SYNC DIFFERENT

Piano falls from the fourteenth floor
hits upon a note that you can’t ignore
second hand livin don’t pay no change at all

Ghost world colors of concrete
shipwreck sail on a cobalt sea
there sounds the click in depths of your head as you freeze

I’m in a perfect line of vision
oh i’m….
it's a perfect time to release your mind
endgame, endgame

The fable of the man and the mix up
sitting all alone on an empty star
crying little planet shaped tears to the darkness below

I’m in a perfect line of vision
oh i’m….
it's a perfect time to release your mind
endgame, endgame

Oh, there’s a lot to be said for losing your head you know

chanteur , Angleterre, brit rock, groupe, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, guitare électrique, patient, pop rock, travelling, vie quotidienne, vocal, batterie, mélancolique, basse électrique distorsion, exaltant, introduction, rythmique, sentimental, glockenspiel, medium, version principale

What is real? What is not? Who to trust?

When you dream, these questions go to dust.

progression, Angleterre, brit rock, exaltant, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , série ados, vocal, arpège, batterie, confiant, guitare folk, rythmique, choriste homme, guitare électrique distorsion, ressources humaines, medium, section de cordes, version principale

Pillow talking with a head full of sand there’s nothing to it
your mind she said it’s almost like a baloon and then she blew it
we consecrated every room in the house we really battled it out
then started drinking
and on the post-it note she stuck to my head was written “easily led”
that got me thinkingthat got me thinking ‘bout

colours and shapes and shades of colour
and ladders and snakes, half moons high above
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween me and you
and then she hit me

rollercoasters they were never my thing and as she strapped me right in
I felt the sickness begin
I saw hypnosis as a similar thing she put me under again and as she pushed in the pins
I fell to thinking ‘bout

colours and shapes and shades of colour
and ladders and snakes, half moons high above
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween and all the
colours and shapes and shades of colour
and ladders and snakes, half moons high above
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween me and you
and then she bit me

colours, shapes, shades, colours, ladders, snakes, ghosts, lovers, magic,
space,space inbetween…

colours and shapes and shades of colour
and ladders and snakes, half moons high above
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween
and all the magic of space and the space inbetween me and you

brit rock, Angleterre, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, rêveur, vie quotidienne, vocal, amour, catchy, chanteur , comédie romantique, groupe, vibrant, batterie, guitare folk, interrogatif, rythmique, balancement, guitare slide électrique, glockenspiel, medium, version principale

You turn to fast lane

Now you walk to a no way end

In the night you can't wait


For me to wake you up

Your odds to the escape

Covers a long landscape

You smile to the bad faith

You're sober in the right place

You know the answer

That keeps you under

It what keeps you high

Drives you down you know

Here it comes slowly

You walk home with a lonely name

You're tired of being such a thing

You're lost like in a new game

You'd rather be lonely

The only thing you wanna be

Tonight you can't wait

Go dancing you're getting late

You know the answer

That keeps you under

It what keeps you high

Drives you down you know

chanteuse, Angleterre, indie pop, brit rock, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, pop rock, vocal, batterie, drame social, groupe, guitare folk, nocturne, rythmique, guitare électrique, interrogatif, triste, fx saturation, medium, version principale

I woke up really early
And you know what, man,
I feel so great
I feel so great

Silk and satin and fishnet
Stockings,
Everything’s ace,
I feel so great.

Got my white lady,
Waiting for me
But at 6.48
I should take a break.

I hit the spot,
It’s so hot in here.
How many birds
Were flying in here?

Sweet caroline
Is moving over there
But she’s got nothing on, man,
She’s got nothing on.

There’s silk and satin and fishnet
Stockings
All over the place
But she’s got nothing on,
She’s naked.

All we need now is you and the sun

brit rock, entraînant, introduction, plein air, vie quotidienne, Angleterre, batterie, catchy, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, confiant, daytime TV, fx saturation, rythmique, vocal, chanteur , groupe, guitare électrique distorsion, insouciant, orgue Hammond, percutant, gai & joyeux, hypnotique, guitare folk, medium, version principale, vibraphone

You’re taking poisons, to boast about the poisons that you’re taking
while you’re taking them
well is that not a little tiresome?
Or Are you really that tired
and whats the reason, to sit this out to take this sitting down just up
and leave the show

these worn out fishes here they’ll never know
because they never have

so listen lover to the radio silence
we got a sort of situation here
can’t take my eyes off you for two minutes
transmission none to clear

you crack me up girl; you used to be the hole that filled the social
cirlce where’d you go?
Did you get sucked in by the undertow
I guess we’ll never know
whats the solution, just another concrete resolution with your fingers
crossed
you turn to ask me why the fuss
I turn away

so listen lover to the radio silence
we got a sort of situation here
can’t take my eyes off you for two minutes

transmission none to clear

we got a sort of situation here
so listen lover

Angleterre, brit rock, basse électrique distorsion, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , groupe, guitare électrique, mystérieux, vie quotidienne, vocal, batterie, interrogatif, obstiné, rythmique, atmosphérique, clavier électrique, saccadé, synthétiseur, medium, version principale

I’m back to life,

I get up in the dawn
Every breath is so satisfied

As long as you're with me

Feel, I wanna lying with you
Be, what you wanna do

I was born to light
I’m reeling from the blow
Every day is testing our lives
Don’t wasting time, tonight now, I let it slide I’m back to life
Feel, I wanna lying with you
Be, what you wanna do
See, feelings are so cute
but Feel, I wanna lying with you

Angleterre, batterie, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, vocal, brit rock, chanteur , guitare électrique, roulement de tambour, rythmique, saccadé, suspense, vie quotidienne, appuyé, groupe, mystérieux, obstiné, medium, version principale

Swimming up the river at the height of the summer
Ghost in the trees swimming on the breeze
Here’s to the hex that had got me so vexed
All the little animals eat the insects

I keep losing my memory
Keep losin my memory

A fragment of a mirror hits the ground by a railway
Train goes by in the icy morning light
Taping out the time with the rattle of the window
The apple of your eye reflecting in the sky

I keep losing my memory
Keep losin my memory

Angleterre, brit rock, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, vocal, chanteur , groupe, guitare électrique, introspectif, mélancolique, série ados, batterie, drame social, patient, pop rock, progression, rythmique, tambourin, triste, medium, piano acoustique, version principale

Common baby, just one more time
You got to do it evernight
Whenever you think it’s right
Common baby, just one more time

You got the soul to do the wapapapapadoo, wooo !

I need it baby, won’t you be mine
I need it baby, makes me feel fine
You got to know it’s a kind of light
In the darkness of the night
I need it baby, makes me feel fine

You got the mojo to do the wapapapapadoo, wooo !

Common baby, just one more time
Common baby, just one more time

You got the heart to do the wapapapapadoo, wooo !

indie rock, Angleterre, brit rock, entraînant, fx saturation, guitare électrique distorsion, obstiné, sport extrême & de combat, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , fougueux, groupe, plein air, série ados, vocal, batterie, explosif, orgue Farfisa, rythmique, urgent, rapide, version principale

Then tomorrow reload the camera and do it again
Lisa that really suits you
Now take it off
Take it off off off
Far from home is where we’ll roam to do it again

And a weekend without’s a weekend i am blue
Gonna take a day off man and spend a dirty weekend with you

Lisa, don’t let me lose you, to the scene
Don’t you see see see
You and me lost in celluloid forever more

Lisa, don’t let them steal you
From your dreams
They got ways and means
Follow me into celluloid forever more

And a weekend without’s a weekend i am blue
Gonna take a day off man and spend a dirty weekend with you

Whats that there your thinking behind your face
There behind your smile hides a real sour taste

basse électrique, brit rock, indie rock, strip-tease, Angleterre, changeant, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, insidieux, sensuel, vocal, chanteur , exaltant, explosif, groupe, batterie, fx saturation, guitare électrique distorsion, mode, rythmique, fougueux, medium, version principale

Back where the crow flies
It’s such a long walk home
A whispered white lie
There in your star sign
Another unturned stone

Fool me with a smile
We’ll steal ourselves a car
I’ll treat you like a prophet
Treat me like a star
We’re searching out for nearer
We’re trading it off
And it’s the same old way now

I’ll always let you down

I slept a lifetime turned off the headlights
And dreamt of driving slow
Headin southbound, all the road signs
Say nothing i don’t know

Fool me with a smile
We’ll steal ourselves a car
I’ll treat you like a prophet
Treat me like a star
We’re searching out for nearer
We’re trading it off
And it’s the same old way now

I’ll always let you down

brit rock, Angleterre, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , vocal, groupe, rêveur, sentimental, série ados, amour, choriste homme, drame social, guitare électrique, interrogatif, mélancolique, rythmique, basse électrique, errant, panoramique, pop rock, medium, version principale

Spreadings over the hill
Morning missin' feels my mind
Feels my mind, my mind

Secret caught in the river

spreadings over the hill
Mornin' missin', feels my mind

introduction, Angleterre, arpège, brit rock, drame social, mystérieux, progression, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , guitare folk, insidieux, vocal, batterie, crescendo, groupe, guitare électrique, interrogatif, nocturne, rythmique, piano acoustique, medium, version principale

On a saturday night,



Why don't you turn on the light



Cos all the shadows are going



One by one



Make a move for the start.



Sweet cindy candy,



She's loving men she can not see.







Almost midnight



On a saturday night,



When all the monkeys on the



Junkies' backs



Won't keep quiet.







Round 3



Still saturday night



Sweet cindy candy



Just a stranded body.







Snorty jimmy is smoking cocaine,



Scratching his belly,



Scoring freebase



For a running monkey.







Sunday morning now,



Saw a black cat,



A bad sign, tomcats!



So take it slow,



Sweet chariot,



Swing it low



To carry me home.

ballade pop, brit rock, pop song, série ados, Angleterre, chanson et thèmes, chanté en anglais, chanteur , confiant, piano acoustique, vie quotidienne, vocal, amour, batterie, comédie romantique, final, fx phasing, groupe, discontinu, nocturne, rythmique, choriste femme, fx larsen, version principale