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Hydrate Or Die-Drate
03:07
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I never said I had a level head
I took a break and now I’m a lightweight
But I wanna say in my defence
I didn’t plan on staying out so late
I gotta learn how to bite my tongue
Strutting around like a tall glass of water
And my friend’s about to get bent
He said something that was bang out of order
Too much sun and alcohol
(oh no, no, no, no, nooooo)
Just get some sleep and take two paracetamol
It’s not cool
It’s not cool to be dehydrated
I’ll drink you in, like the original sin
I’ll take you for a spin
I know you said you’d be better-off dead
The scars on your arms are just for decoration
You sound like Generation Zed
Obsessed with yourself, desperate for attention
Get up, get out of bed
I’ll buy you a beer, you can sleep on the sofa
Well my friend is just a piss-head
His special skill is knocking drinks over
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2. |
Ordinary Child
03:03
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Jesus Christ I am on my goddamn way
I'm running 20 minutes late, there was a crash on the outside lane
I'm driving just like Bonnie and Clyde, believing that the crime will pay
Oh I’ve been screaming Jesus Christ, what a bad start to the day
And I don't know a thing about you (thing about you)
But I can tell you were an ordinary child
Jesus Christ I’ve been struggling to stay awake
But I got too high and had to go to bed anyway
It’s the best way to relieve the pain and compartmentalise the shame
I’ll still be coming out tonight, but don’t expect me to engage my brain
And I don't know a thing about you (thing about you)
But I can tell you were an ordinary child
Please believe me when I say that it's all true
I can't adjust my eyes to the sunlight in the room
Happy living in the dark like soup without a spoon
I peaked too soon, I was born to lose…
Jesus Christ I'm on my fucking way
I haven’t showered in 3 days and there’s toothpaste on my face
I can barely eat my dinner, this spaghetti is going to waste
And I remember thinking Jesus Christ I’m getting in a real bad way
And I don't know a thing about you (thing about you)
Thing about you (thing about you)
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I'm sorry to say that you remind me of myself
I wasted all my teens just wanting to be somebody else
But I was young and thought I was so smart
And everything wrong was someone else's fault
But now I'm grown, the maths just won't add up.
There's no way to wipe away the things you can't unsee
You keep trying to tell me that one and one can equal three
I'll take a room with a view
A room with a view of our impending doom
I'll save you a seat, there's space in here for two
Can’t you see
That it won't help to roll your eyes
Can’t you see
That we’re all fighting on your side
Can’t you see
The doctor’s just trying to help you to unwind
Maybe it’s a sign, oh nevermind
You're always late, arrive when kitchen has been closed
You spoil the flow, like a kink in the hose
And I'll presume, to assume
That there is something kinda wrong with you
It's not on me that you're a looney tune
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You told me if I gave up you would give up too
The world was doomed and there was nothing left to lose
I was dreaming, living in a bubble, didn’t have a clue
I’m not afraid to say that I don’t understand
I'm tired of clutching pearls for things that I dont give a damn about
Your social situation’s information I can live without
Your bleeding gums, and busted heart
From eating glue when you were not that smart
Keep telling me that it’s not your fault
You quit your job and joined up to a cult
You were an accident
You were dropped on your head as a child
One day you’ll be a little older and confused
Trying to keep up with how fast the world can move
Just don’t be a dick and I will not be a dick back to you
You don’t see irony in preaching to a room
Just full of people who already agree with you?
The points you’re trying to make, just end up sounding fake
They’re nothing new
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5. |
There's No 'Z' In Mouser
00:11
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If you're standing outside smoking,
While we play our shitty songs,
Well we won't take it personally,
And we wont be up here long
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6. |
Just A Phase
02:27
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I've got a twenty dollar bill that says
For all my old friends it was just a phase
And if you're wondering why the venue's closed
It's cause all these lazy motherfuckers stopped going to shows
They're just sitting on their arse at home
Letting the internet confuse their fucking gender roles
We've got no choice about growing old
But growing up is something that you can control
You've changed
You've changed
I barely recognise you these days
It recently occurred to me
I haven't seen you out since two-thousand thirteen
And If you're wondering what's your age again
Then you're probably spending too much time playing video games
If you’re missing how you used to be
Turn your telly off and support the scene
You can sing about anything
As long as it's sad and it’s loud and it’s out of key
You've changed
You've changed
I barely recognise you these days
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7. |
The Day Mimi Parker Died
01:27
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The Day Mimi Parker Died
I've been scrolling back in time staring at pictures of your face
I couldn't quite determine if your eyes are blue or grey
I'm guessing something big happened in two-thousand-and-nine
To help you to decide to part your hair on the other side
I’m shovelling snow, the cold’s in my bones
I'm just trying to make it home
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
I cried
There’s a lunch packed in the fridge for you
Be sure not to forget
I couldn’t quite remember which way
You like to cut your bread
I’m sorry that there wasn’t enough time to say goodbye
I didn’t want to wake you after such a shitty night
I gave up on work cause everything hurts
I'm just trying to calm my nerves
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
I cried
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
The day Mimi Parker died
I cried
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8. |
All The Good Drugs
02:52
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I won’t watch you die
You promised it to me
You said you’d never leave
You said you’d never leave
But it’s time
And I can’t see you cry
The grinding of your teeth
You vomit out the grief
And question everything
You believed
And I wish you the best of luck
I hope you’re getting all the good drugs
Oh I bet it’s swell in heaven
But your friends are waiting in hell
You’ll probably have more fun when you get there
I didn’t see the signs
A penny for your thoughts
The card hid up your sleeve
And reading your tealeaves
Didn’t work
The sigh you let out inside
Still rattles in your chest
The labour in your breath
Is keeping me on edge
Get some rest
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Mouser Farnborough, UK
Three idiots old enough to know better but stupid enough to do it anyway.
Adam, Johnny & Chris. Rushmoor, Hampshire, UK
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