1. |
Number One Fan
03:30
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Korena Vine
She's an atypical member of the rat race
Tries to run the things at her own pace
Check that, she's better on water
Over-privileged only daughter
She's alright though
she comes to ever show
kitted out with her T-shirt on
stays 'til the end with her group of freinds
dancing to our best songs
Korena Vine
She's a throw back to the 1950's
Born housewife, bound to be thrifty
Check that, her parents are teachers
RRSP system beaters
She grew up in desolation,
cut off from the outside world
school events were always fun
dancing with a group of girls
She's got a new friend
She only dates firemen
They're seeing her two at a time
Standing in the front row
She don't know where to go
But everything is going to be fine
Korena Vina
She moves out to the big city
Finally she can get TV
Check that, it was old radio
New songs are 10 years old
You gotta drop that sophomore shit
There is a lot more to be heard
What is it like to be cut off
From the rest of the world?
And she won't quite believe it
Where's she gonna go now
Waiting for the seas to be parted
Treading water in the undertow
(she's lost)
Everything is going to be fine.
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2. |
Last Transmission
02:55
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Said it's a shame, we can't settle on a name
To me it's all the same
I just want this shit to end.
Does it matter if it doesn't flatter?
As long as I'm not playing for the
Flux Capacitors.
A rose by and other name
Smells as sweet all the same
You might have heard that one before
On a late night channel 4.
You can blue in the face trying to get your own way.
Last Transmission
You're ever gonna hear
Try and find something to put in your ears
Last Transmission
To go through the air
Make sure you got something nice to wear
Last Transmission
Every broadcast try to tape it and make it last
Last Transmission
You're ever gonna hear
Try to find someone to hold near and dear and wait for the silence.
It's the fame that comes between us
We argue over where we'll sit on the bus
Let's get the first gig out the way
Before we say something we might regret saying.
The tour, the floor, the gear
You know I don't drink beer
The deal, the feel, a smoke
Why can't you take a joke?
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3. |
MJW
02:50
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Her first words were "Tiger, you just hit the jackpot"
Went for a spider,
And we are poking holes in the plot
You should go damn
Damn
When her face appears on the screen
Damn
Damn
This is cinema obscene
She called him a liar
And she shrugs and says "so?"
Natural born skiver, playing Nintendo
And she says damn!
Damn
Where did my twenties go?
Damn
Damn
Who would want me now?
After some young scientist
Comes along and ruins this
Peter Pan he fears the worst
Just as his bubble burst
He swallows hard and tastes the air
They've gone and caught him unawares
I wonder if he'll get there first
His thought bubble is filled with curses
Damn
Damn
Antithesis of sparks
Damn
Damn
Passed each other's marks
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4. |
Be My Guest
03:03
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To be the best, to be the best
you've gotta win a popularity contest
When we say come we mean it
This is a test a confirmed guest
It's truancy, it's true
I'll be your best man, do what I can
All you gotta do is clap your hands
I'll be your best man, do what I can
All you gotta do is stamp your feet and clap your hands
Be my guest, be my guest
We went and won a congeniality contest
When we say come you've gone deaf
This is a test a confirmed guest
It's truancy, it's true
I'll be your best man, do what I can
All you gotta do is clap your hands
I'll be your best man, do what I can
All you gotta do is stamp your feet and clap your hands
Be my guest, be my guest
There is no such thing as an artistic contest
When we say come we fucking mean it
This is a test a confirmed guest
It's truancy, it's true
It's wicked up here
Everything is clear
I got butterflies
But I'm wearing my disguise
It's wicked up here
Everything is clear
I got tears in my eyes
Don't tell the guys
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5. |
Liquid Assets
02:42
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You're sitting down with other people?
You're about to get an earful
Someone's got a trigger to pull
You better grab a tissue
Respect is always an issue
Does it matter who makes the phone call?
When the chips are down
It's the way the wind is blowing
It's not what you said
(It's what you did)
It's not what you did
(It's what you didn't)
It's not just you
(It's me too)
Leaving everybody blue
It's not any of this, but all at once
It's not what you said
(It's what you did)
It's not what you did
(It's what you didn't)
It's not any of this, but all at once
When the chips are down
It's the way the wind is blowing
Our liquid assets have gone to pieces
That's how far his influence reaches
As the answer machine is on mute
Go ahead and empty out the group
Sorry that it has gone this way
All we said is you cannot play
Drums in a band
when drums are in my head
by all means you can still support us
most of us have a rapport
excluding everything that is being said
When the chips are down
It's the way the wind is blowing
Our liquid assets have gone to pieces
That's how far his influence reaches
As the answer machine is on mute
Go ahead and empty out the group
This backlash is to be expected
Given time and a little perspective
You'll see, most of those that chose to go
Have never even been to a show
Slowlo
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6. |
Shooting Star
03:11
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I'd rather be a concert hall failure
Than some jam room superstar
I just don't know who you are anymore
You're just a shooting star
A preoccupied mind
Is hard to find
But I got one right here
Nothing is worse
When you can't shake the curse
To say what it is my dear
It's a false start
When you're making art
With a pair of cardboard ears
Nothing's worse
When you can't shake the curse
To say what it is you can't hear
Your lightning is real frightening here
Your writing is revealing
More than I wanna hear
You mistake me for someone who cares
Your attempt to be flamboyant
Has fallen on deaf ears
It's like a sickness
I'll check you for the quickness
I'll leave you stuck in fear
Nothing's worse
When you can't shake the curse
To say what it is you can't bear
You think it's you, but it's simply not love
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7. |
Bootstraps
03:44
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You've been seen with a bad boy
around town
Everybody wanna put you
Through the ground
It's alright as long as you're happy
Everybody has been dropping clues for you
Don't forget to pay your overdues
It's alright, just don't ask me
I wanna give it all away for free
'Cause nothing corrupts like money
They don't play many videos on MTV
When we are on the radio you can go giddy
I don't come from anything special at all
you gotta get quickly to the end
it's alright just make it snappy
You could get happy for a change
If you wanna use your brain
You could stay inside where it is
Warm and dry
You could come out with me
If you wanna climb a tree?
Oh?
You don't even want to try?
No.
You see me you coming home with me
But you won't son
You're busted
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8. |
Blitz
02:51
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Every time you walk outside
You should push it all aside
It's a chronic state of mind
Thinking of the things that died
If you changed your attitude
You would see the things imbued
With a happy shade or hue
Have a way of working for you
I know that it is kinda tough
The decision made seems rough
Someone finally called your bluff
You need to deal with all your stuff
On a professional's couch
Where you can bitch and scream and shout
You can let it all out
Tell them tell them all about it
Looking at it alternately
It's not that easy for me
Picking up the little pieces
Putting back the broken dreams
Who is gonna drive you?
Bouncing checks, the rent is due
Figuring out what to do
When no one's seen or heard from you
You've left me with few choices
We've got three other voices
None of who act as boisterous
It's time to say buenas noches
A regretful final fate
For someone who considers me his best mate
Something you should contemplate
Next time you decide to show up late
You're on the outside looking in
When the curtain's drawn the lights go dim
A hush moves over the crowd
Ears are ringing, the amps were loud
Most move towards the door
A few hang back wanting more
Back stage, it's all high fives
They've never felt more alive
So this is now where it sits
And you are the victim of a blitz
Leaving all the boys in fits
To be recalled in acting skits
At least someone is there for you
To provide shelter and food
If it should all fall through
There's plenty of fish in that pool
Two unwanted houseguests
You know I wish you all the best
Some would say you're past blessed
With a natural neatness
When you chase self-loathing skirt
And someone else does all the work
Don't act like a surprised jerk
When it gets your ass turfed.
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9. |
Frauds
02:56
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As I get older
I get hit by nostalgia
The games, they didn't look like that
When we were kids
I thought I told ya
Never look over your shoulder
Of course they did
Honestly, you shouldn't really have to give a shit
How well everybody else is making out with it
Everybody having it is buying counterfeit
You're all big frauds
Just like a church mouse
We're dealing out of our house
It's been bought and sold
When I get bored
I go and buy what we couldn't afford
When I was 12 years old
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10. |
Rockstar
03:59
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Hey you, you got somewhere to go?
(You're a rock star)
Hey you, are you all alone?
(You're a rock star)
Surely, you got somewhere to go?
(You're a porn star)
Nothing? Why you on your own?
(You're a rock star)
Look at you how the mighty have fallen
Standing on a Caulfield holding Holden
Holding on, ever so wrong, ever so not
You got kicked out last night
Can't believe you've fallen
Got a last chance, last time
If you can recall it
Open mind, plenty of time
You've lost the plot
You look around as if someone stole it
Hands in your pocket holding holding
Holding on, every so wrong, ever so not
You got pimped out last night
Can't believe you called him
Got a voicemail password
If you can recall it
Landmine, couple of dimes
In the slot.
When you find it hard to hold
Put it in the crucible
For an interval
When you're traversing out the hole
Know when you fold
Scold and hold.
We party hardcore
Pedal velour
Dressed up in au couture
You want an opinion?
You can keep them
'Cause I'm getting half of the door
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11. |
Nightbird
05:09
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You say it's a love song
You don't know the meaning of the word
You say that you love me
But you're just a Saturday night bird
Nightbird
What accuracy, from what I can see
I step out the way, the arrow still hits me
A nightbird
You can ask anyone
They have all seen what I've been through
Holding on to a girl like you
Is like using lipstick for superglue
Everybody is laughing at me
Sniggering behind my back
Oh the years are falling
I'm getting wet under my Mac
You say the cage bird don't sing
What about a declawed cat
Judging from the arch in your back
You're steadying for attack
I expect to get a text or drunken phone call
All my friends can read about it on the
facebook wall
You prefer fur and satin
Never let them see you sweating
Doll it up and spread the world
Nightbird
I thought I made it clear
I don't care what you have to say
I don't need reminders
Of what could be our anniversary
Sure every now and then we hook up for a joy ride
When I am between girls
And you're between guys
All my friends say I should stop and let you go
But the sad truth is I hate being on my own
The chase is cat and bird but lately you're a parasite
Tiny and invading, invisible to the naked eye
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12. |
Slower Song
05:02
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Like the snake that sheds its skin we lose members
Like the flame that turns the log into embers
Flies away into the night to become
Strangers
It's as if we could right all the wrongs
if only we played slower songs
Like the snake that sheds its skin we lose members
Like the flame that turns the log into embers
Flies away into the night to become
Strangers
It's as if we could right all the wrongs
(right all the wrongs)
if only we played slower songs
(slower songs)
Sorry I'm not listening again
I completely glazed over
'Cause I don't really care what you have to say
Life's like a boat with a hole in it
You gotta keep your feet dry
Maybe when you're done bailing me out
I can give it a try
Life's like a boat with a hole in it
You gotta keep your checks dry
Maybe when you're done bailing me out
I can give it a try
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Introverter Victoria, British Columbia
Victoria band playing only original material. UVic Battle of the Bands winner. Last lineup: Ian Bush, Doug Clayton, Chris
Buchan, Mike Ready, Brady Zomer. Past members: Jefferies, Langford, Gerrard, and Grimshaw.
Broke up as Introverter before second album could be completed. Some members went on to play as Boy Nun Boy Nun for a brief period before the band finally dissolved.
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