I Can't Feel My Toes (The House Is Too Cold)

Fear of missing out

Sixteen Vandals

Unknown Album (03/07/2012 22:4

Blues No.1

Cats

Returning to the fold following a hearty absence after their 2015 LP, Birdskulls kick down the door with a pounding EP leaving little room for potato based sides; it's bangers only and business as usual for Jack Pulman and co. Shining with their most melodic and earnest tracks to date, Pulman wears his heart on his sleeve throughout. Touching on the first cut, he explains that "'Over It' is about the severe impact of relationships on your happiness in the best and worst ways. It's loving someone completely whilst finding yourself in trivial arguments about frozen peas."

To mark the occasion and as a throwback to their first ever release (shout out to you Rolling Tongue fans), we've got a super limited run of custom embroidered baseball caps. We're only selling these for ONE WEEK, so snap em up!

S/T was recorded with Theo Verney at Verney Recordings (https://www.facebook.com/verneyrecordings) and will be released in Autumn 2017. 'Over It' is the opening track.

The band are in the middle of a UK tour, catch them at the following dates:

12th July - Northampton, The Garibaldi
13th July - Exeter, Cavern
14th July - London, The Waiting Room
15th July - Brighton, East Street Tap
16th July-  Bristol,  Exchange
27th August - Bristol, Hardly A Party

Birdskulls - Over It

Bedroom

Borrow My Bones

I’m a masterpiece of pessimistic intrigue 
Looking on the bright side just isn’t really in me 
A glass half full still needs to get filled up 
I don’t rely on luck to put something in my cup 
what?
Y’all are high now 
rolling downtown 
I stay away from  those crowds 
unless I’m getting paid now 
My eyes don’t rest on anybody’s comments 
I’m cleaning up my verses like I’m typing them with Comet 
Mr Clean
look at me 
shining bright and writing sonnets 
Sober as a pilot getting comfy in the cockpit  
Here’s your in flight entertainment:
You’re really everything that I thought I ever wanted 
I’m gunna make it through this year if it kills me 
Or at least die trying to stay busy 
on the hunt for the perfect lines like i’m a grizzly 
a tight rhyme gets me purring like a little bitty kitty 
Im fired up on all cylinders 
Your new prime minister 
but better looking and less sinister 
I’ll be here as long as you’ll have me 
living on the outskirts of all linguistic boundaries 
It’s Andy 

I’m just trying to stay busy 
why don’t you try staying busy with me 
why don’t you stay busy with me

I don’t need to get fucked up to be pleased 
or give my wallet a squeeze, moneys growing like weeds, please 
Andy’s own disaster reliefe 
give life a new lease with a credit increase 
debt collectors on hold 
with the visa elite 
gotta get a new phone 
the dog wants a new bone 
the king wants a new throne 
emperor needs his clothes 
what a joke what a hoax 
tho 
leaning on the ropes catching up with the folks 
oh 
or are ya passed out on the futon 
drunk and with your shoes on 
threw up in his Yukon 
All your uber stars gone 

we’re like pawn shop gold 
still shiny but old 
cheap but not getting sold  
ah 
 I’m a self professed pessimist 
a worst case specialist 
blessed with that verbal eloquence 
And a hint of saintly meanace 
Yet
I've tried many times but I just can't quit 

I write rhymes all day like I'm doing time 
Locked up in my room picturing that blue sky, high 
Hi, 
I'm just trying to stay busy 
Why don't you try staying busy with me?

ANDY* - Pawn Shop Gold

Cats

Thom McClay

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