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Andre
04:01
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Said Frenchy, I wanna be short like you
So I don’t have to wear these custom shoes
And Frenchy I wanna ride a horse like you
But I’m too big, no horse will do
Frenchy, I wanna fly to New York City
And I wanna go business class
And Frenchy, I wanna see a show on Broadway
But I’m too big, the seats won’t fit my ass
Frenchy I wanna be back in France
Six feet tall wearing khaki pants
Frenchy, I wanna be old and grey
With a rocking chair and a big Monet
Frenchy I wanna be a family man
I wanna fall in love and wear a wedding band
But my finger’s too big to wear a ring
Sometimes I feel too big to do a goddamn thing...
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Sensorama
03:13
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We haven’t seen the swimming pool for years now
The sky seems permanently thick with grey cloud
And if we held on for the sun we’d be waiting for a lifetime
So we’ve left the leaves to tattoo all the tiles
I covered the machine with some tarpaulin
More than once I’ve slipped and nearly fell in
And I can see it in my mind’s eye, my hands out to break my fall
But it’s too late, and my blood splashes up the plastic, up the walls
Well they can take it, or they can leave it
but their dollar store advice, they can keep it
cos I’m gonna fix it
I’m gonna fix it
Spiral notebooks filled with my graffiti
I ask Marianne if she understands she says “not really”
But she says she sees synapses firing in my brain
And if she doesn’t, well I still know she loves me dearly
Because when she was on my motorcycle sim
She said the fake wind through her hair, it was convincing
And so was the way the sunset pixels bled on the horizon
That’s when I knew that I was onto something
Well they can take it, or they can leave it
but their dollar store advice, they can keep it
cos I’m gonna fix it
I’m gonna fix it
I’m gonna fix it
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Carla
04:36
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I was cleaning the blood out from underneath your nails
When you told me you wished you'd been a sculptor
I said your hands would be no better if they made things outta clay
But you said this business is full of bastards and of vultures
When you stepped out of the ring your eye swelled purple like a plum
You pulled another tooth from out your mouth
You spat it in the bucket and it rang out like a steel drum
said another round and you'd have knocked him out
I took you home and watched your skin shrivel in the bath
Tended to all your bruises like tattoos I wish you didn't have
You said "Carla
my memory ain't what it used to be"
as your eyes rolled back inside of your head
You said "Carla
darling you're as pretty as can be"
I drained the water and I carried you to bed
From the looks I'd started getting, I guess I was starting to show
and he would kick when the first round bell was rung
and all these men would start their screaming and I was terrified you know
of who you are and who you might become
A boy I knew from high school started coming round the house
while you were skipping rope and sparring at the gym
he said he'd be better for me, he tried lifting up my blouse
He said it was my fault, I should not have let him in
I know the world is cruel, I know you hate it just the same
But babe I know your muscles, know your voice, know your name
You said "Carla,
my memory ain't what it used to be"
as your eyes rolled back inside of your head
You said "Carla,
darling you're as pretty as can be"
I drained the water and i carried you to bed
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When We Won The Indy 500
03:34
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When we won the Indy 500
We had to break onto the track
I had to take my bolt cutters from out of the back
I was Gaston Chevrolet in a Frontenac
And you kept asking me to go faster
Said they could take us on the inside
Said you never were brilliant at being alive
never did learn how to drive
When we won the Indy 500
our oldsmobile engine blew smoke
I said you were Ascari, you said I was a joke
we went round and around with a lump in our throats
And you kept asking me to do handbrakes
and you kept saying how handsome I looked
and you said that we were like a couple of crooks
then I screeched round the corner and the whole world shook
When we won the Indy 500
weeks from decoration day
you wondered what we could buy with the money we’d make
the two fastest people in Speedway
And you dared me to drive with my eyes closed
I said I will if you do it too
And if you take the wheel I’ll tell you what to do
and then I took my hands off and I let you
And then we won the Indy 500
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Harry Harris Edinburgh, UK
Harry Harris is a Welsh songwriter, based in Edinburgh.
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