The World Outside Your Skin Is Fully Automatic Unfeeling Stupidity That We Have To Fight

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Lyrics:
Let your hair down and put on your party dress,
Let’s live our favorite story with no second guess.
Told me it’s all easier when you do what you’re told,
Borrow my leg to stand on, let’s get out of control.

Give me my daily dose of your coquetry,
I’ve put some thought into poetry.
A summer’s eve shall I compare to thee?
Or is it not to be?

Oh, it smells like summer,
It smells like summer,
It feels like letting go.
Oh, it smells like summer,
Your smile’s like summer,
I think we ought to let 'em know...

We won’t be waiting for the weekend,
We’re waiting on the sun.
We don’t need anyone’s permission,
To have a little bit of fun.

Good stories always come from bad ideas,
And yesterday was boring so let’s end in tears.
Time waits for no man,
So we won’t wait for time.
This isn’t going to end well but it started out fine.

Here’s an idea: you'll sleep when you’re dead.
Come over here, sleep with me instead.
Let’s get it started, it is getting late.
This won’t end well, but the middle is great.

[Chorus]

Oh, it smells like summer,
It smells like summer,
It feels like letting go.
Oh, it smells like summer,
Your smile’s like summer,
I think we ought to let 'em know...

We won’t be waiting for the weekend,
We’re waiting on the sun.
We don’t need anyone’s permission,
To have a little bit of fun.

Written by:
Jake Bennett & Adam Rothschild
Recorded At: Heritage Sound.
Engineered By: Brendyn "Rusti" Rossouw.
Mixed By: Jean-Paul Fung [Last Dinosaurs]
Mastered By: Joe Laporta [The Killers; Imagine Dragons]

Smells Like Summer

Recorded at:
Rubber Tracks, Brooklyn, NYC.

Produced by:
Aaron Bastinelli

Artwork by:
Tom Vidal

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Lyrics:

Well I’ve seen people dancing, I’m sure I could join in,
I don’t know if I want to with no one to do it with.
I’ve seen you laugh at everything I say, I like it when I don't have to try.
Caricatures of you playing the fool always seem to fill the mind’s eye.

My heavy heart might weigh me down,
But it stops sinking when you’re around.

When you talk I’ll talk the talk you talk,
When you laugh I’ll laugh along.
When you walk I’ll walk the walk you walk,
When you dance I’ll dance along.

I’ve seen you sitting on the sidewalk, sipping on a smoothie, I like like it how you chew on the straw.
Watching you is like watching my favorite movie with no popcorn spilled on the floor.
I know you like to be taken by surprise and you know that my heart needs mending.
I’ve seen fairy-tales reflect in your eyes and your lips have a happy ending.

My heavy heart might weigh me down,
But it stops sinking when you’re around.

When you talk I’ll talk the talk you talk,
When you laugh I’ll laugh along.
When you walk I’ll walk the walk you walk,
When you dance I’ll dance along.

She takes me back to the drawing board,
And leaves me in disarray.
Then she hits like the calm before the storm,
And takes my breath away.

Please don’t get me wrong..
You make me want to do dance along.

It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright if you want to dance along.
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright if you want to dance along.
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright if you want to dance along.
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright if you want to dance along.

Written by:
Jake Bennett & Adam Rothschild
Mixed by: 
Jean-Paul Fung [Last Dinosaurs]
Mastered by: 
Joe LaPorta - Sterling Sound [The Killers, Imagine Dragons, Foo Fighters]



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Dance Along

Le parole di 'Nedda' dal gran scrittore siciliano Giovanni Verga. 

Italo-Disco

Don't know how to talk to
Just want to see through you
Can't stop thinking about you
She's the only one that brings me out inside of my head

Picking up on all the things 
That sit in the back of your mind
When you look into my eyes

Benn playing with my sleep
Keeping me up all night
Don't know about you
but I get tired of the weekend tribe

How do I explain this
Voices in my head tell me:
I can't trust anybody
You don't need to tell me
That I've gone crazy

(Chorus)

There's a girl who calls me up at night
She can sing and it makes me want to die
But she's half way across the world
I know you've seen her before
And I know just what she feels like

Oh, why won't you see me?
It's different in person
I just want to know you
I just want to know you

Se Amenece

Non Lo So

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Lyrics:
Leave it all in the city,
Taste my lips out in the rain.
And oh it's such a pity
That your face is as pretty as your name.
Now it hurts to leave I'm telling you
It's meant to be my dear. 
Cos feelings fade when time is short..

Follow me down into the wilderness,
We can fool around.
Tell me all the things that you like,
I'll turn your world around.
Heaven's cold, the water here is warmer.
So come and take a dip.
Running through my mind the whole time 
Is oh, one taste's a myth.
One taste's a myth.

Each shadow shimmers slow,
The sunrise is calling.
Oh honey, don't be boring.
We'll escape into the morning,
And leave our woes at home.

Follow me down into the wilderness,
We can fool around.
Tell me all the things that you like,
I'll turn your world around.
Heaven's cold, the water here is warmer.
So come and take a dip.
Running through my mind the whole time 
Is oh, one taste's a myth.
One taste's a myth.

Honey let's make a memory.
The water’s warm, let’s dip our feet.
Honey let’s take eternity,
You’ve got to taste to know how sweet.
Honey let's make a memory.
The water’s warm, let’s dip our feet.
Honey let’s take eternity,
The clouds will form eventually.

Follow me down into the wilderness.
We can fool around.
Tell me all the things that you like.
I'll turn your world upside down.
Heaven's cold, the water here is warmer.
So come and take a dip.
Running through my mind the whole time 
 
Is oh, one taste's a myth.
One taste's a myth.

Written by:
Jake Bennett & Adam Rothschild [Early Hours]
Mix & Additional Production:
JP Fung [Last Dinosaurs]
Mastered By:
Joe LaPorta [The Killers, Imagine Dragons]

Into The Wilderness

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Think You Need A Holiday

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Lyrics: 
Rumour has it cheating isn't a sin, 
Either way I heard you split up with him. 
Apparently I should get over her flaws, 
Well get over mine and I'll get over yours. 

Don't want to hear about your broken heart, 
Everybody says that good things never last. 
Ask you very nicely to keep me in the know, 
You want a bit of space, but I won't let it go. 

Forget about It, oh forget about It, forget about It. 
I can be your back to front. 
Forget about It, oh forget about It, forget about it. 
I can be your back to front. 

Is it too soon for me to make a pass? 
I don't want to hear if I'm moving too fast. 
I'll tell you a little secret about right and wrong. 
Nothing good ever lasts very long. 

Don't try to tell me that your heart is sore. 
Broken things can't break any more. 
You say there's nothing which you haven't done. 
Well I'll make you a deal... don't tell anyone. 

Forget about It, oh forget about It, forget about It. 
I can be your back to front. 
Forget about It, oh forget about It, forget about it. 
I can be your back to front.
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Music & Lyrics by: 
Jake Bennett & Adam Rothschild
Produced and Engineered by:
Brendyn "Rusti" Rossouw at Heritage Sound, Cape Town, South Africa 
Mixed & Mastered by:
Neal Snyman 

Likeness Of Your own Kind

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