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Last night, she said
"Oh, baby, I feel so down
Oh, it turns me off
When I feel left out"
So I, I turned 'round
Oh, baby, don't care no more
I know this for sure
I'm walking out that door
Well, I've been in town for just about fifteen-oh minutes now
And baby, I feel so down
And I don't know why
I keep walking for miles
And say, people, they don't understand
Your girlfriends, they can't understand
Your grandsons, they won't understand
On top of this, I ain't ever gonna understand
Last night, she said
"Oh, baby, don't feel so down
Oh, it turns me off
When I feel left out"
So I, I turned round
Oh, baby, gonna be alright
It was a great big lie
'Cause I left that night, yeah
Oh, people, they don't understand
No, girlfriends, they don't understand
In spaceships, they won't understand
And me, I ain't ever gonna understand
Last night, she said
"Oh, baby, I feel so down
See, it turns me off
When I feel left out"
So I, I turned 'round
Oh, little girl, I don't care no more
I know this for sure
I'm walking out that door
Yeah
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Harness Your Hopes
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Harness your hopes
On just one person
Because you know a harness
Was only made for one
Don't telegraph your passes
You'll end up with molasses
Cauterized in syrup
And syrup and molasses
And I'm checking out the asses
The assets that attract us
To anything that moves
We're deep inside the grooves
And it's time to shake the rations
'Cause someone's gonna cash in
The plot it turns again
The reference starts at ten
Well, show me
A word that rhymes with Pavement
And I won't kill your parents
And roast them on a spit
And a-don't you try to etch it
Or permanently sketch it
Or you're gonna catch a bad bad cold
And the freaks have stormed the White House
I moved into a lighthouse
It's on a scenic quay
It's oh so far away
Far away from the beginning
The shroud is made of linen
The yearling took your purse
The goth kid has a hearse
Heart-breaking
Earth-quaking
Kiwis they are home baking
Minds wide open truly
Leisure
A leisure suit is nothing
It's nothing to be proud of
In this late century
And I'm asking you to hold me
Just like the morning paper
Pinched between your pointer
Your index and your thumb
It's a semi-automatic
Believers are ecstatic
You see the way they cling
The cold metallic sting
And I'm living in a coma
For Donna de Varona
The harness made of hopes
The lovers on the ropes
Nun is to church
As the parrot is to perch
And my heart's
Wide open truly
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Harness Flux Los Angeles, California
Harness Flux is John Masters, who was born of the DC indie pop/rock scene in the 90’s when labels like Teenbeat and Simple Machines put to wax some of the town’s finest groups. From those influences John fronted the band Metropolitan, 00’s garage rock with Pavement tendencies and SY propensities. Flux is a cultivation of many years worth of indie rock influences still ringing through John’s ears. ... more
Harness Flux recommends:
Down For You Is Up
by Metropolitan
John M was the frontman of Metropolitan
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