DONT BE SEVENTEEN EP

BY JOHN PARKES

LYRICS FROM DONT BE SEVENTEEN

Dont be Seventeen 2. Fireships 3. History 2 4. My Hit Song
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Dont be Seventeen Dont be seventeen again my love cause we couldnt find our way back then And the currents still too strong Dont be leaving home again my love cause we couldnt sail that sea again With winter coming on I tried to make it right but I cant save this situation It makes no sense to fight against the time and tide and motion The higher is our kite, the easier to let it go The brighter is our light, the darker grow the shadows So dont be drawing plans on me my love Echoes twisting, smoke and air Just whispers in the wind So yes I could feel that way again But we let too many pieces drift away And theyre not coming back
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Fireships Fireships Burning down my sails Burning out my insides You sent me right down here To die From a rush of bad water A rush of bad feeling You sent me right down here But even here I want you, sailing overhead But even here I watch you, sailing on your way Fireships I'm breaking under pressure Drowning under water You sent me right down here
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History 2 Born at Christmas A river in Germany Cry for no-one Weep for history She was everything Though I dont think she knows Steam from cafs Cobbles and cigarettes The walls of history Screaming history She was everything Turn away as the point froze Bread and shy smiles Centrally heated Born at Christmas Kiss bitten fingers She was everything As the borders quietly close She was everything Though I dont think she knows
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My Hit Song My hit song, on the tip of my tongue Its been to the moon, words, a tune be here soon To entertain you But thats not what I do, an aberration its true Ambition and money and contracts and fools Ill give house room My hit song is for true believers My hit song, for fantasists and losers My hit verse, lifting the curse or skirts Sex, drugs and money in a colour ball burst - hey I can cope now So stick it up fashion, stick it up fate Sweeter than ever for turning up late Its a doozy My fey fairy way with melody wins business My old hurtful ways youll read in media studies Its going to be fun with the beautiful ones My cynical songs will be soothed with the balm That success brings But Im not ready yet, my demands are not met This song about a song for nows what you get Have to do now Its cynical birth is a seed in the earth Its worth every penny you paid And Id just like to thank you My hit song is for true believers My hit song, for fantasists and losers My hit song
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