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E.L.C.
03:01
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I put my bootcut jeans on to go
Meet all my friends after the show
The night’s got such a lovely glow
But I don’t know where you plan to go
Cause you’re dressed all in white
And you don’t even have an invite
So I guess we’ll just go to the show
Wearing our lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Such exceptionally lovely corduroy
Meet my friends out in the town
But I don’t know why I feel so upside down
Been a bit nervous too this week
But I still try to sleep
So I go, I go put my bootcut jeans on for the show
And I wear some lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Such exceptionally lovely corduroy
Are you mine?
Cause this happens all the time
I always thought you were a friend of mine
But in that denim you do look so fine
(2x)
Lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Lovely corduroy
Such exceptionally lovely corduroy
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2. |
The Phone Song
04:22
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Four hours, four hours go by
And I feel a bit stressed
But I don’t know why…
I Guess sometime during the landline decay
I must have gone a little bit insane
Everything was good until I told you
I loved you in the ASDA queue
I let the phone ring three times
I let the voice mail go by
I mute your voice on the line
But how could I watch you go by
So I pick up and say hey…
Tell me about your day
Tell me about your day
We go back and forth
And press the lines again
I never really caught you for a Blackberry fan
I guess now even you can see
A mild sense of reality
Is all I need
Everything was good until I told you
I loved you in the ASDA queue
I let the phone ring three times
I let the voice mail go by
I mute your voice on the line
But how could I watch you go by
So I pick up and say hey…
Tell me about your day
Tell me about your day
INSTRUMENTAL
I let the phone ring three times
I let the voice mail go by
I mute your voice on the line
But how could I watch you go by
So I pick up and say hey…
Tell me about your day
Tell me about your day
Na na na na
(Pick up the phone)
(Nobody’s home)
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3. |
online chess
02:37
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4. |
done are the days
03:02
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Think of all the words that I wasted
All the little white lies I told
The words I’ve tried to keep in so I wouldn’t hurt your feelings
But I guess it’s all a bit too much
My head is going nowhere sensical so it’s enough
Done are the days
And done are the prays
I might be forever sad
But at least I’ll be living in a haze
Think of all the shows we put on
I don’t even know where we begun
I told you once and even twice
But again, I just thought they were little white lies
Now we’re here and truth be told I’m slowly losing my hold
Done are the days
Bye to all the prays
I might be forever sad
But at least I'll be living in a haze
I’m so lost
I’ll admit
Just put me in the post
Come find me back again,
I’d like to feel sane again
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5. |
august
03:39
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remember everything
The fade your gaze had when I’d sing
Our story lied
Under those glimmering lights
My mind would be your home tonight
On the river
Above the heat of the boat
Looked to the right
And saw you in twilight
My thoughts ran away
Until I wasn’t alone
And the sun followed some all the way home
August, oh August
Where did you go?
July, July
The sun was so low
But don't you worry though
I remember everything
I remember everyone
The sky that near broke when you'd gone
I guess that this is all that's left
The clouds stayed clear in my head
Below the bridge, in the magic hour
I thought of your hair in the shower
Daydreamed away until the sun had gone
And my mind was free of everyone
August, oh August
Where did you go?
July, July
The sun was so low
But don't you worry though
I remember everything
Is this it then, is this all that's left?
Is this it then, just your clothes on my bed?
Is this it then, is this all that's left?
When will March ever end?
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6. |
19
03:58
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All these people here
Are not into the same thing
They’re just in the same place
All these people don’t relate
To each other
Some just like to think they’re made for one another
Oh how romantic is the kind of love made from convenience
Only to be broken by mere inconvenience
Everything is difficult when you’re 19 years old
You’re young and you don’t know why you do things
We’re young and we don’t know why we say something
I’m young and I don’t know why you feel nothing
All these people here
Are not into the same thing
They’re just in the same place
Trying to relate
From one person to another
We all think we love each other
Oh how romantic is the kind of love made from convenience
Only to be broken by mere inconvenience
Everything is difficult when you’re 19 years old
You’re young, you don’t know why you do things
We’re young and we don’t know why we say something
I’m young and I don’t know why you feel nothing
(2x)
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Nikki & The Waves Manchester, UK
Some sort of daydream-pop from the Northwest.
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