Shit them all festival, laugh at the beautiful
It's just a nod to the canon
Simple man Stan can't stand up on the beautiful
It's just a nod to the canon
Stickle brick, tickle quick, laugh at the beautiful
It's just a nod to the canon
Hustle over hot muscle shower, twitch off the beautiful
It's just a nod to the canon now
One, two, three (yeah)
Alt-J - This Is All Yours Album Lyrics
Alt-J - This Is All Yours Lyrics
Writer: Augustus Figaro Niso Unger-Hamilton, Thomas Stuart Green, Joe Jerome Newman, Gwilym David Dylan Sainsbury
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Arrival In Nara
As she submarines
The rope loops round her feeble feet
Before the dawn
Breaks on her sorry grasp
In a blink and in one motion
Rope constricts
Rips her towards the ocean
She never finds her bearings
Sucking splash into her lungs
Though I cannot see
I can hear her smile as she sings
And though I cannot see
I can hear her smile as she sings
The rope loops round her feeble feet
Before the dawn
Breaks on her sorry grasp
In a blink and in one motion
Rope constricts
Rips her towards the ocean
She never finds her bearings
Sucking splash into her lungs
Though I cannot see
I can hear her smile as she sings
And though I cannot see
I can hear her smile as she sings
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Nara
Soon
I'm gonna marry a man like no other
Light the fuse, hallelujah, hallelujah
Love, love is the warmest colour
Petrol blues, hallelujah, hallelujah
Comes, saut dans le vide, my lover
In my youth the greatest tide washed up my prize
You.
Follow, let him go, let him lead me be
Love is a pharaoh, and in front of me
I thought let him be where he want to be
Love is a pharaoh and he's boning me
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've found a love to love like no other can
I've found a love to love like no other can
He's found me, my Aslan
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Marry a man like no other
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Love is the warmest colour
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Unpin your butterflies, Russia
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
To be a deer in Nara
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
I'm gonna marry a man like no other
Light the fuse, hallelujah, hallelujah
Love, love is the warmest colour
Petrol blues, hallelujah, hallelujah
Comes, saut dans le vide, my lover
In my youth the greatest tide washed up my prize
You.
Follow, let him go, let him lead me be
Love is a pharaoh, and in front of me
I thought let him be where he want to be
Love is a pharaoh and he's boning me
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've discovered a man like no other man
I've found a love to love like no other can
I've found a love to love like no other can
He's found me, my Aslan
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Marry a man like no other
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Love is the warmest colour
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Unpin your butterflies, Russia
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
To be a deer in Nara
Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Every Other Freckle
Aah
I want to share your mouthful
I want to do all the things your lungs do so well
I'm gonna bed into you like a cat prance into a beanbag
Turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet
(Hey,hey,hey,hey,hey, hey)
You're the first and last of your kind
Hold me like an animal utaffable
I wanna be every lever you've pulled
And all showers that shower you
Not a pop or a tune
Like a cat falls and I wanna dump her
Me, I'm in the bin
Ignore her worth, and some trivia
Hey
Ooh, devour me
Ooh, Lou Lou, let the cover girls sing
Hey (doo doo doo doo doo doo)
All hand claps
Human claps
(Let me be the wallpaper that papers up your room)
I want to be every button you press
And all mouths that surround you
Yes, I'm gonna roll around you
Like a cat rolls around the chrysanthemums
I'm gonna kiss you like the sun grounds you
Hey
Oh oh oh oh oh devour me (hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh devour me (hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh)
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh)
If you really think that you can stomach me (hey, hey)
Hey
Hey
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle, freckle
I want to share your mouthful
I want to do all the things your lungs do so well
I'm gonna bed into you like a cat prance into a beanbag
Turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet
(Hey,hey,hey,hey,hey, hey)
You're the first and last of your kind
Hold me like an animal utaffable
I wanna be every lever you've pulled
And all showers that shower you
Not a pop or a tune
Like a cat falls and I wanna dump her
Me, I'm in the bin
Ignore her worth, and some trivia
Hey
Ooh, devour me
Ooh, Lou Lou, let the cover girls sing
Hey (doo doo doo doo doo doo)
All hand claps
Human claps
(Let me be the wallpaper that papers up your room)
I want to be every button you press
And all mouths that surround you
Yes, I'm gonna roll around you
Like a cat rolls around the chrysanthemums
I'm gonna kiss you like the sun grounds you
Hey
Oh oh oh oh oh devour me (hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh devour me (hey)
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh)
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh)
If you really think that you can stomach me (hey, hey)
Hey
Hey
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle
I want every other freckle, freckle
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Left Hand Free
Ain't shady, baby, I'm hot like the prodigal son
Pick a petal, eenie meenie miney moe
And, flower, you're the chosen one
Well, your left hand's free
And your right's in a grip
With another left hand
Watch his right hand slip
Towards his gun, oh, no (oh)
I tackle, we tussle and, oh my days, we're rolling
My right hand's gripped on his Colt single-action army, oh no
Well, your left hand's free
And your right's in a grip
With another left hand
Watch his right hand slip
Towards his gun, oh, no (oh)
N-E-O, O-M-G, gee whiz
Girl, you're the one for me
Though your man's bigger than I am
Oh my days, he disagrees, oh, no (oh, speak easy)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh), oh no
Ain't shady, baby, I'm hot like the prodigal son
Pick a petal, eenie meenie miney moe
And, flower, you're the chosen one
Well, your left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh) oh, no
Pick a petal, eenie meenie miney moe
And, flower, you're the chosen one
Well, your left hand's free
And your right's in a grip
With another left hand
Watch his right hand slip
Towards his gun, oh, no (oh)
I tackle, we tussle and, oh my days, we're rolling
My right hand's gripped on his Colt single-action army, oh no
Well, your left hand's free
And your right's in a grip
With another left hand
Watch his right hand slip
Towards his gun, oh, no (oh)
N-E-O, O-M-G, gee whiz
Girl, you're the one for me
Though your man's bigger than I am
Oh my days, he disagrees, oh, no (oh, speak easy)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh), oh no
Ain't shady, baby, I'm hot like the prodigal son
Pick a petal, eenie meenie miney moe
And, flower, you're the chosen one
Well, your left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh)
Well, my left hand's free (oh) oh, no
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Choice Kingdom
Your choice kingdom
Their voice hear them
Our choice kingdom
Your choice kingdom
Our voice crowns men
Our choice kingdom
Rule Britannia
Bright ideas hide in caves
Rule Britannia
Break a stock into a slave
Rule Britannia
Leave us planked before the graves
Rule Britannia
Ruler of the waves
Their voice hear them
Our choice kingdom
Your choice kingdom
Our voice crowns men
Our choice kingdom
Rule Britannia
Bright ideas hide in caves
Rule Britannia
Break a stock into a slave
Rule Britannia
Leave us planked before the graves
Rule Britannia
Ruler of the waves
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Hunger Of The Pine
Sleeplessly embracing
Butterflies and needles
Line my seamed-up join
Encased in case I need it
In my stomach, for my heart
Chain mail
Hunger of the pine
Hunger of the pine
Sleeplessly embracing
Yawn yearns into me
Plenty more tears in the sea
And so you finally use it
Bedding with me you see at night
Your heart wears knight armour
Hunger of the pine
(I'm a female rebel)
(I'm a female rebel)
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
Realization grew on me
As quickly as it takes your hand
To warm the cool side of the pillow
I'm there for you, be there for me
I'll hum the song the soldiers sing
As they march outside our window
Hunger of the pine
Sleeplessly
Embracing
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
(Une immense espérance a traversé la terre)
(Une immense espérance a traversé ma peur)
Butterflies and needles
Line my seamed-up join
Encased in case I need it
In my stomach, for my heart
Chain mail
Hunger of the pine
Hunger of the pine
Sleeplessly embracing
Yawn yearns into me
Plenty more tears in the sea
And so you finally use it
Bedding with me you see at night
Your heart wears knight armour
Hunger of the pine
(I'm a female rebel)
(I'm a female rebel)
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
Realization grew on me
As quickly as it takes your hand
To warm the cool side of the pillow
I'm there for you, be there for me
I'll hum the song the soldiers sing
As they march outside our window
Hunger of the pine
Sleeplessly
Embracing
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
(I'm a female rebel)
Sleeplessly
Embracing
You
(Une immense espérance a traversé la terre)
(Une immense espérance a traversé ma peur)
Writer: Cornell Haynes, Miley Ray Cyrus, Thom Green, Joe Jerome Newman, Augustus Figaro Unger-Hamilton, Pharrell L Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Warm Foothills
Dry dunes cater for jumping boys
From the nape of her neck he made his descent
They watched men hurl from rock to sea
Like sternum to button, lined lip pinches in between
Your foothills
Your warm
Iris swims quietly beside me
Oh the leaves and larger weeds sway and stretch themselves beneath
Blue dragonflies dart to and fro
I tie my life to your balloon and let it go
Your foothills
Your warm
From the nape of her neck he made his descent
They watched men hurl from rock to sea
Like sternum to button, lined lip pinches in between
Your foothills
Your warm
Iris swims quietly beside me
Oh the leaves and larger weeds sway and stretch themselves beneath
Blue dragonflies dart to and fro
I tie my life to your balloon and let it go
Your foothills
Your warm
Writer: Augustus Figaro Niso Unger-Hamilton, Joe Jerome Newman, Thomas Stuart Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Gospel Of John Hurt
No space
L-shaped
Tetris
Tile seeking
Somewhere
Oh somewhere
To fit in
Alien
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
AK
Twenty
47
Civilian
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Jeremiah
Looking down
and you know where you're looking on
down
Do you know where you go
You're headed on the strings
For the
E-X-T-I-N-C-T
Jeremiah
Looking down but you know where you're looking
but you go
Do you know where you go
You're headed on the strings
For the
E-X-T-I-N-C-T
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
L-shaped
Tetris
Tile seeking
Somewhere
Oh somewhere
To fit in
Alien
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
AK
Twenty
47
Civilian
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Jeremiah
Looking down
and you know where you're looking on
down
Do you know where you go
You're headed on the strings
For the
E-X-T-I-N-C-T
Jeremiah
Looking down but you know where you're looking
but you go
Do you know where you go
You're headed on the strings
For the
E-X-T-I-N-C-T
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Oh, coming out of the woodwork
Chest bursts like John Hurt
Coming out of the woods
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bloodflood pt. II
Heat shimmer
Hips quiver
Open smother
Lipped lover
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Razor blades on a melted toothbrush
Slash, slash / Assassin de la police
Heat shimmer
Silky glistener
Open smother
Lipped lover
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Silent knife, unholy knife
I've fallen for the black outside my window
On the C-O-double-M-O-N
On the C-O-double-M-O-N
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart (Quelea, quelea)
Hips quiver
Open smother
Lipped lover
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Razor blades on a melted toothbrush
Slash, slash / Assassin de la police
Heat shimmer
Silky glistener
Open smother
Lipped lover
Dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N
Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys
Soon become Mandela Men
Silent knife, unholy knife
I've fallen for the black outside my window
On the C-O-double-M-O-N
On the C-O-double-M-O-N
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart
A flood of blood to the heart (Quelea, quelea)
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Pusher
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
It crashed through the ceiling on me
And pinned me to the pine
And layer upon layer of hope and doubt
Will crush bones to oil in time
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
Passed over the blue
A five hour flock, not one dives down
To tell you the truth
As night falls, a quelea crawls
And whispers on his last wings
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
But a waited phone never rings
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
I can push and pull
Her
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
Please wait by the line
And you know dispersive prisms rainbow
But my native optimism isn't broken by the light
The idea of life without company fell suddenly
It crashed through the ceiling on me
And pinned me to the pine
And layer upon layer of hope and doubt
Will crush bones to oil in time
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
A canopy of red-billed quelea
Passed over the blue
A five hour flock, not one dives down
To tell you the truth
As night falls, a quelea crawls
And whispers on his last wings
So abundant are we, left alone I shall be
But a waited phone never rings
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
I pull the weight towards me
And I lack the zest of a lemon, looking forward
Unless I have a woman pushing me
Are you a pusher or are you a puller?
We could hold hands for fifteen minutes in the sauna
We could hold hands for a pool length under water
I can push and pull
Her
If you're willing to wait for the love of your life
Please wait by the line
Writer: Augustus Figaro Niso Unger-Hamilton, Thomas Stuart Green, Joe Jerome Newman
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Leaving Nara
Bovay, Alabama
I'll bury my hands deep
Into the mane of my lover
Bovay, Alabama
In the arms of the warmest colour
I'll bury my hands deep
Into the mane of my lover
Bovay, Alabama
In the arms of the warmest colour
Writer: AUGUSTUS UNGER HAMILTON, JOE NEWMAN, THOMAS GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lovely Day
On the night line
When I wake up in the morning light
Sunlight hurts my eyes
Something without warning, love
Plays heavy on my mind
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
And the world's alright with me
Oh just one look at you
Just one look at you
Just one look at you
And I know it's gonna be a lovely day
On the night line
For the night line
When the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the way
Then I look at you
And the world's alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it's gonna be a lovely day
On the night line
For the night line
On the night line
On the night line
When I wake up in the morning light
Sunlight hurts my eyes
Something without warning, love
Plays heavy on my mind
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
Then I look at you
And the world's alright with me
Oh just one look at you
Just one look at you
Just one look at you
And I know it's gonna be a lovely day
On the night line
For the night line
When the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the way
Then I look at you
And the world's alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it's gonna be a lovely day
On the night line
For the night line
On the night line
On the night line
Writer: Skip Scarborough, William Harrison Withers
Copyright: Lyrics © GOLDEN WITHERS MUSIC, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © GOLDEN WITHERS MUSIC, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
This Is All Yours is the second album by English indie rock band alt-J, released on 22 September 2014 through Infectious. It was promoted with four singles: "Hunger of the Pine", "Left Hand Free", "Every Other Freckle", and "Warm Foothills".
It topped the UK Albums Chart, was runner up in Belgium, Australia, and Canada and reached #4 in the United States. It was nominated for the Grammy Award for Best Alternative Music Album.
Performed By:
Alt-JIt topped the UK Albums Chart, was runner up in Belgium, Australia, and Canada and reached #4 in the United States. It was nominated for the Grammy Award for Best Alternative Music Album.
Genre(s): Folktronica, indie rock, art rock, indie pop
Producer(s): Charlie Andrew
Length: 64:35
Released: September 22nd, 2014
Year: 2014