1. |
Keep Your Chin Up Kid
04:39
|
|
||
|
You and me, we go back a long way
A better friend I could not have
Life has thrown a lot in our direction
Some things stuck while others bounced right back
You've been there to lend your sympathy
And tell me where I was going wrong
The mark of a friend worth having is one who knows
When to back you up or set you straight
And I won't let you down
No I won't let you down
So listen to me, lend me your ear
I'll be honest I don't know what we're doing here
We've been drinking until our pockets ran dry
And we've talked all night
I know that today you're feeling low
Life has been hard lately I know
But tomorrow will come after tonight
And you will be alright
You'll be alright
You'll be alright
Tonight we will drink to all good things
To that stupid football team, to Billy Bragg's strings
To good friends and love both present and past
From first to last
To Sir John McDermott, to Theakston XB
To Lazlo Woodbine and to skirts above the knee
To stay out so late you see the sun rise
And to knowing you've done things right
So listen to me, lend me your ear
I'll tell you just what we're doing here
We're drinking until our pockets run dry
And we'll talk all night
Wherever you are wherever you go
Life will get hard sometimes I know
But just keep your chinup kid and you'll realise
That you will be
Yeah you will be
You will be alright
|
||||
2. |
Battle Scars (acoustic)
04:13
|
|
||
|
All your words run through my head
I sit and recount all the things that you said
Contemplating right and wrong
Seperating broken promises from deeds done
All the while I smile and shake my head
You dare not beat a path, you follow them instead
Bring me heartbreak, bring me failure,
Bring me glorious defeat
Bring the unknown, bring me danger,
Keep your mediocrity
At least I know, I'll have stories and battle scars to show
If only you could hear
The things they say about you when you're not near
They see us all as sheep
Just another problem solved to keep their lives sweet
All the while they laugh and count their bread
You dare not beat a path, you follow them instead
Bring me heartbreak, bring me failure,
Bring me glorious defeat
Bring the unknown, bring me danger,
Keep your mediocrity
At least I know, I'll have stories and battle scars to show
Put you foot down and go
|
||||
If you like The Finest Hour, you may also like:
Strummerville A Go-Go #001
by Joe Strummer Fund
Strummer's foundation provides opportunities to aspiring musicians while working to prevent poverty.
go to album
if no one else cares, why should I care?
by Good Good Blood
Pairing lo-fi indie rock with silvery folk instrumentation, the self-described "bedroom pop wizard" casts a cozy, poignant spell.
go to album
The singer-songwriter's first solo album in three years is a radiant, intimate return to form.
go to album
The In-Between
by Dolly Valentine
Beautiful ballads wreathed with mist, “The In-Between” boasts gentle melodies and rich Americana arrangements.
go to album
A hushed and low-lit EP from this Melbourne musician, where dreamlike melodies drift across a bed of tender guitar.
go to album
Six Million Miles From Nowhere
by Spaceman
As Spaceman, Stephen Munson of UK cult band Living In Texas makes lo-fi pop that shuffles and stomps.
go to album
Ursa Major Moving Group
by Ursa Major Moving Group
Combining dreamy atmospheres, intricate melodies & captivating songwriting, “Ursa Major Moving Group" is a mesmerizing musical experience.
go to album
