The Wombats - Acoustic Medley Cover Thing
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A random acoustic medley/mashup/thing I arranged using a bunch of Wombats songs from both epic albums.
Lyrical goodness:
(Kill The Director)
I've met someone that makes me feel seasick Oh what a skill to have Oh what a skill to have
So many skills that make her distinctive But they're not mine to have No they're not mine
Whenever she looks i read the nearest paper No i don't care about the soaps No i don't care about the soaps
Though i'm acting like i'm in an Eastenders episode
If this is a rom-com Kill the director
If this is a rom-com Kill the director please
(Moving To New York)
I've just had the craziest week, like a partybag of lies booze and then deceipt.
And i dont know why i want to voice this out loud its theraputic somehow
(Lost in the post)
She was signed sealed and lost in the post Gone are all the letters we write to santa go
Please go to santa go to santa go go go x4
(Moving To New York (again))
So I'm moving to New York cos I've got problems with my sleep, And we're not the same and I will wear that on my sleeve.
So I'm moving to New York cos I've got issues with my sleep, Looks like Christmas came early, Christmas came early for me.
(Techno Fan!!)
East London's not a bomb site, It is a treasure chest
We use our penguin costumes, More than our evening dress
She said I should come over, Though the music's not my type
Don't you know I'd chop a limb off, Just to have a good time
Shut up and move with me, move with me, or, or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
Shut up and stay with me, stay with me, or, or let go of my hand
The lasers fill our minds with empty plans, I never knew I was a techno fan
(1996)
We kissed with one eye on our TV set, And the more I give, the less I get
Using fairground rides just to spark her smile, This little hit to miss,
Bring back 1996 Bring back 1996,
I want to beat those teenage kicks,
Bring back 1996.
(Backfire At The Disco)
It`s 8`o clock and im feeling fine im out on a date tonight in a candle lit resturant down by the river side
Everything's going alright I guess
She took down my number and home address
Everything was going perfectly until...
It backfired at the disco, she slapped me at the disco, I did something I'll never forget
(Let's Dance To Joy Division)
Let's dance to Joy Division,
And celebrate the irony,
Everything is going wrong,
But we're so happy
Let's dance to Joy Division,
And raise our glass to the ceiling,
Cause this could all go so wrong,
But we're so happy, yeah we're so happy,