Liking Empire of the Sun with "Walking like a dream" (check them out on MySpace) and loads of tunes from White Lies at the moment. Enjoying Glasvegas at the moment too, not all their songs are great but "Flowers and football tops" is just beautiful.
Honey, honey
My you did look dapper in your mothers
Old green scarf
With your famous Auntie Aurthur?s trousers on
You were slapped by that slapper
And how we all laughed
But she laughed the loudest
Oh in ?93
You could charm the bees nees of the bees
?Cheeky? you?d say and we all fell around
Rolling ?round the playground
?Saucy? you?d say and we all fell about
Rolling ?round the playground
In the ?94
We all sang
Skipping and dancing hand in hand
Yeah with all the boys together
And all the girls together
She?s the last of the English roses
She?s the last of the English roses
(I wish to be so whirl awake again)
She knows her Rodneys from her Stanleys
And her Kappas from her Reeboks
And her tit from her tat
And Winstons from her Enoks
It?s fine and take what I
Coming out, coming alive
Round the Snooker table
You dance the Frutti-Tutti
She almost spilled her lager
Toasting girls of great beauty
But the closing moved by
Coming of age, coming alive
All the boys together
And all the girls together
She?s the last of the English roses
She?s the last of the English roses
Yeah she?s the last of the English roses
She?s the last of, last of the English
English roses
Old Friends
Old friends,
Old friends
Sat on their park bench
Like bookends.
A newspaper blown though the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends.
Old friends,
Winter companions,
The old men
Lost in their overcoats,
Waiting for the sunset.
The sounds of the city,
Sifting through trees,
Settle like dust
On the shoulders
Of the old friends.
Can you imagine us
Years from today,
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange
To be seventy.
Old friends,
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears
Bookends Theme
Time it was, and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidences
Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you
Not that I want to sound like an opera buff, but itsCan anyone recognize the background score in this video?
YouTube - The best catch ever:Justin Kemp's unbelievable catch in second final of ICL'2008
Elliott Smith said:Some Song
It's a junkie dream makes you so uptight
Yeah it's halloween tonight and every night
Hear you scratch your skin
Your sandpaper throat
You're a symphony, man, with one fliping note
Charlie beat you up week after week
And when you grow up you're going to be a freak
Want a violent girl who's not scared of anything
Help me kill my time
Cos I'll never be fine
Help me kill my time
You went down to look at old dallas town
Where you must be sick just to hang around
Seen it on tv how to kill your man
Then like gacy's scene a canvas in your hand
You better call your mom she's out looking for you
In the jail and the army and the hospital too
But those people there couldn't do anything for you
Help me kill my time
Cos I'll never be fine
Help me kill my time
Help me kill my time
Help me kill my time
Cos I'll never be fine
Help me kill my time
Waltz #2 (XO)
First the mic, then a half cigarette
Singing "Cathy's Clown"
That's the man that she's married to now
That's the girl that he takes around town
She appears composed, so she is, I suppose
Who can really tell?
She shows no emotion at all
Stares into space like a dead china doll
I'm never going to know you now
But I'm going to love you anyhow
Now she's done and they're calling someone
Such a familiar name
I'm so glad that my memory's remote
Because I'm doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
Here it is, the revenge to the tune
"You're no good,
You're no good, you're no good, you're no good"
Can't you tell that it's well understood?
I'm never going to know you now
But I'm gonna love you anyhow
I'm here today and expected to stay on and on and on
I'm tired
I'm tired
Looking out on the substitute scene
Still going strong
XO, Mom
It's ok, it's all right, nothing's wrong
Tell Mr. Man with impossible plans to just leave me alone
In the place where I make no mistakes
In the place where I have what it takes
I'm never going to know you now
But I'm going to love you anyhow
I'm never going to know you now
But I'm going to love you anyhow
I'm never going to know you now
But I'm going to love you anyhow