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Spitfire (album)

by Jonny Cola & The A-Grades

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1.
In The Woods 03:44
It’s the Year of the Snake And Scorpio is rising, uh-huh I’ve got the Mark of the Beast And I’m prowling like a tiger, uh-huh So come on out, yeah yeah Come on now Just listen up, loosen up, ready? Yeah It’s the first day of spring And the rabbit’s really jumping, uh-huh But it’s my time of the month And I’m bleeding like an army, uh-huh So come on out, yeah yeah Come on now Just listen up, loosen up, ready? Yeah You’re filthy, baby You’re wasted on this kind of scene Follow me Let’s get involved In something less squeaky clean It’s obscene, oh yeah You know what I mean In the woods We’re in the woods It’s a state of affairs Where the idiots are winning, uh-huh They put a clown in the seat And his master up the river, uh-huh It’s a war without end And the guns are getting bigger We cower in the corner as they smirk and pull the trigger Respectable resistance won’t keep you warm tonight Cos you gotta build relations if you wanna stand and fight You’re filthy, baby You’re wasting all this precious air Let’s get involved In a rather less decent affair You got some on your boots You’ve got it in your hair Oh yeah, and everywhere We’re running wild Gonna give you all that you can bear Truth or dare Oh yeah, it’s starting out there In the woods We’re in the woods In the woods We’re in the woods
2.
It should be electric On this double A bed With our poles connected But the battery’s dead We should be together On a tropical beach But it’s late September The weather’s closing in Hey you With your magazines and wine You’re on film And looking pretty fine (She’s looking fine, she’s looking fine) Hey you With your bedhead and regrets I’m on fire But there’s something I can’t forget The desire, it outshines the performance, oh! If we look the other way Then it might just make it better So let’s look the other way Till the red fades into blue I’ve got a bottle of gin and a head full of sin And look, my heart’s still beating, baby In a cold, dark world There’s a corner where it’s always summer I brought you here to show you Just how vivid you are A nuclear reactor And a caravan park We should be together On a tropical beach But the palms are pylons The weather’s closing in Hey you With your cigarettes and schemes We’re on tape With a million brilliant dreams (So many dreams, so many dreams) Hey you With your double X of sorts You’re on top With a head full of filthy thoughts But for now The desire, it outshines the performance, oh! If we look the other way Then it might just make it better So let’s look the other way Till the red fades into blue I’ve got a bottle of rum and I’m aching for some And look, my heart’s still beating, baby In a cold, dark world There’s a corner where it’s always summer The long, dark winter of the soul But in my heart it’s summertime This long, dark winter eats us whole But in my heart it’s summertime
3.
He’s Allerton-esque and you’re out of your comfort zone this train’s being held at the platform I’m prone orange noise on the board beneath remnant of Soho I’m a beacon of light and they suck all the air from the room he crumples up you would freak if you knew but out of love I’ll cover up gently... Just hold it together, boy Hold it together, boy Try to hold it together, boy Can you hold it together, boy? Vermillion skies reflect earth brown eyes flash fear take him back to your flat to hold hands until the bruise appears I could handle a piece of that but we were nowhere near embracing the past so long ago that parental advice what did they know how to pinpoint the instant that showed the horror before me... Just hold it together, boy Hold it together, boy Try to hold it together, boy Can you hold it together, boy? Hold on because a pin-prick could burst this imaginary of mine Your fantasies may vary but This whole thing’s getting way too much And time’s running out Our time’s running out The cuts were deep, I know We spilled our lives on rock’n’roll And time’s running out Our time’s running out We’re tumbling together Like Hellbent & Leather Surrounded by ghosts in the edit suite Don’t freeze frame, hell no! Your life goes straight to video And time’s running out Our time’s running out Your fantasies may vary but This whole thing’s getting way too much And time’s running out Our time’s running out The cuts were deep, I know We spilled our lives on rock’n’roll And time’s running out Our time’s running out We’re crashing together Scars gouged out of leather Surrounded by stars of the blogosphere Don’t freeze frame, hell no! Your life goes straight to video Time’s running out Hold on cos we’ve got ten hits to nail this Before you press rewind
4.
Rain stopped play On the field of life the flood is rising I can't say If this feeling's more or less surprising (Just hold on) To an emptier day, hey, hey (Just stay strong) Though the nights are so warm Hold me close cos I'm shivering We're drowning for sure Miles out from the shore Rain stopped play We went in for tea and came out dreaming I can't stay I've got things to see and do this evening (My heart's full) ..of MDMA, hey, hey (Keeps me warm) When the nights are so cold You're the hand that I'm holding We're drowning for sure Miles out from the shore Don't know what to do Don't know what to say I had it in my sights and then Rain stopped play Don't know what to do Don't know what to say You hit me for six and then Rain stopped play Don't know what to do Don't know what to say I had you in my sights and then Rain stopped play Don't know what to do Don't know what to say You hit me up for sex Yeah!
5.
Blow Up 04:27
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
6.
Going Over 03:49
It’s taken to be The making of me The fault is all mine It’s 4.25 You’re taking your time You take everything off before you call Such a thrilling affair As I wait on the stairs Alone in the house But he’s coming round He’s pushing me down And we’ll take everything with us when we go And something’s telling me... We’re going over again Things which ought to have been Sorted out some time ago, oh oh oh But we’re going over again Slap it on, push it in Then pull out before you go And I know That we’ll grow up and you’ll get married And oh I know I’ll be sliding fingers in my mouth Dreaming about it We’re going over again Things which ought to have been Sorted out some time ago, oh oh oh But we’re going over again Slap it on, push it in Then pull out before you go It’s all good - I’m going over
7.
Semaphore 03:20
He moved away for family He moved for the golf and the trees Double caramel - much sweeter than this When you’re inside me From Chatley Heath to Cooper’s Hill Where Ronnie stood waiting until The message came across in a sequence of bursts Like you’re inside me (I’m just trying to say) Double-yellow lines cross your face (I’m just trying to say) And lodge in my memory But would it help if I send it in semaphore? Would it help if I send it, send it, oh? I’m only flesh and blood and you You’re all just smoke and mirrors I put the pieces in a bag And left it outside on the kerb Coming up the stairs, a shortness of breath Like you’re inside me (I’m just trying to say) Double up and I’ll keep it close (I’m just trying to say) In silence perpetually But would it help if I send it in semaphore? Would it help if I send it in semaphore? Will it ever help if I send it in semaphore? Will it ever help if I send it in semaphore? Oh, oh, oh, just kiss me It rolls on It rolls on and on and... Would it help if I send it in semaphore? Would it help if I send it in semaphore? Will it ever help if I send it in semaphore? Will it ever help if I send it?
8.
Wedding bells can burn in hell Dismembered roses smell much sweeter Soak me in gin before the panic begins Silent sky - the days slide by Confetti ash is settling From now on If I want to see some beauty out there There’s a volcanic sunset, yeah From now on If I want to feel some magic in there I’ll dive into the sunset, yeah Sweet Katy R - you broke my heart My Alan M took ibuprofen And, Gina G - you sucked the life out of me Bruised and empty skies slide by The ash is getting thicker now From now on If I want to see some beauty out there There’s a volcanic sunset, yeah From now on If I want to feel some magic in there I’ll dive into the sunset, yeah The circus is in town Roll up, roll up! Check out the PIccadilly screens Red on white tonight - so acrobatic! Well, if you don’t mind I’ll stay behind And try not to try not to try not to cry
9.
Wronghead 04:51
Paper, scissors, stone Choose your weapon and I’ll adapt mine It beats being alone Got to make a connection this time I’ve got secrets but I could share them I’ll show you in my A to Z Three magic words And you’re smiling, smiling, smiling This is what they thought they looked like This is what I hoped you’d look like This is what I thought it felt like But this isn’t what it looks like... Wronghead It’s not a date Just a trip on an overground train The crowds are gone But the echoing memories remain Now you’ve got secrets but you can keep them I swore it wouldn’t happen again One turn of phrase And I’m falling, falling, falling This is what they thought they looked like This is what I dreamt you’d look like This is what I thought it felt like But this isn’t what it looks like... Wronghead Close your eyes Relax your grip And tomorrow we’ll ship out
10.
Silver shadows creep Across the ground Where sharp-eyed, soft-skinned boys Drift slowly by the water We were interrupted by the call Central control Your number has come up Shut down and go to base Oh no, no My levels are all wrong So I’m hooked up and turned on and on and on but Yeah Such sweet delay It stacks up but I will get out of the woods someday Oh, yeah This slow decay It’s on trust that I will get out of the woods someday I lie back in the chair And stroke the screen Those dead-air afternoons And oh, so many boys Faces disintegrating into snow Central control “Your youth has gone to waste Get out and seize the day” If I can only make it through the door Before I fall and hit the floor Hit, hit it now! You burn the brightest when the darkness wraps round tight Tear up the rules, this shit is new, take me tonight I can’t explain why now when time’s so short We lock horns, we lock horns Just hold my hand - it’s almost over Such sweet delay... I’ll be out of the woods someday Yeah, yeah This slow decay But I will be out of the woods Tick-tock Five o’clock The dawn’s not far away I’ll wait here with the light on

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Commercial release via Scratchy/Cargo on September 9th.

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released September 4, 2013

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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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