Lyrics

Buckle Up

No one told me and it’s not fair
This is not what I expected

Even without any sort of former preconception,
I had no intentions that life would turn out this tough

But it did and it sucks!
Coz I’m young and alone and scared of looking down

Don’t cry it’s all just a matter of buckling up
Just like them punch bags we’ll prove ‘em that we’re resilient
Watch us, watch us we’re buckling, buckling up!

Maggie’s out there on her own
Following what she believes in

You can have a pretty face and faith in the human race and you’ve never hurt anyone and still you get turned down.
And you ask: “What is this?!”
And who gets to choose if this is a blessing or a bliss?

Don’t cry it’s all just a matter of buckling up
Just like them punch bags we’ll prove ‘em that we’re resilient
Watch us, watch us we’re buckling, buckling up!

No one told me and it’s not fair
This is not what I expected

But I remain resolute because I have a point to prove and I wouldn’t trade with anyone, I’m not going to go back home.
Your world’s as hard as mine, we have our teeth to grind, we can give everything and might never get anything,
we might never get anything, we might never get anything…

Don’t cry it’s all just a matter of buckling up!

Somewhere upon Avon

Prospero broke his staff in two
This town’s asleep, I feel it, and so do you
And all the children that were born and raised here
Speak only when spoken to

But it’s my home
I was born here
I was taught that the universe ends outside the city walls
And oh, we used to play here
We tried to escape from here, but then we turned five and were put in to uniforms

Cardigans and ties don’t suit me well
They’ve made my voice soft and my face pale
I know now better than to state my opinion
The scars on my knuckles tell the tale…

But it’s my home
I was born here
I was taught that the universe ends outside the city walls
And oh, we used to play here
We tried to escape from here, but then we turned five and were stuck in a uniform

Sometimes I dream to leave the sleeping place
To seek a change of day and a different sky
But let’s not go there, don’t you make me tell you
That Prospero was trapped and so am I..

And it’s my home
I belong here
Although I know that the universe
don’t end outside these fucking city walls
And oh, my children will play here
They’ll try to escape from here, but then they’ll turn five and I will buy them there uniform

My Shield

Lights were lights and shapes did not equate faces,
but the sounds remain the same and hit the right places,
take me home.

Remember when we dreamt we could fly?
Doesn’t seem so strange in the night..

All they do is take it away from you
All they do is take it away, don’t let them take it away

Hold on to what you want, you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know was true
Hold on to what you want you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know is true

Feelings were just feelings, but your body was smaller.
You can contain them so much better when you’re taller.

Remember when I mapped it out on paper
and wondered where we’d be ten years later?

All they do is take it away from you
All they do is take it away, don’t let them take it away

Hold on to what you want, you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know was true
Hold on to what you want you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know is true

Toys were toys, but we were soldiers.
The music is my shield in the trenches, keep me safe.

Remember when we looked at the stars?
We didn’t know how close they are..

Hold on to what you want, you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know was true
Hold on to what you want you don’t want to be one of those cynical cynicals
Hold on to what you know is true

All they do is take it away from you
All they do is take it away, don’t let them take it away!

Montrose Avenue

Look into these Eyes. I’ll try and understand.
I would never claim to be a helping hand.
I know that you’re alone in your mind.
I know that it’s hard to be heard all the time

And all I want to do is stay here with you

In New York, on Montrose Avenue
We could talk, I’d help you see it through

You play life like a game, single player mode
you were never first to fall off rainbow road.
And all I want to do is stay up with you

In New York, on Montrose Avenue
We could talk, I’d help you see it through

I’ve known you for this long
We’ve been on the playground
Composed songs together

In New York, on Montrose Avenue
We could talk, I’d help you see it through
In New York, on Montrose Avenue
We could talk, I’d help you see it through

Indie Electro Pop

You’ve got so many hats
They all suit you well
I’ve got so many ideas
None of which prevail

You shoot your video, I kill my time
You don’t know how to classify my rhyme…

I’d like to call myself Indi Electro Pop
Compress and synthasize, renew me from head to top
I’d like to consider myself one of the cool cats
But I don’t know where it’s at, if I’m not where it’s at

Man, I’m so confused!
Since when was it desirable
to converse in German?
The kids all seem determined

to go with the Zeitgeist and conquer their Angst
with cupcakes and burlesque dancing and…

I’d like to call myself Indi Electro Pop
Compress and synthasize, renew me from head to top
I’d like to consider myself one of the cool cats
But I don’t know where it’s at, if I’m not where it’s at

Ooh ah ah!
Ooh ah ah!
Ooh ah ah
Ooh ooh…

I’d like to call myself Indi Electro Pop
Compress and synthasize, renew me from head to top
I’d like to consider myself one of the cool cats
But I don’t know where it’s at, if I’m not where it’s at

I don’t know where it’s at!

2 Responses to Indie Electro Pop

  1. Sam says:

    Thanks for your music and a great website. :)

  2. Paul Jackson says:

    I’ve been playing your EP all afternoon and it’s wonderful – thanks very much. Keep on Buckling Up!

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