Spitfire (album)

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Commercial release via Scratchy/Cargo on September 9th.

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released September 4, 2013

All music written by Jonny Cola & The A-Grades
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© Jonny Cola & The A-Grades 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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Track Name: In The Woods
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
Track Name: Tropical Beach
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
Track Name: Straight To Video (album version)
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
Track Name: Rain Stopped Play (2013 remaster)
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!
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: Going Over
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
Track Name: Semaphore
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?
Track Name: Sunset/Sunrise
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
Track Name: Wronghead
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
Track Name: Out Of The Woods
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