BARB Lyrics

Can someone copy with the album copy the lyrics here?

I figure it's easier to copy them onto a post than try and figure out the words for each song.

they're in the album booklet and i assume on the itunes album booklet thing as well.

oneofthethree wrote:

they're in the album booklet and i assume on the itunes album booklet thing as well.

Indeed...But I have neither a physical copy of the album or access to the itunes booklet thing until Tuesday when the download is released to us poor saps in the U.S., so it'd be awesome if someone could post the lyrics here.

yeah sure they are on the i tunes booklet thingy lol heres the birds

The birds are the keepers of our secret as they saw us where we lay
in the deepest grass of springtime in a reckless guilty haze
and they wove a sweet indifference and it settled on our skin
til the eyes that I remembered for the last time drew me in

the birds
though I wore your glacial patience to a smudge of bitter dust
on the last day you embraced me with a glistening sapling trust
did they sing a million blessings as they watched us slowly part
do they keep those final kisses in their tiny racing hearts

what are we gonna do with you
same tale every time
what are we gonna do with you
come on inside
looking back is for the birds

Lippy Kids

Lippy kids on the corner again
Lippy kids on the corner begin
settling like crows
though I never perfected the
simian stroll
the cigarette senate
was everything then

do they know those days are golden
build a rocket boys

One long June I came down from
the trees and kerbstone cool
you were a freshly painted angel
walking on walls stealing booze
and hour long hungry kisses
and nobody knew me
at home anymore

build a rocket boys

With Love

best intentions
bring joyless drought
pack your hacksaw
come bust me out
when your dentures prevent your smile
these adventures will
fill your eyes with love

you've been going through see-through
could do with a little sun
i'd give my liver to see you
abide and ride shotgun
a baccian scandal awaits me
just can't do it alone
your sweetheart probably hates me
but i'll send you home
your dome filled up with love

love will find you out
be sure love will find you out
as anybody with a kind word
would know
it's gonna find you

fill your boots
fill your spine
fill your dome
fill your eyes
with love

Neat Little Rows

My high priest is folded neatly back in your box
oh lord gone the song he sang so sweetly back in your box
oh lord found myself astride a tiger lifted my head just like he said
drown me now in down of eider get me to bed oh lord
lay my bones in the cobble-stones lay my bones in neat little rows

Angels and idols spiralling wild wind in your necks oh lord
landed gentry line up behind me wind in your necks oh lord
smokey progress back room sages let me back in put back the pin
now i've found those torn out pages can't read the text oh lord

Lay my bones in the cobble-stones lay my bones in neat little rows
In the house where they grew you there were secrets and mistakes that
the eyes that see through you would give anything to erase but picture
them counting yout fingers waiting for the focus of your eyes no no
don't point fingers fingers are for pointing at the sky

Jesus is a rochdale girl

I have a drop of leaf window with cats and broken yards
sunflowers and paint cans and stolen shopping carts and nothing
to be proud of and nothing to regret all of that to make as yet
I have a single heartbreak I celebrate and mourn a single shining sister
and all the tricks of dawn a single yellow duvet a single switch to flick
but a thousand boxes yet to tick and jesus is a rochdale girl and forty five cds
got a house that you can smoke in so all my friends found me and they found me
full of myself and bloody minded will and as yet a box to fill

The night will always win

I throw this to the wind
but what if I was right
well did you trust your noble dreams
and gentle expectations
to the mercy of the night
the night will always win
the night has darkness on its side
I throw this to the wind

I miss your stupid face
I miss your bad advice
I try to clothe your bones
with scratchy super eights
exaggerated stories and old tunes
but never by the moon
and not the state i'm in
the night will always win

High Ideals

There's a laddered tear in my high ideals
like I took a chair on the battle field
and any noble fire that was burning in my chest
is acid in my belly at the very best

there's a bayonet in my family things
it was made in the usa to defend the king
and though the sinew that thrust
and all the bones it splintered are dust
it's passed from hand to hand
with the wedding rings

oh settle down little heart of mine
oh settle down you're doing double time
you're so far away and she's right here
by your side
oh settle down little heart of mine

The River

I walked with the river in kind of a dream
hand in hand all the knowing river and me
to the clamour of rushes and deeply bowing
trees and drunk making blossom that blushed to be seen
I told him my sorrows and broken down dreams
confessed every lie replayed every scene
he openly wept as he listened to me
and then with the sun in west he showed me the sea

Open Arms

You're a law unto yourself
and we don't suffer dreamers
but neither should you walk
the earth alone
so with finger rolls
and folding chairs and
a volley of streamers
we can be there for tweaks and repairs
should you come back home

We got open arms for broken hearts
like yours my boy come home again

tables are for pounding here and when we've got you surrounded
the man you are will know the boy you were and you're not the man
who fell to earth you're the man of la mancha but we've love enough to light the street
'cause everybody's here

We got open arms for broken hearts
like yours my boy come home again

everyone's here everyone's here
the moon is out looking for trouble the moon wants a scrap
or a cuddle the moon is face down in a puddle and everyone's here

Dear Friends

Dear friends you are angels and drunks
you are maji old friends you stuck a pin in the map
I was in and this is a note from the roadside

cutting the breeze of this tennesse sundown
came the sound of the voices I know
i've been pondering trees
on the steeliest comedown
and now in the moment i'm home

i've got blusher for the sails of a clipper
and the truth never frays a good yarn but it struck me to say
while so far away you were with me today
you are here in my head in my heart

dear friends you are angels and drunks
you are maji old friends you stuck a pin in the map
I was in and you are the stars I navigate home by

And thats it, i'm sorry if there are any mistakes, i'm pretty sure there aren't any though

Thanks very much, Kayleigh.

You should put these on songmeanings.net

Guy has commented on some of his lyrics on there, maybe he will provide insight to the ones on BARB...

Crikey Kayleigh - you've been busy. Thanks for that.

Your Welcome guys

thanks Kayleigh!! really appreciated

emma wrote:

thanks Kayleigh!! really appreciated

No problem