Ida Mae - Doing It For Badness - Live
Doing It For Badness - Live Session
I’m heart scared to feel like this
Did you think that I would step a little closer
In three days, we’ve gone too far
Now we’re swimming in secrets deep as a reservoir
My eyes like wild hares
Drunk on spring
Your tongue, the gospel I will sing
Like rags thrown to the wind
We’re kissed by the dust and spin
As the air gets thin
We’re doing it for badness
Fresh rain is in the trees
Last nights whispers are shivers in the breeze
I’d of left if you asked me to
But I was holding out my plate though my belly was full
My eyes like wild hares
Drunk on spring
Your tongue, the gospel I will sing
We’re both abandoning
The life we chose, who knows
The weight of our sin
We’re doing it for badness
Hearts can’t break in the summer
But Autumn comes like a lover
We get here and it's clear that there's no plan
God is clumsy and he takes his time
Like a heavyweight boxer, pouring out a bottle of wine
I don't care if no one’s dancing
And I don’t care if this is lasting
We are here, now
Doing it for badness
Chris Turpin - Vocals and Guitar
Stephanie Jean - Vocal
Nick Pini - Bass
Filmed by Simon Whitehead