Going Back To England (very Rough)

Don't Fight The Stereo (HR Mix)

Tin Roof (CP Mix)

This song is a pop tune. Uh oh.

I’ll give you my love forever, if you break my burning hand
And you throw it on the fire, so that I can’t play again
Not for all the tea in China will I carry on this way
Hugging you one night asunder and then bleeding in the day
And I’ll give you my heart forever if you shut the door in my face
And you never twitch the curtains so that’s all my hope’s erased

I sing uh oh, I can’t forget about it, no
I sing uh oh, I can’t forget about it, no

My mobile phone has gone dead, the sky it has bled, red above stations
And me I’m wondering when she is an 8 out for 10 her looks leave her vacant
She seems alone, bringing me down, and I am impatient
I’m feeling just a little bit low but would she go below and just leave me in limbo, in limbo

I’ll give you my love forever if you bleed my account dry
So I’m slaving till I’m 80 and I’m only scraping by
Not for all the tea in China will I carry on this way
Hugging you one night asunder and then bleeding in the day

 © Nick Ford-Young 2012

Tea In China (Uh Oh)

Sung by the beautiful Natalie Wilkinson and recorded by amazing engineer/producer Cesar Gimeno Lavin.

You’re going to leave me and believe me it’s all going to be my fault
You’re going to leave me and believe me there’s more that I can do
It’s all about you

But see the drugs keep coming and the kids don’t know
That everybody bleeds till they all plateau
There’s violence in the quietness in the garden on the farm
The trees don’t lie, they sway all around the world

When I wake up I hope we’re fine I hope we’re gleaming till the day we die
When I grow up I hope I see there’s been loving in the shove of those seas
When I stand up I hope I say what I’ve been screaming all the whole damn way
When my time’s up and when I’m through I hope I’ve given everything to you
It’s all ‘bout you

You don’t even help me anymore, not at all
You don’t even tell me, not at all

 © Nick Ford-Young 2012

When I Wake Up

Acoustic recording of Last Orders, the last time this was recorded it was on the Stereo Son EP with a heavier hitting vibe, here is a more chilled and ethereal version.

I know you couldn’t sleep
I know I had to drink because I couldn’t eat
And apart from that there blurs another day
Which ever way you look, it’s a bitter pill or an empty book
As your hat rests on an eyeline that fades away

I know time, time has burnt a hole into you
It’s why you cry as it screams at you to choose
It’s such a shame that only time can really save the day

It’s time at the bar
Or time to have those kids and light that cigar
And I’ll pack up that laid table for two
Me, I’m planning trips away
I plan to smash my phone like some old cliché
And tragically tear myself from you

The both of us treading water, just get that bus back for last orders
And I’ll be here holding out my hand

I’m due bad love karma cos I’m not the best at being the most decisive
I hurt the rest, so when I love now, she’s going to leave now
So when I love now, she’s going to leave now

The both of us treading water, just get that bus back for last orders
And I’ll be here holding out my hand

 © Nick-Ford-Young 2010

Last Orders

London No More:

And I'm thinking I might jump
But I'm packed in a tin like the sardine man on the train
And she's like, 'hold my hand, paint the walls,'
And my mind will drift till my aching jaw will bite at me again
And shoot the roots with nerves of stabbing hell
And I'm not in control and she tries to wait
But we're eye to eye as she finally breaks, she says

'I'm not some fleeting cigarette you pick up and flick down,'
So i move her away from my lips, her hair tobacco brown
And I swear to god she was burning until the wine, it washed her out
And I've never seen a face so sweet or so consumed with doubt so I sing

No, I don't want to live in London no more,
I don't want to watch it burn down to the floor,
I don't want to get so stuck down now, so stuck down now

And i'm far too young to jump
But it's far too far to crawl for evermore
And i'm like 'come in close' and then 'roll away,'
And we rightly fight and I try to stay, she says...

And we may burn or we may fall
I'll send a message form the shore
Or we may fight and we may run
Find the money and kiss the sun...


London No More

She rode her bike to my house like she was flying through the streets 
Cos when the dawn breaks in the summertime she likes a heavy beat 
But out there in the darkness there were ghosts who knew her name 
And there were men asleep in parks on benches who considered her insane 
She sat outside my front door with her head held in her hands 
And with earphones in when drugs kicked in she danced across the land 
She was the piper of the town rats and the trophy of the boys 
Cos 20 minutes later their heads too were filled with noise

She said ‘Oh please don’t let me down 
Cos I’m one more move away and bound to fall’

I found myself in limbo somewhere south of old Bombay 
With a heavy heart having played a part in all I’d thrown away 
And in these pensive moments she always danced in to my head 
With a pretty smile and chamomile I brewed while I’m in bed 
Well I never caught her eyeline and I never knew her name 
But a midnight ghost once told me it was Amphetamine Jane

She said ‘one more song then let’s ignite, 
One more little song’.

Amphetamine Jane

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