I can’t stop cause everyone was waiting
And I don’t know if I’m gonna make it to the show
So I started walking real slow because I figured if I’m gonna be late, I’m gonna be really late
And then I thought I saw god and I figured out that’s not god that’s a street lamp
And if I thought that street lamp was god then I really must be too high to go to this show
So I turned around and I contemplated going home
I contemplated going under the covers
I wondered if I could find someone to come with me
Somebody who I could get a little bit underneath their skin
And we could go down, down , down, down, down…
La vida te regala sitios pero no hay tiempo de verlos
La vida te regala sitios y no no hay tiempo de hacerlo
Ya (non plus de temps)
No hay tiempo de verlos
Ya (non plus de temps)
No hay tiempo de hacerlo
Uhhh huh rang the alarm and I woke from that dream like
Uuuh huh the p-p-p-party was minutes and miles away
And who did I wanna be that night?
A person that shuts the door on the world?
Well I couldn’t do that to them and I couldn’t do that to myself
So I threw off the covers and said goodbye to my dog god and I ran right out of my home town
And I ran through the forest, ran through the hills, ran past that old park with all of those kids
Laughing and singing as I once did
Then I parished that thought as I arrived on your block and I got to your brownstone at whatever o’clock
And I ran uh ran uh ran up the stairs, opened the door and fell laughing
I was the first one there.
That’s right, I was the first one there.
No Hay tiempo de harcelo. (non plus de temps)
No Hay Tiempo.
Lost track of these guys for a couple years, then saw the Tiny Desk concert come up in my feed. I've had the album on loop on Spotify since Friday.
This song in particular has been stuck in my head all afternoon. quiksilv26
These Brighton post-punks keep their music intense and minimal but it retains the joyful, jumpy feel of fizzy guitar pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 13, 2022