Limbs
from Before I Got Fat EP by Outside Your House
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lyrics
Cold-sweat-sleeping my way across the South-West
feel like I could slip through the cracks in the pavement
nothing makes me tear-up like a brass band
or David Attenborough's broken sentences
It always stayed just out of my grasp
like trying to remember a smell
it always strayed just beyond my grip
like loose-limbed dancing and your finger tips
I'm riding 'round on flat tires
a guitar with two strings
winking at the priest
from the back of the christening
I live for snatches of your morning breath
and no one speaks ill of the recently dead
"write about loss" and steal lines from your friends
I've misplaced half the things that I've owned
like the Decepticon car stolen when I nine
that I innocently thought vanished in the grass
I've got hair growing in places where it wasn't before
wanna be recognised by more than my dental records
I could've been a star of marine science
but the lies on my entry form got spied on
co-incidental, like how his initials are a virulent disease
I somehow got your attention
without resorting to Plan B
and lying down in front of your mini
I was all limbs from five
driving deep beneath the bedding
you said you didn't mind
but your big eyes were pink and tired
working a sixty hour week
will never leave you at your peak
and for all the time I sit about
I'm always left with chest pains on Thursday and Friday nights
At the Great Museum of the North
they've got mammal skeleton's hung on a board
they all look more than a bit like you and me
a cat, a whale and a chimpanzee
and if/when I heed the call of the sea
donate my bones to osteology
there's a vacancy for my species
to scare, pin my arms in the air
You were all limbs from five
twisting yourself up in the bedding
I really didn't mind
my brain had been racing for a while
creating a fictional crisis
that evaporates when i get up to wizz
come back cold and wake you up just to hold you
It always stayed just out of my grasp
like trying to remember a smell
it always strayed just beyond my grip
like loose-limbed dancing and your finger tips
Two AM at the supermarket chiller
you just take my hand and lead me away
feel like I could slip through the cracks in the pavement
nothing makes me tear-up like a brass band
or David Attenborough's broken sentences
It always stayed just out of my grasp
like trying to remember a smell
it always strayed just beyond my grip
like loose-limbed dancing and your finger tips
I'm riding 'round on flat tires
a guitar with two strings
winking at the priest
from the back of the christening
I live for snatches of your morning breath
and no one speaks ill of the recently dead
"write about loss" and steal lines from your friends
I've misplaced half the things that I've owned
like the Decepticon car stolen when I nine
that I innocently thought vanished in the grass
I've got hair growing in places where it wasn't before
wanna be recognised by more than my dental records
I could've been a star of marine science
but the lies on my entry form got spied on
co-incidental, like how his initials are a virulent disease
I somehow got your attention
without resorting to Plan B
and lying down in front of your mini
I was all limbs from five
driving deep beneath the bedding
you said you didn't mind
but your big eyes were pink and tired
working a sixty hour week
will never leave you at your peak
and for all the time I sit about
I'm always left with chest pains on Thursday and Friday nights
At the Great Museum of the North
they've got mammal skeleton's hung on a board
they all look more than a bit like you and me
a cat, a whale and a chimpanzee
and if/when I heed the call of the sea
donate my bones to osteology
there's a vacancy for my species
to scare, pin my arms in the air
You were all limbs from five
twisting yourself up in the bedding
I really didn't mind
my brain had been racing for a while
creating a fictional crisis
that evaporates when i get up to wizz
come back cold and wake you up just to hold you
It always stayed just out of my grasp
like trying to remember a smell
it always strayed just beyond my grip
like loose-limbed dancing and your finger tips
Two AM at the supermarket chiller
you just take my hand and lead me away
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from Before I Got Fat EP,
released July 1, 2014
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Outside Your House UK
Outside Your House are a two man operation.
Faithful Johannes is part spoken word
poet, part folk singer, part laid-back rapper with an eye for detail.
Sweet-singing Jonathan Swift‘s musical scrapbook of vinyl samples, live instruments and cut-up beats delivers the pop backdrop.
The melancholy of brass bands, chest pains, beer-offs, weight gain & David Attenborough
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Jul 2014
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