Blow Up / Rubber Band (single)

by Jonny Cola & The A-Grades

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7" single released by Glunk Records: glunkrecords.co.uk

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Blow Up - youtu.be/uUr1T5qCDC4
Rubber Band - youtu.be/DW-MolW2uV8

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Written and Performed by Jonny Cola & The A-Grades
Produced by Jez Leather, Jonny Cola & Mauro Venegas
at the Dynamite Jet Saloon
Saxophone: Phil Whaite
Strings: Camberwell Chamber Orchestra

© Jonny Cola & The A-Grades 2013

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released July 2, 2014

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Jonny Cola & The A-Grades UK

Jonny Cola and his band of A-Grades - right-hand man Mauro Venegas and producer extraordinaire Jez Leather on guitars, bassist Simon Drowner supplying extra eyeliner, with drums given a sound thrashing by Marco Testa-Ryan - are starry-eyed pushers of edgy glam-rock pop songs to a growing number of disenfranchised refuseniks. Their new album SPITFIRE is out now. ... more

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Track Name: Blow Up
I like strawberry shortcake
You’ll take a cherry pie
We’ll have the lot when the mood is right
In the back of a taxi with an appetite
Well, I’m fully equipped
I don’t need no DIY, I, I, I
I’ve got a glue that’ll stick us some more
We end up in a pile on the kitchen floor

(While you’re down there)
You say this isn’t what you mean
It’s really not your scene
Oh really?

Well, I’m bobbin’
I’m Cock Robin
Down in the basement club
Where the tunes drive our fantasies
And I’m talking to you
(What, me?) Yeah, you!
(No!) Yeah
(Wooh!)
She’s pretty
And you’re debonair
Well, I could tag along and be your Lucky Pierre
(Oh yeah!)
I’ve got the urge, and it’s clear to see
A click of your fingers brings me to my knees

(While you’re down there)
You say this wasn’t what you meant
And pull me down again

You’ve got a nerve
And it’s all I deserve
Don’t talk with your mouth full, baby
You know the girls are outside
And I’ve still got my pride
Don’t talk with your mouth full, mouth full

Just blow... up
Just blow

Well, I’ve got boy one, boy two, boy three, boy four
(Knock knock!)
Knocking on my door
So hurry up, man
I’ve got a firm commitment to a happy ending
And I’ve got boy one, boy two, boy three, boy four, boy five
Queuing up outside
So come along, come, come along
(Hey!)
Your account’s in the red and your status is pending

(While you’re down there)
What you said then, I couldn’t say
I’m otherwise engaged

You’ve got a nerve
And it’s all I deserve
Don’t talk with your mouth full, baby
You know the press are outside
And I’ve still got my pride
You keep telling me...
Don’t talk with your mouth full

Oh, no, baby, please don’t laugh
Cos there’s people taking photographs
Through the open window
And yeah, your hair looks fine, oh
They want a piece of this as well
They’re all messed up and I can tell
Given half a chance
They’d be right where you are

Everybody sing
(You’ve got a nerve)
Don’t you know, you’ve got a nerve
(And it’s all I deserve)
It’s all that I deserve now
(Don’t talk with your mouth full)
Don’t talk with your mouth full
Ooh, ooh
(You know the world is outside)
You know that there’s a whole big wide world outside
(And I’ve still got my pride)
I’ve still got a little shred of pride now
Don’t talk with your mouth full, oh!

Just blow... up
Just blow
Just blow... up
Just blow
Just blow
Just blow, just blow, just blow, just blow
Track Name: Rubber Band
It’s complicated
I’m not sure what I should do
So caffeinated
I’m shaking like a leaf buzzing for you
Send for a doctor
Get me Tramadol, need to get through but
It couldn’t stop ya
I’m all out rubber banding for you, oh!

You’re elastic
Built from plastic
There was a safety net and
I fell right past it
(oh oh)
Pass me strung out vibrating in the hall...way

C-c-c-c-c-c-c-c-Come on
Rise up get into it too
You’re such a fun one
But this relationship’s under review
Oh, did I mention?
My limits are tested by you
Don’t stop the tension
Can’t help rubber banding for you, oh!

You’re elastic
Built from plastic
There was a tipping point and
I flew right past it
(oh oh)
Pass me spun out rotating in the hall...way

A rubber band...
Rubber up, boy, I’m ready for you
Oh!

You’re elastic
Built from plastic
There was a safety net and
I fell right past it
(oh oh)
Pass me strung out vibrating in the hall...way
Don’t make a sound, just waiting in the door...way
Instinctive alternating over your...oh, oh

I’m rubber banding for you