, but a shitty New Years Eve
Chorus
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2. |
Sauvignon Bogan
04:14
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(maddy)
Jackie with her busted bumper and a strange lingering smell
Gen wants her money back, i don’t think that’d gonna go down very well
We’re rearranging all day, Living in a white trailer trash hell
Don’t know where we’re gonna sleep tonight but i reckon we’ll sleep pretty well
(Rhyan)
I’m in a bind that I can’t fix, trying to find me in these hard drinks
Few more drinks and I’m laughing, it doesn’t matter anymore who I laugh with
Losing myself in this car on a highway to hell, feeling homesick, carsick
But I’m on a trip, trying to find my car, but I totally forgot where I parked it
(M)
The lady at the store says my accents cute
She thinks I’ve got a good story too, you bet I do
The thing is I’ve heard it a thousand times before
So I’ll probably just lie to you
(R)
Doesn’t anybody know me, I started off talking real low key
I feel like I don’t fit the picture mostly, I’m on no sleep, with no pokies
I don’t pour drinks but i smoke trees, got no name but that’s so sweet
and that story of my old self is not told now, it’s so boring
CHORUS
I don’t know what they see in me
I just wanted to be more interesting
I don’t even know what they see
Who the hell am i x 3
(M)
Martin as a nice guy he spent a lot of time looking at the night sky, pondering all the things he wished he could of done
Tony ran a record store in SLO he said, you’ve got $9 and you’re a long way from home
(R)
I’m in a bind that I can’t fix, fall sleep, waking up past 6
From the land of vegemite and the barbie, i got icicles in my armpits
Missing out now on Home and Away i don’t even know if i’m home or away
I was ready to party but i didn’t know anybody, calling my auntie when i’m munted
(M)
We think we’re pretty old
I think we’re pretty young
I think the thing that changed was the belief it could be done
Dan was a nice guy, spent a lot of time looking at the night sky pondering all the things he wish he could of done
CHORUS
(R)
No money on the third day, slow as shit with that work pay
I wanna pay a visit to my past, i’m gonna go back in time, no word play
I’m good, this time, got the uber guy to come by, I want Gen to make it sublime
Please take us all away from this bind
Where is the hell is my lame self, cause i’m replaced with my fake self
other friends see me as a good person and a sweet thing, like a cake shelf
I don’t even know what they see in, i don’t even know what they see in me
am i living a life, while i’m living my life or am i living a lie or am i being me
Who the hell am i
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3. |
Best Friend
03:20
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Well my legs are sore
and my arms are weak
and my head it hurts
but my heart still beats
Just opened my eyes, woke up from a dream
I think I just realised no one knows what they're doing
I feel a little better, making my way
I feel a day older, but i'm exactly the same!
(I'm exactly the same) x 2
Can I come to your place, after 9pm?
I've got some $5 bin ends and we can watch Alien
Makes me feel a little better, making my way
I feel a day older but i'm exactly the same!
Pass me the vodka, pass me the gin
pass me whatever state i'm in
Your mother's in a herse, you're in the back
You're long long dead
There's nothing left to do, I'm all alone you were my Best Friend
x 3
CHORUS OUT
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4. |
Julia
04:38
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Julia, you make me want to be better at what I do
When most things are said and done, but most are just said
Oh I wish I was in love, I wished I cared at all
But I'm too, busy in my own head. Too busy to care at all
i'm fooling myself, play kisses with the boys
But it's not the same as it ever was, or ever will be
Oh Julia, you make me want to better at what I do
(Rhyan)
I'm speaking from a place in my heart
Pitch black though i'm running not afraid of the dark
I got the vision like I'm chasing a spark,
I don't expect you to know it I feel the hate from afar,
You people misunderstand it I'm doing me now,
Trynna work a dream out
Playing on the downbeat so others get beat down,
I'm confident, I'm breaking ground in my accomplishments
I'm surprised you don't follow it honestly you're a part of it
I mean it's probably nothing I'm trynna speak to a group
of people that thought I was bluffing I cut them off when I come in
My heart's into something you never loved,
I need to be what I know, instead of what I become,
And look at what I was, listening to sounds
that I never heard before, while I'm sitting on the couch
In the middle of the room in the centre of the house,
I'm not singing this for you, this was written for the crowd
You're in love with a boy, because of the pain he brings
There's nothing more, terrifying
You want a man because of the way he sings, aren't you immune to fire that he brings
Stay away from people like that, i'll be here for all your pain
But it hurts my heart
Oh Julia, you make me wanna be better at what I dooooooo
(Maddy)
She said "don't worry, we'll figure it out eventually. Can't you see there's hope and everyone's screaming at me to believe it"
(Rhyan)
"Believe it" I can hear them say, screaming in my face
and I think in a different way, it was never fate
no matter what the people say, don't wanna change
heart's gotta stay the same
(Maddy)
Oh I love you, but I love myself more
Can't keep asking how can you afford me and not lose what I'm worth
(Rhyan)
This is my scene, and I never wanna leave
Yes I know I'm on the ground, I can get back on my feet,
Oh well, at least I got more time to myself
and I'm not doing this alone, I can find me some help, and I don't
I don't write songs like this
I don't ever feel like this
I don't like anything about this, but i'm glad that you're alive
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5. |
Lake Loser
03:49
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It's 2014 and i'm not fluent in Japanese, I had some plans - just didn't cross my t's
No one told me living was this hard, i have to pay rent and i don't own a car
I think i'm finally growing up now
Got a plunger and some coffee beans it only makes half a cup but i'm still pleased
and my stove broke but the maintenance man, he never came
I've never been this broke, never been this happy Lake loser dreams
Hey mum can you lend me some money? I'm in a squeeze
I sleep on a bed on the floor and the roofs broke so when it snows it pours
it's alright it's ok
In my dreams i had the best sex i've ever had at least I don't feel guilty for that
it's alright, it's ok
Take your phrases and i'm saying them too, heaps is like the most overworded word we use - i'm just changing a little bit
CHORUS
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Come over today and have a beer
It's always happy hour here
Pull up a crate into the junk, pour some wine into a mug
Tinder never held my luck, don't want to try so hard for a shitty fuck.
I drink more to calm my nerves, I can do this now cause i'm slurring my words
Really wish you were here, the night has such a mad air to it
I'd call you up on the phone, not sure about your country code though
Precarious at best, we're all such a mess
And whatever we're doing, we're hoping it's the right thing
You keep talking to me, I keep pretending I'm not interesting
Grab my hand, shake me out, no one's watching
You think this is love?
Yeah well see what's coming
Can't avoid I'm a cliche, from all the shitty things i'll say
That's life, I guess that's fine
Let's make this love part time
CHORUS
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7. |
Minimum Wage
06:22
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I've had writer's block for a year or so
Felt my mind like cement, ignored it, let it go
But now my mind is free and my legs are wide
I've got to live like i'm 21, not about to die
I met a guy on the street in Circular Quay
He said keep doing what you're doing even though you're on the minimum wage
There's a guy living in a caravan, next to a big house
I'd say he's about 45, but acts like he's 23
He's got a raspy voice and a small dog
The kind of man you'd marry for a green card
He lost all his belongings, off a ship headed to the San Juan Islands
He's marooned with a crazy man with bad morals
I don't know if any of it's true, but he's the kind of man you'd marry for a green card
I've had writer's block for a year or so
Felt my mind like cement, ignored it, let it go
But now my mind is free and my legs are wide
I've got to live like i'm 21, not about to die
You've been good to me, but it's wearing a bit thin now
My heart is broken but at least i'm still alive
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Jackie Brown Jr Sydney, Australia
Jackie Brown Jr are an indie rock and soul Sydney five piece - playing the scene since 2014.
They're that first few moments of a hot shower on a cold evening - while someone plays sax in your bathroom.
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