The Brazilian Sgt Pepper
from "Pop.Thinking" by The Wind-up Birds
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lyrics
We, we know how to get ourselves low but
We also know how to let ourselves go and
We know enough to keep our backs away from the windows and
Now our knees say ‘Hey!’ and our knees they give way It’s okay, we can just play the cynic at the minor injuries clinic and
If there’s a dust round our house or a crust round our mouths
We’ll just say ‘Hold it, you may have oversold it’
This is the Brazilian Sgt Pepper and it always disappoints
But we’ll probably sing these songs forever
Sing them all together and we won’t harmonise ever
Just sing the same songs forever
Unbalanced dancing in the street
Can still make a heart miss a beat
Let’s sing these songs together
Forever
We said ‘Pour out some drinks, give us the strong ones’
Then you can really watch us cut a swathe With only our blue/grey resumes
And see there, two petitions side-by-side
One full of hate
One full of lies
We sign them both like it’s a joke and say
‘They probably cancelled each other out anyway’
So what if all us swans are tagged
Still our nature fights back
We are Gods
We are slags and Now the Brazilian Sgt Pepper It starts to sound okay
So we sing these songs forever
Sing them all together and we can’t harmonise ever
Just sing the same songs forever
Unbalanced dancing in the street
Can still make a heart miss a beat
Let’s sing love songs together
Forever
Then finally I figured it out
A way to be my own backing singer
They locked the studio doors but it’s okay
I found a way to sneak back in
I thought that if I could hide myself away
Back here in this last tune
Then maybe somehow I could reach you
I might be stuck here forever at this very last hurdle
Where bands and their dreams come to curdle
Man, why does everything just feel so final?
We might have to put this out on Horlicks-coloured vinyl
Or maybe I’m not like those other singers and
This is supposed to slip right through my fingers
The funeral song too sad to sing
The hollowness that follows your glorious win
The clever drone shot that keeps zooming out
Filling the screen with only more doubt and
Will the only pleasure left in this place
Be the satisfying snap of my glasses case?
And here amongst our narrow choices
Always this joyless inner-voice says
‘I don’t know but maybe you ought to
Keep your boat a bit nearer the water’
But then someone would probably just nick it
Or a shore-bound drunk would find a way to be sick in it
And in this self-sabotage song (our usual trope)
I can’t decide if this a hymn of hope
Or is it two people under pitch-black covers?
Reaching for, but always missing each other
I’ll try to sneak back out of this track the way that I came in
Back through the bits about love and the bits about sin and Before the band or ROSS have even saw us
I’ll just prise my way out through the gaps in the chorus and I imagine on the track behind me flowers won’t grow but
Part of my heart is telling me
‘No, there might be a whole wide world under see-through covers
Reaching out and finally finding each other’
We also know how to let ourselves go and
We know enough to keep our backs away from the windows and
Now our knees say ‘Hey!’ and our knees they give way It’s okay, we can just play the cynic at the minor injuries clinic and
If there’s a dust round our house or a crust round our mouths
We’ll just say ‘Hold it, you may have oversold it’
This is the Brazilian Sgt Pepper and it always disappoints
But we’ll probably sing these songs forever
Sing them all together and we won’t harmonise ever
Just sing the same songs forever
Unbalanced dancing in the street
Can still make a heart miss a beat
Let’s sing these songs together
Forever
We said ‘Pour out some drinks, give us the strong ones’
Then you can really watch us cut a swathe With only our blue/grey resumes
And see there, two petitions side-by-side
One full of hate
One full of lies
We sign them both like it’s a joke and say
‘They probably cancelled each other out anyway’
So what if all us swans are tagged
Still our nature fights back
We are Gods
We are slags and Now the Brazilian Sgt Pepper It starts to sound okay
So we sing these songs forever
Sing them all together and we can’t harmonise ever
Just sing the same songs forever
Unbalanced dancing in the street
Can still make a heart miss a beat
Let’s sing love songs together
Forever
Then finally I figured it out
A way to be my own backing singer
They locked the studio doors but it’s okay
I found a way to sneak back in
I thought that if I could hide myself away
Back here in this last tune
Then maybe somehow I could reach you
I might be stuck here forever at this very last hurdle
Where bands and their dreams come to curdle
Man, why does everything just feel so final?
We might have to put this out on Horlicks-coloured vinyl
Or maybe I’m not like those other singers and
This is supposed to slip right through my fingers
The funeral song too sad to sing
The hollowness that follows your glorious win
The clever drone shot that keeps zooming out
Filling the screen with only more doubt and
Will the only pleasure left in this place
Be the satisfying snap of my glasses case?
And here amongst our narrow choices
Always this joyless inner-voice says
‘I don’t know but maybe you ought to
Keep your boat a bit nearer the water’
But then someone would probably just nick it
Or a shore-bound drunk would find a way to be sick in it
And in this self-sabotage song (our usual trope)
I can’t decide if this a hymn of hope
Or is it two people under pitch-black covers?
Reaching for, but always missing each other
I’ll try to sneak back out of this track the way that I came in
Back through the bits about love and the bits about sin and Before the band or ROSS have even saw us
I’ll just prise my way out through the gaps in the chorus and I imagine on the track behind me flowers won’t grow but
Part of my heart is telling me
‘No, there might be a whole wide world under see-through covers
Reaching out and finally finding each other’
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from "Pop.Thinking",
released July 21, 2023
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New EP - "Pop. Thinking" is out now.
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