1. |
Derogative Prerogative
04:13
|
|||
|
No, that’s not my problem, nothing to do with me
No, I won’t be troubled, live as far as I can see
If you know how it’s supposed to go why don’t you hit turbo
‘Cause the world is filling up certain doors are closing shut
What we’ve made is only paper thin with a prick of a pin
You could find we’re in too deep giving up our two front teeth
No, that’s not my problem, nothing to do with me
No, I won’t be troubled, live as far as I can see
Estranged subdued,
I’m in the kind mood to kill my friends for food
I’m finished giving up, suddenly I’m thunderstruck
What we’ve made can boil in to a stew and then come after you
It’s called the butterfly effect, don’t leave the cooking pot unchecked
Deny and hide that’s how we ride
We won’t be fooled ‘cause we went to school
it’s just good luck where we’re brought up
I’m tired of hearing you’re overlooked
No, that’s not my problem
No, I won’t be troubled
No, that’s not my problem
No, I won’t be troubled
|
||||
2. |
Chum
03:12
|
|||
|
I lie to you whilst I knot your laces
Now why did you fall face first
We tried to prove we’re kind to you
It’s how we get what we want
So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately
So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately
A knife for you divide the view
Distract the fools and steal their food
A smirk should work just come to church
And take a photo of me
So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately
So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately
|
||||
3. |
Silly Kind Of Sadness
03:51
|
|||
|
Have you heard of that silly kind of sadness
Did you learn that it sometimes leads to madness
I don’t know that it will never be the same again
None of that should matter, I can’t predict the weather
Have you heard that you should go to see the staff nurse
Do you find you fuck up even if you rehearse
I don’t know that I won’t ever feel that way again
Not that it should matter, I’ll just blame it on whatever
Stuck on a treadmill in your skull you’re confused
Nothing to do but maybe that’s just your mood
Emotional mechanics
Tumble through your sheets but still you struggle to rest
Teenage dreams of love don’t tend to feature the stress
Emotional mechanics
Have you heard of that silly kind of sadness
Did you weep whilst you think how much the past hurts
I don’t know that it will never be the same again
Not that it should matter, I can’t predict the weather
Have you heard you talk to much about your problems
Did you learn you probably shouldn’t put them in a song
I don’t know that I won’t ever feel that way again
Not that it should matter, just blame it on whatever
Locked in a stare up at the sky you’re bemused
It’s 4 o’clock you haven’t had any food
Emotional mechanics
Thinking back you don’t even remember the cause
Giving up too easy if you try it seems forced
Emotional mechanics
Emotional mechanics
It’s science
It’s logic
It’s traffic jams
It’s orphaned
It’s kisses
It’s arson
Emotional mechanics
It’s cosmic
It’s sexual
It’s heartache
It’s razor blades
It’s hate mail
It’s homemade
Stuck on a treadmill in your skull you’re confused
Nothing to do but maybe that’s just your mood
Emotional mechanics
Tumble through your sheets but still you struggle to rest
Teenage dreams of love don’t tend to feature the stress
Emotional mechanics
EMOTIONAL MECHANICS
|
||||
4. |
Only 18
04:06
|
|||
|
So low, you feed silence wherever you go
Cut and blow with your green licence
If it makes you feel new
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master
Like he knows you were young
If you’d only dare ask her
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung
Take a break or switch vice
’til you can see straight
Just embrace the force of it
Let it make you feel new
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master
Like he knows you’re alone
If you’d only dare ask her
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung
So low, you feed silence wherever you go
Cut and blow with your green licence
if it makes you feel new
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master
Like he knows you were young
And you only wanna go faster
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs
Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung
|
||||
5. |
Predator
04:12
|
|||
|
Fill me up with perfect bluffs
I won’t need to eat for days
Now I’m totally ashamed
I can’t touch a single thing
I’ve been humbled
Humiliated
I won’t take it
My pride is punctured
Almost degraded
Now I’m jaded
A straight edge bends, suddenly untethered
Only soft sheets can stop me spinning
Take a warm thought, put it out in the cold
Look behind you, don’t look behind you
I’ve been humbled
Humiliated
I can’t take it
My pride is punctured
Almost degraded
Now I’m jaded
Now I’m jaded
Calm your brain, go to bed, it seems worse than it is
When you wake you won’t know what you said
Until the next time you blow your lid
I’ve been humbled
Humiliated
I won’t take it
My pride is punctured
Almost degraded
Now I’m jaded
|
||||
6. |
Lose
03:39
|
|||
7. |
When You're Not Wanted
03:47
|
|||
8. |
A Siren
05:33
|
|||
Lugs UK
Lugs are a band.
From Doncaster.
Patrick Goss.
Nathen Lynch.
Tom Beales.
lugsband@gmail.com
If you like Lugs, you may also like:
The Nightmare Gosifur pt 3
by Adrian Sood
In Adrian Snood’s songs, soulful vocals and slow-moving alt-pop swirl together to create something distinctly moving.
go to album
The Woman You Want
by Eliza Shaddad
Haddad returns with cinematic soundscapes that include introspective folk, post-grunge, and indie-pop influences.
go to album
Nothing As It Seems
by Street Rat
The sophomore album from former session musician Imraan Paleker highlights his modern soul, alt-rock, jazz, and electronic sensibilities.
go to album
Mass Gothic is New York-based singer/songwriter Noel Heroux’s self-titled and effusive Sub Pop debut.
go to album
In the aftermath of the 2014 breakup of his much-loved Smith Westerns band, Omori readies a slick debut solo LP for the mighty Sub Pop.
go to album
Lost In The Night (EP)
by Palace
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jul 22, 2014
go to album
The Bees Knees: A Compilation For Dan
by Various
The proceeds of this extensive compilation of punk and rock go towards the healthcare costs of beloved musician Dan Wild-Beesley.
go to album
