The London indie-rock trio of Nina Cristante, Jezmi Tarik Fehmi and Sam Fenton return with a punchy, gnarly, lively lead-swapping new post-punk number, heralding their upcoming new album Some Like It Hot, out on 17 October via Matador Records, an LP thematically inspired by the 1959 comedy film starring Marilyn Monroe. To explore and enjoy more by bar italia, see also the other embedded links below.
I wrote your name with a can of spray
I wrecked your car tryna get away
Must be an actor, the way you play
Oh, you think I didn't know?
You say you're up on a list
But to me you don't exist
Don't put your trust in the licquorice
God knows what you pay
Just for heaven on some day
Spend all your cash
In a one night splash
Have you had enough of the phone calls
Well I don't have your number
It's a lonely world
You can't dance till they shout no more
All the photographs are on my wall
Don't think I've actually met you
Not even in my dreams
There's nothing dreamlike about it
Oh, no
Not even in my nightmares
Can't evеn remember what you'rе like
So I try to picture you
You're from the back
Have you had enough of the phone calls
Well I don't have your number
It's a lonely world
You can't dance till they shout no more
All the photographs are on my wall
The way you look, it does me no good
I need you more than I should
There's no space that is safe, I've got no escape
Became the most, oh
You said I would, so misunderstood
How you know my feelings?
I think I've actually met you
Can't even remember your face
Like it happens to lovers
Who love
Don't think I even like you
Can't even remember what you're like
So I try, to picture you
You're from
You're from the back
And you're walking out
(Can't even remember your face)
You're walking out
(Don't want to remember your name)
There's nothing more
(I can't even remember your face)
I want to know
(I don't want to remember your name)
Have you had enough of the phone calls
Well I don't have your number
It's a lonely world
You can't dance till they shout no more
Or the photographs up on my wall
The way you look, it does me no good
I need you more than I should
There's no space that is safe, I've got no escape
Became the most, oh
You said I would, so misunderstood
How you know my feelings?
Why you so shocked by my attitude
You ask me, 'why did you lie?'
You took aim where you should
Became the most oh you said I would
Blessed in Hollywood
How you know my feelings?
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