A music venture from Brighton (UK)
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Demos & EPs (2008-2018)
MB v0.4 by © Sound Spinning
MB V0.4 Jul-2024 © Sound Spinning
TODO
© MIGHT
In our lives, we've only got two choices.
Being kind or looking out for ourselves,
No matter; then I'm gone.
What's with all the fear?
And no-one offers kindness.
If you ask it's freely given,
Why can't the giving come first?
Karma's bunk. We all receive bad fortune.
The good deserve the good times and the bad deserve the bad,
The good deserve the good and the bad deserve that bad...
*** Come with me.
We'll live our own sweet remedy.
Or what the future'll find will be us left (behind) with our dreams
There's only one of two choices.
Only got two choices.
None more blessed,
yet no-one has the answers,
You're as likely cursed as favoured,
by fate, by god or else!
(Loud) All our lives we only have two choices,
Being kind or looking out for ourselves
No matter, Then, I'm gone.
Then, I'm gone... Then, I'm gone... Then, I'm gone... Then, I'm gone.
*** Come with me.
We'll live our own sweet remedy.
Or what the future'll find will be us left (behind) with our dreams
There's only one of two choices.
Only got two choices.
… (Outro)
Sitting by the sea-side, long journey, I'm miles away,
Sunshine on the edge of my eye-lids and the ocean was kind and obliged.
Everything's fine, everything's fine, everything's fine ...
I'm sorry, so sorry. The movie's ended this way.
© MIGHT
Belting down the alley of fate.
Wing mirrors flicking off the fence posts; a blur...
Burning desire as fuel of choice,
Belting down the alley of fate.
*** (Instrumental)
Shhhhhhhhhh
Shhhhhhhhhh
Is this how you go about being alone?
I know you've done it again and again and again and again and again.
You left your car keys in the middle of the road,
and put your faith in good will.
There's not much around, its not worth the frown
that you get in return for your sweet smile.
*** ( x 2 )
Random roads and random living,
You still living, are you still living.
Get the car keys
You've got to run away, you've got to find a way.
… and shamble round the corner,
around the roundabouts and on your way.
And on your way.
When you find the rose,
will you find the key.
When you find, when you find the road,
Will you find, will you find you'll be free?
Random roads.
© MIGHT
Instrumental
© MIGHT
TODO
© MIGHT
Vs1
You went off in my hand like I pulled out your pin. Ah ha ha.
Vacuum in my stomach when I realise trouble
Fight this one out or eject like a pilot
Either way, whaterver I say,
Enough ain’t gonna satisfy it’s more that you’re after.
Ch
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone; Tool…
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Yeh Yeah,
Vs2
Like a rubber band will only stretch so far. Ah ha ha.
You better watch your fingers or I might just snap back
Fight this one out or eject like a pilot
Either way, there’ll be hell to pay.
I might as well enjoy myself and fire off some fireworks
Give it over, Give it over, Give it over
Ch
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Yeh Yeah
Mid8
I can’t work like a dog (x4)
Ch
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Tool
Blood from a stone, Blood from a stone, Yeh Yeah
© MIGHT
Stay put,
You are up to no good.
Stay still,
You’ve got to believe.
Running away, doesn’t give you a new day;
Face the devil, you want to level…
Running away, doesn’t give you a new day;
Face the devil, you want to level…
…things up,
you can’t live like that.
Raise the bar,
Having a chat
*** About the things that you do.
About the things that you see.
They can make you believe,
they can make you believe
You are right,
Left of right-right.
Keep the goggles,
It’s good for the colours.
Running away, doesn’t give you a new day;
Face the devil, you want to level…
Running away, doesn’t give you a new day;
Face the devil, you want to level…
*** About the things that you do.
About the things that you see.
They can make you believe,
They can make you believe.
© MIGHT
Vs1
You know that feeling at the start of the weekend
when it’s all stretching out before you, suddenly
One long blink it’s Sunday Night.
Since school, twenty years of my life I’ve accrued
And I still feel like my homework’s due.
And I can’t believe it’s time.
Well we’ll start early and won’t be late
And I’ll be drinking while you hesitate
Not to loose but sleep
And brain cells
Fully aware of the weekend’s end
And if we celebrate like we’re Monday’s friend
Then we might just get away with it
Chorus
Ain’t going out without a fight
Cos’ there is still more fun to have on Sunday Night
(I so think so)
Ain’t going out without a fight
Cos theirs still more fun to have on Sunday Night
Vs2
I know, I know. What was I thinking
That I could ever outrun Sunday Night.
But for maybe just a couple of hours
Before Monday fully flowers.
I can still believe we get our money’s worth out of life
Chorus
Outro
I so think so. Oooh Sunday Night
I so think so. Oooh Sunday Night
I so think so. Oooh Sunday Night
I so think so. Oooh Sunday Night
© MIGHT
You can take your freedom,
and shove it up your back.
You can take your castles,
and build a bigger one.
You can bring the noise,
and fill a room or two.
You can bring down a town,
I don't care …
I don't know what now (x4)
I don't see how it happens.
I see that bird again
I don't see how it happens.
I repeat, every single day.
I was brought some flowers,
I regret not to smell again.
When I count the hours,
none are mine and feel so ever safe.
Feels so ever safe (x4)
Chorus
What a beautiful day, turn it (a)round and make it feel right.
Turn it around and make it feel... (x2)
(Intro)
I regret the hours,
I spent feeling all the rage.
I can feel the glory,
but that's for only some.
When you lose all the hours,
I don't care, I don't know what now.
When you lose the hours,
I don't care, I don't know what now.
I don't know what now. (x4)
Chorus
What a beautiful day, turn it around and make it feel right.
Turn it around and make it feel… (x many)
(ad libitum …)
© MIGHT
In my darkest hour.
In the deepest hole.
You took your time, and let me down, then gave me hell.
You want confessions?
You repent your sins?
Somehow I don't have time, for your cast-iron lies,
and your sincere tears.
Wait until it falls then let me in.
Wait until I fall then let me in.
Let me in. (x3)
Verse (repeat as above)
Waiting for calls,
confessions are made,
Call now 999. (x 2)
Chorus
You gonna have to let it go (x4)
Waiting for calls,
confessions are made,
Call now 999. (x 2)
Chorus
You gonna have to let it go (x4)
Outro
Let it be and let it go (x4)
© MIGHT
Verse
I don't wanna touch them …
I don't wanna feel like they do …
I don't want to please them anymore.
Anymoooooore …
I don't want to be with them.
I don't feel like going all along.
I don't feel like coping so well.
So weeeeeeeell…
Chorus
I would like, something dry and cold.
I would stretch, every single nerve.
I would dance, It's ok…
(x 2)
Repeat all
Cha cha raaa cha cha raaa
© MIGHT
You can do, you can do, you can do,
you can do what you want.
And as long, and as long, and as long,
and as long as you know.
I can do, I can do, I can do,
I can do what I want.
Take it in, take it out, as you know,
you can never be found.
What you gonna do, what you gonna do about it.
What you gonna do, nothing’s gonna change.
Nothing’s gonna change.
Now you know what I'm like,
And you know that I never back down.
And that I may not stand for your dicking around.
And you gave all your Love,
and you took all the time in the world.
Wrapped it all up in a bow,
and gave it to somebody else.
What you gonna do, what you gonna do about it.
What you gonna do, nothing’s gonna change.
Nothing’s gonna change.
Idle threats in extra time,
Wasted breath,
I’m tired of trying, You know ...
Yes, yes you know.
Saving bridges, built and burned.
Pasting over cracks – It'll never work.
Yes, yes, you know, you know.
Yes, yes, you know.
You can do, you can do, you can do,
you can do what you want.
And as long, and as long, and as long,
and as long as you know.
I can do, I can do, I can do,
I can do what I want.
I won't be here when you come home.
What you gonna do, what you gonna do about it.
What you gonna do, nothing’s gonna change.
Nothing’s gonna change.
© MIGHT