Don't call it a fight when you know it's a war.
With nothing but your t-shirt on.
And go sit on the bed 'cause I know that you want to.
You got pretty eyes, but I know you're wrong.
And don't call it a spade if it isn't a spade.
And go lie on the floor if you want.
The first bit of advice that you gave me that I liked was they're too strong, too strong.
Get in the shower if it all goes wrong.
Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]
Yeah counting cards was the best job he ever had.
Cleaning up.
He got good with his 4"²s and his 2"²s.
Community service was the best job he ever had.
Cleaning up.
He got sick on the floor and his shoes.
Oh and she said "It's your birthday,
Are you feeling alright?"
The next one's the MD.
You'll be feeling just fine.
Your brother is just sat there,
You said you felt snide.
You hope that that boy will be alright.
Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]
Yeah well she said "It's your birthday,
Are you feeling alright?"
The next one's the MD.
You'll be feeling just fine.
Your brother is just sat there,
You said you felt snide.
You hope that that boy will be alright.
Yeah, If you wanna find love then you know where the city is [x4]
The 1975 - The 1975 Album Lyrics
The 1975 - The 1975 Lyrics
Writer: Adam Brian Thomas Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
M.O.N.E.Y.
Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown,
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in
Two and a half the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar, and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown,
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin,
He thinks he's hard a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks "it's my car I'm sleeping in"
Tabs with unlimited zero's new clothes, bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed, no
Broken phone retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out is it because of his race?
Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in
Two and a half the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar, and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown,
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin,
He thinks he's hard a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks "it's my car I'm sleeping in"
Tabs with unlimited zero's new clothes, bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed, no
Broken phone retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out is it because of his race?
Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y's me
M-O-N-E-Y
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Chocolate
Hey now call it a spiff 'cause you know that you will
Oh you bite your friends like chocolate
You say, we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoat
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Now we run run away from the boys in the blue, and my car smells like chocolate
Hey now think about what to do, think about what to say, think about how to think
Pause it play, pause it play, pause it
Oh we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black from head to toe, we've got guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it. no we're never gunna' quit it no
Now you're never gunna' quit it, now you're never gunna' quit it, now you're never gunna' quit it
If you don't start smoking it, that's what she said
She said we're dressed in black, from head to toe, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Hey now we're building up speed as we're approaching the hill
Oh my hair smells like chocolate
Hey now you say you're gunna' quit it but you're never gunna' quit it
Gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it, go!
And play it cool
Oh and you said we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black, from head to toe, we've got guns hidden under our petticoats
We're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Well I think we better go, seriously better go
Said the feds are here you know
Seriously better go, oh oh, well I think we better go
Said the feds are here you know
Said Rebecca better know
Seriously better go
We'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black, head to toe, guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it. no we're never gunna' quit it no
No no no
Well I think we better go, seriously better go
Said the feds are here you know
Seriously better go, oh oh, well I think we better go
Said the feds are here you know
Said Rebecca better know
Seriously better go
Oh you bite your friends like chocolate
You say, we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoat
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Now we run run away from the boys in the blue, and my car smells like chocolate
Hey now think about what to do, think about what to say, think about how to think
Pause it play, pause it play, pause it
Oh we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black from head to toe, we've got guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it. no we're never gunna' quit it no
Now you're never gunna' quit it, now you're never gunna' quit it, now you're never gunna' quit it
If you don't start smoking it, that's what she said
She said we're dressed in black, from head to toe, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Hey now we're building up speed as we're approaching the hill
Oh my hair smells like chocolate
Hey now you say you're gunna' quit it but you're never gunna' quit it
Gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it, gotta get it, go!
And play it cool
Oh and you said we'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black, from head to toe, we've got guns hidden under our petticoats
We're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Well I think we better go, seriously better go
Said the feds are here you know
Seriously better go, oh oh, well I think we better go
Said the feds are here you know
Said Rebecca better know
Seriously better go
We'll go where nobody knows, with guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it, no we're never gunna' quit it no
Yeah we're dressed in black, head to toe, guns hidden under our petticoats
No we're never gunna' quit it. no we're never gunna' quit it no
No no no
Well I think we better go, seriously better go
Said the feds are here you know
Seriously better go, oh oh, well I think we better go
Said the feds are here you know
Said Rebecca better know
Seriously better go
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Sex
And this is how it starts
Take your shoes off in the back of my van
You share my shirt, looks so good
When it's just hangin' off your back
And she said, "Use your hands and my spare time
We've got one thing in common, it's this tongue of mine"
She said, oh
She's got a boyfriend anyway
And there's only minutes before I drop you off
All we seem to do it talk about sex
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
I love your friend when I saw his film
He's got a funny face, but I like that 'cause he still looks cool
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Now we're on the bed in my room
And I'm about to fill his shoes
But you say, "No"
You say, "No"
Does he take care of you
Or could I easily fill his shoes?
But you say, "No"
You say, "No"
Now we're just outside of town
As you're making your way down
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
And I'm not trying to stop you, love
If we're gonna do anything, we might as well just f*ck
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got your tongue pierced anyway
You in your high tops any day
You in your skinny jeans anyway
You and your fit friends anyway
I'd take them all out any day
They all got backcombs anyway
They all got boyfriends anyway
Take your shoes off in the back of my van
You share my shirt, looks so good
When it's just hangin' off your back
And she said, "Use your hands and my spare time
We've got one thing in common, it's this tongue of mine"
She said, oh
She's got a boyfriend anyway
And there's only minutes before I drop you off
All we seem to do it talk about sex
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
I love your friend when I saw his film
He's got a funny face, but I like that 'cause he still looks cool
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Now we're on the bed in my room
And I'm about to fill his shoes
But you say, "No"
You say, "No"
Does he take care of you
Or could I easily fill his shoes?
But you say, "No"
You say, "No"
Now we're just outside of town
As you're making your way down
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
And I'm not trying to stop you, love
If we're gonna do anything, we might as well just f*ck
She's got a boyfriend anyway
She's got a boyfriend anyway
Got your tongue pierced anyway
You in your high tops any day
You in your skinny jeans anyway
You and your fit friends anyway
I'd take them all out any day
They all got backcombs anyway
They all got boyfriends anyway
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Talk!
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Heart Out
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Settle Down
A soft sound
To the way that she wears her hair down
Covering up her face.
And oh what a let down,
And I don't seem to be having any effect now
Falling all over the place.
But you're losing your words
We're speaking in bodies
Avoiding me and talking 'bout you.
But you're losing your turn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
A small town
Dictating all the people we get around
What a familiar face.
Do you get what I mean now?
I'm so fixated on the girl with the soft sound
And hair all over the place.
And you're sure that I'd learn
I'm pushing through bodies
Avoiding me and walking 'round you.
And you're cold and I burn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
A soft sound
And to the way she wears her hair down
Covering up her face.
And oh what a let down,
I don't seem to be having any effect now
Falling all over the place.
But you're losing your words
We're speaking in bodies
Avoiding me and talking 'bout you.
And you're losing your turn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
For crying out loud!
To the way that she wears her hair down
Covering up her face.
And oh what a let down,
And I don't seem to be having any effect now
Falling all over the place.
But you're losing your words
We're speaking in bodies
Avoiding me and talking 'bout you.
But you're losing your turn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
A small town
Dictating all the people we get around
What a familiar face.
Do you get what I mean now?
I'm so fixated on the girl with the soft sound
And hair all over the place.
And you're sure that I'd learn
I'm pushing through bodies
Avoiding me and walking 'round you.
And you're cold and I burn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
A soft sound
And to the way she wears her hair down
Covering up her face.
And oh what a let down,
I don't seem to be having any effect now
Falling all over the place.
But you're losing your words
We're speaking in bodies
Avoiding me and talking 'bout you.
And you're losing your turn
I guess I'll never learn
'Cause I stay another hour or two.
For crying out loud, settle down!
You know I can't be found with you
We get back to my house
Your hands, my mouth
Now I just stop myself around you.
For crying out loud!
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Robbers
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
Writer: Adam Hann, George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Macdonald
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Girls
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
It's going off cause they're not gonna let him in
2 and a half, the boy is rushing out his skin
He's got his charm with the girls that are smoking
He takes her arm, jumps the bar and now he's in
Drink slow to feed the nose
You know he likes to get blown
Has he got enough money to spend?
Leave? No. He's to and fro
He doesn't like it when the girls go
Has he got enough money to spend?
A broken half a glass has opened up his chin
He thinks he's hard, a powdered mouth that tastes of gin
He's just been barred for that blues he was smoking
And then he barks: it's my car I'm sleeping in
Tabs with unlimited 0's
New clothes
Bloody nose
Powders and walking back home
Has he got enough weed?
No
Broken phone
Retching on the floor alone
I can't believe that we're talking about him
"I'm searching you mate, your jaw's all over the place"
Can't talk, a quick slap in the face
Yes I threw a nut but your friend's a case
Why you singling him out? Is it because of his race?
"Look, the dog won't bark if you don't lark about"
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E
M-O-N-E-Y
M-O-N-E-Y'S ME
M-O-N-E-Y
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
She Way Out
With a face from a movie scene
Or magazine, you know what I mean
She's definitely got the style on you
She's definitely got the style on you
She's got two-tone everything
Moving but she just can't move
She's got two phones, everything, you
Moving but she just can't move
Because "she way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
She said "It's not about your body it's just social implications are
Brought upon by this party that we're sitting in"
And "I'd like to say you've changed but you're always the same.
I've got a feeling that the marijuana's rotting your brain"
She's got two-tone everything - way too intelligent
Moving but she just can't move
She's got two phones, everything.
Boyfriend,
Telling him "Find me cause I'll never find you"
Because "she way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
[x2]
The tension is overflowing with every Benson
She's throwing on the floor and in my mouth
She said "I'd love you to stay but that's simply insane -
I've got a feeling that my friends are gonna kick in your brain"
Because...
"She way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
[x2]
Or magazine, you know what I mean
She's definitely got the style on you
She's definitely got the style on you
She's got two-tone everything
Moving but she just can't move
She's got two phones, everything, you
Moving but she just can't move
Because "she way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
She said "It's not about your body it's just social implications are
Brought upon by this party that we're sitting in"
And "I'd like to say you've changed but you're always the same.
I've got a feeling that the marijuana's rotting your brain"
She's got two-tone everything - way too intelligent
Moving but she just can't move
She's got two phones, everything.
Boyfriend,
Telling him "Find me cause I'll never find you"
Because "she way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
[x2]
The tension is overflowing with every Benson
She's throwing on the floor and in my mouth
She said "I'd love you to stay but that's simply insane -
I've got a feeling that my friends are gonna kick in your brain"
Because...
"She way out"
I've never seen her dance moves - dancing like "she way out"
"She way out"
I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you "she way out"
[x2]
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Menswear
"Well I only brought 3, what you lookin' at me for?"
She's dressed in white and putting off crying.
"Well you're the best man, so what's the plan?
Why don't you talk to Matty about it?"
I said, "I only brought 3 like I told you before,
We're gonna have to ask about."
Free bar, that's the point.
Spilling Amaretto 'cause of previous joints.
I'm sitting with a girl, fortunate placing.
Preceding railing racket off a porcelain basin.
Who's he? Giving it the lips?
I've never seen him knockin' about.
He looks just like me, but 6 foot 3,
So I reckon you could knock him out.
"Well, I think I'll say a couple of words if you don't mind...
I never really got on with your bird the first time
I met her out, dressed in nowt, telling everybody you were shagging about."
Well, who's this? Going for the kiss,
I'm probably gonna yosh in your mouth.
Because it's 5 past 3, I can hardly see and I'm on the verge of passing out.
She's dressed in white and putting off crying.
"Well you're the best man, so what's the plan?
Why don't you talk to Matty about it?"
I said, "I only brought 3 like I told you before,
We're gonna have to ask about."
Free bar, that's the point.
Spilling Amaretto 'cause of previous joints.
I'm sitting with a girl, fortunate placing.
Preceding railing racket off a porcelain basin.
Who's he? Giving it the lips?
I've never seen him knockin' about.
He looks just like me, but 6 foot 3,
So I reckon you could knock him out.
"Well, I think I'll say a couple of words if you don't mind...
I never really got on with your bird the first time
I met her out, dressed in nowt, telling everybody you were shagging about."
Well, who's this? Going for the kiss,
I'm probably gonna yosh in your mouth.
Because it's 5 past 3, I can hardly see and I'm on the verge of passing out.
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Pressure
You've seen so many faces that I've never seen before.
I left an un-rewarding message telling you to come on
Over dramatic, automatically assume I'll stay the same.
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
Oh, my broken veins say.
Well I stay tuned, listen to the news and try to fall asleep at night.
Because I'm living in a house with just three walls,
So I'm always getting recognized.
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
Oh, my broken veins say.
(Change in pressure) [x4]
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
I left an un-rewarding message telling you to come on
Over dramatic, automatically assume I'll stay the same.
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
Oh, my broken veins say.
Well I stay tuned, listen to the news and try to fall asleep at night.
Because I'm living in a house with just three walls,
So I'm always getting recognized.
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
Oh, my broken veins say.
(Change in pressure) [x4]
There's a change in pressure
We're never gonna lie to you.
(Change in pressure)
My broken veins say that if my heart stops beating
(Change in pressure)
"We'll bleed the same way"
(Change in pressure)
Writer: George Bedford Daniel, Matthew Timothy Healy, Ross Stewart MacDonald, Adam Brian Thomas Hann
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave
Is There Somebody Who Can Watch You
I preferred it before
We should ring dad more
Lost our house
Hold me close
I stopped by, just to wash my clothes
I know it's me that's supposed to love you
And when I'm home you know I got you
Is there somebody who can watch you?
I know it's me that's supposed to love you
And when I'm home you know I got you
Is there somebody who can love you?
Is there somebody who can watch you?
Is there somebody who can watch you?
We should ring dad more
Lost our house
Hold me close
I stopped by, just to wash my clothes
I know it's me that's supposed to love you
And when I'm home you know I got you
Is there somebody who can watch you?
I know it's me that's supposed to love you
And when I'm home you know I got you
Is there somebody who can love you?
Is there somebody who can watch you?
Is there somebody who can watch you?
Writer: ROSS STEWART MACDONALD, ADAM BRIAN THOMAS HANN, GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL, MATTHEW TIMOTHY HEALY
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
The 1975 is the self-titled debut studio album by English band the 1975. It was released on 2 September 2013 through Dirty Hit and Polydor. It was produced by band members Matty Healy and George Daniel together with Mike Crossey.
Between Autumn 2012 and Spring 2013, during which time the album was recorded, the band released four EPs. They toured to support and build momentum for the album, including numerous gigs and special appearances with other artists.
The album received positive reviews from critics, and topped the UK Albums Chart on 8 September. As of August 2023, it had sold 791,000 copies in the UK, and 1,000,000 copies in the US as of June 2018.
Performed By:
The 1975Between Autumn 2012 and Spring 2013, during which time the album was recorded, the band released four EPs. They toured to support and build momentum for the album, including numerous gigs and special appearances with other artists.
The album received positive reviews from critics, and topped the UK Albums Chart on 8 September. As of August 2023, it had sold 791,000 copies in the UK, and 1,000,000 copies in the US as of June 2018.
Genre(s): Electropop, pop rock, indie pop, pop
Producer(s): Matty Healy, George Daniel, Mike Crossey
Length: 50:41
Released: September 2nd, 2013
Year: 2013