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Five year plans and ten step dances
I wanna do them with you
Late night driving, early arriving
Don’t you want to do it all too?
Hiding in your car
Passenger seat, talking to me
Side view of your face
In it again, telling my friends
All about you
All about you
Stay in instead and coffee in bed
We could make plans for two
Pay no thought and pay no mind
Fortune favours a fool
Hiding in your car
Passenger seat, talking to me
Side view of your face
In it again, telling my friends
All about you
All about you
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Ode To Getting By
03:43
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Move out, move up, not down
This is the method of destruction that we all seem to rush in
Be good, be great, be alright.
And keep a handle on the things that keep you up at night
Ease up, I’m not feeling so great
I’ve got an inherent attachment to being late
Please get out of my face
I don’t want to hear about star signs
I don’t believe in fate
This is an Ode to getting by
Slow down, recline, it’s alright
This is an Ode to getting by
Be good, be great, or just fine
Don’t ask me to talk, I’ll be fine
Trying to figure it all out on my own time
Its not yours, its not ours, its just mine
And I’m ok just hanging back on the starting line
This is an Ode to getting by
Slow down, recline, it’s alright
This is an Ode to getting by
Be good, be great, or just fine
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Growing Pains
03:41
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I don’t want to go out, every other city looks the same
Same people on another page
Where to go now? Can’t pin the player or the game
But I’ve got nobody else to blame
On and on, on and on
Keeps me up at night
Are you real now? Are you honest?
Oh, the mirror always lies
Are you taller? Are you modest?
These growing pains, waiting in line
These growing pains, always in mind
Another year down, better watch my speed around the bends
Sit down and tie up my loose ends
Down another road, is this really what it means to grow?
You know nothing that you thought you’d know
On and on, on and on
Keeps me up at night
Are you real now? Are you honest?
Oh, the mirror always lies
Are you taller? Are you modest?
These growing pains, waiting in line
These growing pains, always in mind
When the lights go out
And you count your years up on your hands
Ain’t it funny nothing went to plan
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Modern Man- Demo
03:04
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You have a mullet because you think that it’s funny
You spend your days spending your daddy’s money
Tiny squares of aesthetic precision
Used as a tool for romantic decision
Existential crisis in a public facility
Pull back and forth at my human frailty
You say you read but turn only a page
Seems like you’re a dream boat of the modern age
Modern Man!
Gentrification is your favourite point of chat
You wear a craft beer logo on your hat
You all sound like you’re speaking in tongues
Do you really think you are the chosen ones?
Modern Man!
Can’t you see its been written before
Age old gender roles: such a bore
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Ella Sweeney Melbourne, Australia
Naarm/Melbourne singer-songwriter and Chicken Twistie eater.
What to expect: songs that are warm, a tiny bit sad, sarcastic and at times excitable; all the things that shouldn’t fit together, but sometimes do.
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