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chonny jash - you sound like louis burdett lyrics

had a little bit to drink
there’s a little thing i want at a do out east, yeah
(there’s a little thing i wanted to do out east, yeah.)
now, nothing too emotional
my good, miss
(my goodness.)
i couldn’t be serious in a room full of jack+knife eyes
(i couldn’t be serious in a room full of jack+knife vibes.)
stop talking ’bout the years
you sound like louis burdett

now we roll on to my back shed
play some poker. scratch my head
look at the sky and spot the planes
where would i go on holidays?
roll with the punches down the aisles and down the streets
the weeks roll by
roll by

i’m chewing icе and grinning
i’m spewing up and spinning
for iz, it’s bilious+usiness as usual in his corner of thе kitchen
hey, you!
now, lose that friend before we go anywhere
what?
someone might see you alone?
stop baggin’ out the band
you sound like louis burdett
yeah, and all my friends are f+ck+ups, but they’re fun to have around
banana chairs out on the concrete, telling stories to the stars
how geminis love wooden dragons, yeah
how down the streets, the weeks roll by
roll by

the moment the night wears off, the bombsite reappears
they’re all asleep, but the morning tastes like bile
it tastes so vile in tempe
i feel so f+cked i just might wake him up
pat him on the bald head

tell me about a dream, louis
something obscene, louis
your life’s an open magazine, louis

now, i’m stoned in a bookshop, sober in a nightclub
s+x is everywhere, but nowhere ’round me
…nowhere
by the time she gets to marrickville, we’ll be m+st+rbating
never rains in tempe
the planes remind me of family money and the lack down here
stop talking frustrated
‘cos i sound like louis burdett!

yeah, now we roll on to my back shed
play some poker. scratch my head
look at the sky and spot the planes
where would i go on holidays?
roll with the punches down the aisles and down the streets
the weeks roll by
roll by
yeah, and all my friends are f+ck+ups, but they’re fun to have around
banana chairs out on the concrete, telling stories to the stars
how geminis love wooden dragons, yeah
how the weeks roll by

now most of my friends are very fruity indeed, such fun to have around
tragedy + like charity + begins at home

now, cass don’t like madness…
…oh, but madness likes him
he’s got a finger in his chest
oh, just saying how it should have been

now, mae mae may make do +
if you give the man a gram or two +
if you’re lucky enough to see him +
oh, if you’re lucky enough that he made the trip down to see you

oooooohhhh, that’s izzy
he’s at his peak now, isn’t he?
his key’s fizzy
dizzy with something illicit he can’t quite afford but’ll keep his mind busy

and chel’s taken some time off the jim!
…but surely not as much as it took off him
the well runs dry, he’s poured it down the sink
oh, just saying how it should have been
and tee’s beak’s stuck in the middle of them all
he’s caught a whiff of the peak, but he’s scared of the fall
he’s got it made!
the rock star!
the talk of the town!
but that don’t mean sh+t in a town this small!

and he’s scared of nothing more than him;
the raucousness in his head and its then+proceeding din;
the hanged skeleton in his closet;
the two fingers at his chin

all screaming how it should have been

my friends are completely f+cked, but they’re such fun to have around
banana chairs out on the concrete, telling stories to the stars
how geminis love wooden dragons
oh, we’re down the streets

the weeks roll by

- chonny jash lyrics

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