LYRICS 🩷 When I Look Into Your Eyes" I can't move What the hell's the matter with you? It won't work No-one's gonna pick up the slack Better quit crying Run to the back It's no joke Working in the heat of the day It's so hot Sweating like I'm reaching the end Give me a hand I need a friend When I look into your eyes There's no fear There's no life It's alright Money and murder and sex What's next? Waiting for the part where we kiss I don't need a man to tell it like it is The long nights, listening to the tide rolling out And you're left like a beached whale calling for help I hide in the back room And talk to myself When I look into your eyes There's no fear There's no life I'm so proud I love what you've done with the place Fresh flowers and cigarettes sit on the side Breeze rolling in Windows out wide Last year you kind of did a runner on us Feels strange, standing on the top of the world Trying to make sense Trying to be a good girl When I look into your eyes There's no fear There's no life When I look into your eyes There's no fear There's no life When I look into your eyes There's no fear There's no life
I hope I can still buy this CD cause I can’t find this song anywhere now but with this music video where talking is included halfway throughout the song 😑
Or Amazon music these guys were criminally overlooked. I found them by looking up Gretsch Catalina club drums and some guy in England did a drum cover to one of their songs. I fucking love them.
Disrupted band relations. That's cute, like indie heavybrock kids glued to their radios in 99. But where' the bass player, the keyboards, the singer, or explanation about why they're a two piece.
Coming back.. as Music sometimes.. floods the sense's... We pass by them far too fast.... Yup, all the great things are here... Cheers from Southern California...
A shame that Running Wild didn't seem to reach escape velocity. I think every aspect of it is brilliant. Strong vocals, great musical arrangement. I think the video is refreshingly engaging. (Kudos, "bops", but what does "rocker4577" think is a video with a "point"? Given the interesting subject matter, that the song pauses to give space for comtemplation, careful direction and a cast that isn't a bunch of short-lifespan, buff narcissists throwing themselves about, I recon it's a work of art. Oh, and aside from her mature wisdom and diffident charm, Ms. Richardson is as cute as a puppy 🙂. )
Drive me round the yard until I'm brittle Clip my ear and slap me round a little 'Til you're bored Or something But please don't stop 'til I'm reduced to nothing Take me to the valley in the south Put a sopping flannel in my mouth And hold it Choking Please don't stop 'til I'm reduced to nothing Hang me up with blue rope from the beach Whack me in the shins then put a leech On my tongue Blood sucking But please don't stop 'til I'm reduced to nothing. Tie my bloated body to the tide Sink into the ocean where I'll bide, Forever Or something But please don't stop 'til I'm reduced to nothing I wanna be victim I wanna be prayer I wanna do everything You morons say Take in a deep breath Get up off the ground If I don't see you soon I'll see you around La La la la La la la La la la la la la la la la La la la-a La la la La la la la la la la la la La la la-a La la la La la la la la la la la la La la la-a La la la La la la la la la la la la Peel off my skin The flesh off my bone, I'll be for you Forever alone Peel off my skin The flesh off my bone I'll be for you Forever alone Peel off my skin The flesh off my bone I'll be for you Forever alone
