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Sisters
01:56
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I thought you were your sister in the back of The Echo
I guess I kind of missed her slipping out with the So Sos
And now I'm so confused
'Cause she looks just like you
And you wear red shoes too
She's not you
I thought you were your sister at the Holiday BBQ
When you said "Hi" I whisepered... "Hello, how do you do?"
And now I'm so confused
'Cause she looks just like you
And you wear red shoes too
She's not you
One time I kissed your sister but I was thinking about you
And when you chaperoned us and I wanted to kiss you
And now I'm so confused
'Cause I just wanna kiss you
And you wear red shoes too
She's not you
She's not you
She's not you
She's not you
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2. |
Titus
02:38
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There's another world that comes from it
Everybody starts to look around and comment themselves
For a minute or two I thought that they could see
That everybody, everybody, everybody looked at me
They all hear it go...
There's a certain form that we wanna fit
So all the animals will run around and crawl in their shells
For a minute or two I thought that they could see
That everybody, everybody, everybody looked at me
They all hear it go
OH, we know
All my fears and second thoughts have flown
OH, we all know
Gotta be going home
We gotta go, we gotta go
I yelled to my friend "We gotta go"
The cops are coming and they're not coming slow
If you feel like running you won't be running alone
We're all criminal
OH, we know
All my fears and second thoughts have flown
OH, we all know
It's falling down on me, well everybody
You gotta fill it up you gotta gotta fill it up
You gotta fill it up you gotta gotta fill it up
You gotta fill it up you gotta gotta fill it up
Well right about midnight I found out anyway
Right about midnight I found out anyway
I said right about midnight I found out anyway
Right about midnight found out anyway, yea.
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3. |
Death By Flames
02:10
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If you go to the dance, on the off hand chance
Could you spike the punch?
I'm planning on having a cup
All we need is time
We can lose our minds
Well I could bring some cash, but I've only got coins
If I bring the tunes, you bring the boys
All we need is time
We can lose our minds
It looks like death by flames
Oh yea by the way, I think we're out of soap
And so I warn you now, so we can plan how to cope
It looks like death by flames
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4. |
Back in School
03:11
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I'm back in school. It's like I never went home
I'm back in school. At least I'm not here alone
Can I sit with you? I wanna study you close
I'm back in school. As if I had any choice
If I don't do what I am told
It feels like my head might explode
I'm back in school, but now we never use chalk
I'm back in school and now I never want to talk
Can I eat with you? I like the sound of your voice
I'm back in school. As if I had any choice
If I don't do what I am told
It feels like my head might explode
I'm back in school, back in school yea
I'm back in school. It's like I really miss home
I'm back in school, at least I'm not here alone
Can I walk with you? You know I dig all your clothes.
I'm back in school. As if I had any choice
If I don't do what I am told
It feels like my head might explode
I'm back in school, back in school yea
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5. |
A La Mode
03:26
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She awoke, and saw the light before she spoke
I walk slow, so she'll keep up and feel adored
We took the steps to Sacre Coeur
Through rows of painters, cafes too. "Bonjour"!
The sun was up til after ten
We took the bus out to the Seine.
"Encore"!
Please let me know if it's raining or if it's snow
C'est qui est a la mode? Is it silver or is it gold?
We explored until we couldn't take it anymore
Je t'adore. Play that song that we had heard before
We took the steps to Sacre Coeur
Through rows of painters, cafes too. "Bonjour"!
Please let me know if it's raining or if it's snow
C'est qui est a la mode? Is it silver or is it gold?
We took roads where time had turned the edges into stones
At the wall we raised the flag and claimed it as our own
We raised the flag, claimed it as our own.
Please let me know if it's raining or if it's snow
C'est qui est a la mode? Is it silver or is it gold?
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Ugly Sweaters Los Angeles, California
Raised in Zimbabwe, schooled in Australia and based in Los Angeles, Ugly Sweaters is the musical melding of best friends Mandla and Claire Daley, Alex Pfender and Ian Meltzer.
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