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First day of work and I’m with my friends
We’re already at the studio smashing some cans
It’s Monday night and I’m feeling good
We’re Baron X & the Von Bastards
Room’s heating up with smoke and wine
It doesn’t make a difference if you make it on time
We’re gonna play loud like you know we should
We’re Baron X & the Von Bastards
We didn’t come here to keep the peace
We came here to say Nique la Police
We came to dance, sing, make you feel good
We’re Baron X & the Von Bastards
Francis plays guitar like he’s Eddie Van
Thomas beats the drums like they were your dad
Clement plays the bass, and I thought you’d heard
I’m Baron X and I’m a Von Bastard
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Dinosaur Jesus was a friend of mine
Threw the sickest parties all the time
Turning water into Buckfast Tonic Wine
Dinosaur Jesus was a friend of mine
Jesus was a raptor
He hung out with hookers
Pontius Stegosaurus got sick of his grooves
Sick of the king of the Dinosaur Jews
Sick of all the free dinosaur booze
Dinosaur Jesus had to lose
He said ‘Dinosaur Jesus you’re a pretty cool guy
That’s why I gotta have you crucified’
So he nailed him to a cross and he fuckin’ died
But he rose from the dead just in time for Gay Pride
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You Want Me
02:04
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You want me to fit into a space I can’t be
And you can’t see the corner you’re backing into me
And you want me to change my identity
And you don’t seem happy with who I can be
If I’m losing my way
I’ll be the last one to know
If I’m going astray
I’ll drown going with the flow
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Broken Bones
02:40
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Want it to be this way.
Wishing that I could stay.
I stand by your mirror in the dreams I’m in
Your heartbeat in my hands as I press them to your skin
And I know you’ve got a body just like mine
I’m trying to remember the colour of your eyes
You’re abstract, like a crack in your reflection
I want to understand you
But I can’t see the beginning
We planted gardens inside the silence
And watched them grow in between us.
I don’t know about your broken bones
Or you favourite colour
Or your broken home
I told you more than I told myself
Because someone took my cards and nailed them to my chest
And I know these moments will fall like sands
No matter how tightly I hold them in my hands
I come to your mirror and I recognise
The people that we were when we spent that time
Before we planted gardens inside the silence
And watched them grow in between us
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Syntax
01:48
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My head’s so full of this syntax
Like glue, sticks and building blocks
Ja, ich möchte
Non, je ne veux pas
Níl mé sásta (ach)
Níl sé tábhachtach
Cáillte in áit éigin idir an spéir agus an fharraige
Gib mir Freiheit
Gib mir Frieden
Give me somewhere to sleep
And a language to dream in
And my head’s still full of that syntax
Concrete, water, broken rocks
Ja, ich möchte
Non, je ne veux pas
Níl mé sásta (ach)
Níl sé tábhachtach
Ag lorg rud éigin idir mo fola agus na sléibhte
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What's Left ?
02:18
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What’s Left
Sifting through the ruins for what I can see
A burned-out church where we used to be
A song someone started left incomplete
A lock rusted shut without a key
What’s left?
Not much – just another stumbler looking for a crutch
What’s left
Not much – just a bed of cinders going cold to the touch
No glass in the windows, just dead city air
Settles on confessionals that used to be there
Holy Trinity – Saint-Trinité
I somehow hoped it would be you and me
- Your name will spend the rest of my life on the tip of my tongue
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