Tuesday, 10 January 2012

Concrete Wasteland

As my first post of 2012, I thought it only fitting to post about my first bit of good news of the month. I entered a writing competition with a new set of lyrics, and won! So, here they are.

These lyrics are about falling in love in the underground, drinking, dancing, and trashy glamour. 

Concrete Wasteland

Too bitter babe, throw me the bottle?
Pour your mind, you're my Aristotle,
Trust me alright; I can take one drag,
Keep it to us, or my Dad'll get mad

You slap that bass; I'm born to dance,
Cheap white wine, fuels our romance,
So darling light up, and pass around,
We'll smoke our morals, to the ground

No job, exit zone, broken glass like tumbleweed,
Hot mob, leather coat, put it on and run this scene...

[Chorus]
Oh, it's no secret baby; I'm flat-out in love,
You taste just like SoCo, and I can't get enough,
Fuck the concrete wasteland, my hope bleeds in the stars,
So let's smash a shot together, and make love right on the bar!

Stacks of chips, let the roulette spin,
It's glamorous, but we don't win,
Hollow wallets, no bragging rights,
Smokes and booze, make it a night

I know it's tight, but fuck the change,
Buy records and, roar songs all day,
Gets too loud? We'll pay the fines,
In the holiday's unemployment line

No job, exit zone, broken glass like tumbleweed,
Hot mob, leather coat, put it on and run this scene...

[Chorus]
Oh, it's no secret baby; I'm flat-out in love,
You taste just like SoCo, and I can't get enough,
Fuck the concrete wasteland, my hope bleeds in the stars,
So let's smash a shot together, and make love right on the bar!

On the floor in underwear, drunken punk, perfect hair,
Kiss my neck like no-one cares, in the moment, anywhere,
Winter tries to tie us down, crystal tiles, lace the town,
Whisper hardly make a sound, courtly king, in a dirty crown

No job, exit zone, broken glass like tumbleweed,
Hot mob, leather coat, put it on and run this scene...

[Chorus]
Oh, it's no secret baby; I'm flat-out in love,
You taste just like SoCo, and I can't get enough,
Fuck the concrete wasteland, my hope bleeds in the stars,
So let's smash a shot together, and make love right on the bar!

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