Lyrics [...] Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. Male voice, folk [...]Explicit Lyrics. Folk song. from the 70's. Determined & positive. Male voice, folk guitar & rhythm.
Il y avait trop de dope hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.On peut sentir les vents errantsSoufflant dans nos cheveux de montagneSur ces anciennes routes, le monde se réveille.Il y avait trop de fantôme hier soirDe retour sur la route à la lumière du matinOn suivra les cimesEt maintenant tu me montres ce que tu as.As-tu déjà vu cette routeIl y avait trop d’amour hier soir !Montre-moi ce que tu as, ce que tu as.
Lyrics [...] Britpop. Psychedelic & uplifting. Rock band with singer, electric guitar, organ & [...]Britpop. Psychedelic & uplifting. Rock band with singer, electric guitar, organ & drums.
blowing the candles in a camp, there is one and two, three… taking my breath as a heater, your knees on my knee. in the wintertime in the wintertime
i saw you sitting in the fire what a fool way to be pills we were given earlier prevent us from seeing it was wintertime it was wintertime
we ran into the forest and naked as snakes we climbed into the trees just looking for some eggs we thought it was summer, a very cold summer in the winter time in the wintertime
Lyrics [...] French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. Swaying, lazy & funny. Male [...]French song about alcohol like a New-Orleans jazz march. Swaying, lazy & funny. Male voice, drum, accordion, trombone, trumpet like a marching band.
Le vagabond traîne sa bouteille Il traîne son chien et son mégot Il traîne une vie qui est la sienne
Poussière, poussière
Chauffe le vin de sa bouteille Chauffe le feu de son mégot Chauffe la vie de son vieux chien
Poussière, poussière
Quand vient la nuit puis le sommeil La peur se glisse sous la peau Gratte la plaie où dort sa peine
Poussière, poussière
Specks of dust
The vagabond drags his bottle He drags his dog and his stub He drags a life which is his own
Dust, dust Heat the wine of his bottle Heat the fire of his stub Heat the life of his old dog
Dust, dust Sleep escapes as the night comes Fear slips under the skin Scratches the wounds where sleeps the pain Dust, dust
Lyrics [...] Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion and emotional, atmospheric female vocals, building in confidence with electronic beats and synth risers to upbeat, catchy choruses with attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger.
V1Here I am,The same place I was beforeLike I tookYou With a blue and yellow pill Now I’m drunk andTell me honestly If I said I loved youWould you say you love me
PCTwo Three four,DrinksSome people don't feel a thing5 6 7 8Feel it in the morning
CHI’m too good at falling in loveFalling in loveFalling in love Bartender says That I’ve had EnoughI’ve had enoughI’ve had enoughCause if he’s a beer And I get a TasteJust Be careful cause
I’m a Lightweight
V2Here I amI’m hazy and my head is soreGot a fear my feelings are about to spillNow I’m doneI promise you no more boozeBut when tomorrow comesI’ll have a shot
PCOr twoThree four drinksSome people don’t feel a thing5 6 7 8Feel it in the morning
CHI’m too good at falling in loveFalling in loveFalling in love Bartender says That I’ve had EnoughI’ve had enoughI’ve had enoughCause if he’s a beer And I get a TasteJust Be careful causeI’m a lightweight
Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion build in [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion build in confidence with electronic beats and synth risers to upbeat, catchy choruses with attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger.
Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion build in [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with clicking percussion build in confidence with electronic beats and synth risers to upbeat, catchy choruses with attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger. Stripped back underscore version.
Uplifting, summery, romantic. Clicking percussion builds in confidence with electronic [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Clicking percussion builds in confidence with electronic beats and synth risers to upbeat, catchy choruses with deep synth bass and attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger. Stripped back underscore version.
Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with confident electronic beats [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with confident electronic beats and emotional, atmospheric female vocals create an upbeat, catchy chorus with attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger.
Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with confident electronic beats [...]Uplifting, summery, romantic. Reflective acoustic guitars with confident electronic beats create an upbeat, catchy chorus with attitude. Cool and contemporary commercial female pop with swagger.
Lyrics [...] Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm [...]Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm section.
IDLE HOURVERSE There’s a place down the street
Where my friends congregate And when we sit on those bar stools We’re not alone 10 am the lights are on Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong And we’re drowning those memories One by one CHORUS You can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home
VERSE The neon lights are bright Even tho it’s past midnight And the band’s packed up and moved on Stare at the clock on the wall Bartender says last call And I start missin’ her most of all
CHORUS So, you can meet me at the idle hour Where the juke box plays all those country songs So if you’re tryin’ to hang on To a love that’s dead and gone With too many reasons not to go back home Too many reasons not to go back home
