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Cool Story, Bro
04:12
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Lyrics:
Dazed and confused, ways that you prove me wrong
Plays that I do, you just have to put on
Wait for me dude, wait for me dude I'm slow
Is that your sarcastic flag planted on the moral high ground?
Oh no wait it's not
Well I'm sure your's'll come along
Basically choose, basically chews that gum,
halfway into, knew you would say 'Your Mum'
Classically cool, classic the banter drum
I knew folk into pipe band who'd bloody well eat you up
but sure aye go on, saying 'Cool story, bro'
Thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh.
I may as well have tore my fucking vocal chords in half
For all the good it does me, being cool
Thought we were going out but the shish must flow
But when you're so cool man, who even knows
I decidedly don't
Camp Persecute, camp accent gets you off
Raised by the girls, angry that he's not one
Targets the dudes, who look like the ones who hurt him when young
Just 'cause you're awkward at chatting don't mean you have to shout
You could always shut up, stead'a saying 'Cool story, bro'
And as you gaze into the Netflix title screen
The depressing Black Mirror stares also back ta me
I become what I hate, ages too late
But it feels so good your medicine, 'Cool story. bro'
Cool story, bro
Thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh
I may as well have tore my fucking vocals chords in half
For all the good it does me being cool
Thought we were going out but the shish must flow
But when you're so cool girl who even knows?
Yeah thought I'd have fun but, fuck that for a laugh
I may as well have tore my fucking vocal chords in half
For all the good it does me,
Being cool...
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2. |
¡Ya No Lo Siento!
02:10
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Lyrics:
You wanna judge me but you don't know who you've even judged
You wanna love me but the rules for are they real love?
You play at honesty but who the hell are you to talk
Can't even know someone before you have opinions of
Am I a girl, pretty little porcelain, a broken doll?
Wind up the cheeks of but still leave me with a broken smile
I'd say sorry for the way I feel but I'm really not
Ya no lo siento
You didn't know me only what you wanted taught to
Sure you're older, but fuck it I'm more than just your daughter
Hand me that flower sir y sere tu dulce chica
And when I stamp on's only time you'll hear me clap clap clap
You want flamenca? Watch me dance dance dance dance dance
Call me your chica, be that man man man man man
You want a smile? Don't make me ja ja ja ja ja
Am I a bull, ugly manly thing chasing your blood? (Marimacho!)
Well when I'm seeing red, you better run run run run run
I'd say sorry for not being that, but me's just so much fun
I'd say sorry for not taking it, I'd say sorry for everyone
Por no ser como ella
I'd say sorry for the way I am, but I'm really not
Ya no lo siento...
(Marimacho!)
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Remnants
04:01
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Lyrics:
'With half a chance,' I told myself 'I'd come running'
Been living on a remnant of
But now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found
Between a mountainside and a rock
She's like a star, a flower,
The one controlling power of hands unlocked
But now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found
Between a mountainside and a rock
Aye now it's all unfolding and there's no more fun to be found
With half a chance, I told myself I'd come running
If I had to
And now it's all unfolding so, showing how dumb
How dumb, how fool
She's like a star
Aye one I missed, 'cause of the lampposts on the walk home
She's like a flower
Laminated into the stained B&B floor
Oh our hands were made to hold, our hands were made to hold
But you're different, different, different
Been living off a remnant of
Going remnants, remnants, remnants
(Yeah!)
With half a chance I told myself, I'd come running
if I had to
But now it's all unfolding so, showing how dumb
how dumb, how fool
Oh our hands were made to hold
our hands were made to hold
But you're different, different, different
Been living off a remnant of
Going remnants, remnants, remnants
Remnants
Remnants
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Buzzin' Than Ma Phone
02:00
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Lyrics:
It's a cliché, feeling this way
Wanna reach in a book of poems, feel the leaves on my face
Take 'em, never replace and just run away
When she thinks of something cool that happens, I get a text
When I'm recounting some boring shit she asks 'What happened next?'
It's a bad way to go about being alone
And they're like
'Where'd you get off acting you've been through anything at all?'
I reply
'Why you all so incessant I'm not sad as I talk?'
When the day is all but stretching yet I hasten to prolong
Half the man I used to be's left laughing at my form
Buzzin', always more buzzin' than my phone
It's a bad way to go about being alone
When the day is all but stretching, yet I hasten to prolong...
Half the man I used to be's left laughing at my form
Buzzin', more buzzin' than ma phone
It's a bad way to go about being alone
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Betrayals
05:34
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Lyrics:
Thought I made a friend but I hadn't
Life take it back
Thought I met a girl but she's laughing
Not with me but at
Life, you can be a real bitch sometimes
But you don't say that, do you don't say that do you?
I don't know if I can take much more
Betrayals from you
Betrayals from you
Thought I made a friend, but I hadn't
He's so cool
And he's whining 'bout the most boring shit
Wasting you
Thought I met a girl but I hadn't
'She's so perf'?
She's a right wee bitch, the both so righteous
Hope that Glasgow craic
Hits you slap bang in the middle
Of the not-being-sure if you're the reason she's feeling down
Hope that Glasgow craic
Hits you slap bang in the middle
Of the epiphany you can't say what you want now
Life you can be a real bitch sometimes
But you don't say that, do you
Don't say that do you?
I don't know if I can take much more
Betrayals from you
Betrayals from you
Oban there's things I need
I can't take from you, can't
Take from you
I don't know which one I hate more,
Is it today, tomorrow
Today or tomorrow?
Dunno, so I say
I say I'm heading off, I'm heading off
Come with me man
He said no
He said no
There's way too many holes
There's way too many holes in your plan
And all the bitches that you got,
With your bitchy little jokes, ain't it strange
That none of them are there when you were 'So sound'?
And of the nick of all the knots
the fickle little thoughts, ain't it strange
That what makes me stay is saying 'Let's bounce'?
And if I wish upon a star
You'd just grab for that and all
It ain't fair
You want me to care so you can break that
Oban I'm trying here but you ain't great craic
You ain't great craic
Life, you can be a real bitch sometimes
But you don't say that do you, don't say that do you?
I don't know if I can take much more
Betrayals from you
Betrayals from you
Oban there's things I need
I can't take from you
Can't take from you
I don't know which one I hate more
Is it today, tomorrow
Today or tomorrow?
Yeah I don't know which one I hate more
Is it today, tomorrow
Today or tomorrow?
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Lyrics:
Intrepid eejit home's where the heart is but I'm not
It's one thing to wither another Kintyre to rot
I've poetry books at home towers of the folk toppling atop
But no such bothering to get into literature I do see why, but decide not
Plenty well read enough
No need to read about that
About folk so sad
And all the trepidations I was all too glad to cause
Pissing by the passing place down the back of the way home
And though we may be older I'll not lie we're bolder just cause it rhymes
"Are all the invalid arms of the trees up hill's summit still reaching out?"
"Aye? Nice..."
And all the dearest secrets you thanked me for keeping
when I just forgot
And all the 'love-me' petals I just had to pull one more
And all the prettiest things we promised we'd get done
Guess makes a full house against the pair of jokers we've become
Girl, ain't need to read Plato if I already know I'm a Nic
Bro, I ain't need to read Ayn Rand if I already know
(I'm a dick)
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Lyrics:
Now your back's to the road
The weight is everything you know
I'm sure you know that I'm leaving
Writing home every day
Sure in a cinematic way
Breathing smoke of the train
Keeping the thought of you aflame
I'm sure you know that I'm leaving
Curse God for my regret
Miss you indefinite
Not once did I think that
Love would stay 'til I come back
Now your back's to the road
The weight is everything you know
I'm sure you know that,
I'm leaving...
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Feral Scotland, UK
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