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Keep Away From Parks
03:07
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Nat Vazer - Keep Away From Parks - Lyrics:
Sergeant Peppers told me to stay at home
Don't go out without a man on my own and
Keep away from parks, keep away from parks
So what am I to do all locked up at home
Anticipating all the things that could go wrong
I can't rationalize, can't rationalize
They call me a victim
They call me a liar
They call me a god damn survivor
Is it a deal breaker if I'm a decision maker
Can't be told what to do by those who
Have never walked in our shoes
And there's a certain type of girl you want to see
Just somebody else's ideology
I could be like her or she could be like me
Making my way down to the police station
Don't owe anybody else an explanation
I'll keep away from parks, keep away from parks
They call me a victim
They call me a liar
They call me a god damn survivor
Is it a deal breaker if I'm a decision maker
Can't be told what to do by those who
Have never walked in our shoes
So mister mister, don't ask me questions
You don't understand
Just listen to what I have to say
Yeah listen to me man
So call me a victim
So call me a liar
So call me a god damn survivor
Is it a deal breaker if I'm a decision maker
Can't be told what to do
They've never walked in our shoes
They've never walked in our shoes
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2. |
You're Winning Me Over
03:04
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Nat Vazer - You're Winning Me Over - Lyrics:
I wanna live in a city that never sleeps
And carries me in its open arms
As I'm passing out on your front door
We wandered down to the streets of your neighbourhood
Sit in the back seat of your commodore
As we talked about the night before
And I waited for the ice to thaw
Between us now
You're slowly winning me over now
You're winning me over
And we were drunk trippin' into your corridor
Where there was once a sign but not anymore
Call me, when you're up again
I'm not the same person as you used to know
So don't ask me all about the night I didn't show
Just stay here now I'm back again
And I waited for the ice to thaw
Between us now
You're slowly winning me over now
You're winning me over
They say it's all another state of mind
And you come around persuade me otherwise
They say it's all another state of mind
And I waited for the ice to thaw
Between us now
You're slowly winning me over now
You're winning me over
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3. |
Restless
03:17
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All my friends want to settle down
Build a house in Pakenham up from the ground
But I can't make sense of this right now
I'm chasing big careers like all the rest
Climbing up a ladder that never ends
Will all my time reduce down to fortnightly cheques?
And I don't know what I want yet
But I just know this isn't it
I'll make up my mind in a couple years
I'm making big plans big plans big plans f*ck yeah
Driving for miles in the dead of night
With semi-naked girls in a pillow fight
I hear you call you my name but my head's so far away
Run baby run don't be late for work
It's just a silly dream don't forget your shirt
But you've got something, you've got something on your mind
And I don't know what I want yet
But I just know this isn't it
I'll make up my mind in a couple years
I'm making big plans big plans big plans yeah
You're running late for work again
You're running late for work again
(tick tock, you're running late for work)
You're running late for work again
(tick tock, you're running late for work)
You're running late for work again
(tick tock, you're running late for work)
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4. |
Privilege
03:38
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Nat Vazer - Privilege - lyrics:
I had a taste of your white privilege
I've never been the same - not ever since
I can't unsee all the things that I've now seen
I draw upon my white wash memories
You broke into my head and started a colony
Can't help where we come from but
I want to believe
Now I can't unsee
All the things
That I've now seen
I want to close my eyes and fall asleep
Sink into my bed, swallow up my body
In my room we'll listen to Death Cab For Cutie
Now I can't unsee
All the things
That I've now seen
Then I woke up
Then I woke up
Then I woke up
And now I'm woke
I had a taste of your white privilege
I've never been the same - not ever since.
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5. |
Struggletown
03:22
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Nat Vazer - Struggletown - Lyrics :
I heard you were struggling in Struggletown
Where the sun is always out
But everybody's up and down
I hear the water's nice and warm but deceivingly blue
And it's not too far from where we are
They tell me I'm supposed to go there too
I want to be with you
I want to go there too
But it's not the kind of trip for two
Oooooh Ooh
Oooooh Ooh
Endless days from nine till five and five till death (from five till death)
Long island ice teas on the house, he says you'll need another round
But something's rising in the air, you smell the fear
And they all pretend like nothing's wrong
But you just can't keep going on in here
She puts her cigarette out
Said darling you should run now
Or else you're never getting out
Oooooh Ooh
Oooooh Ooh
And from nine till five, and five till death
You'll never get the chance to rest
But you've got places you need to be
And miles to go before you sleep...
And miles to go before you sleep...
From nine till five, from five till DIE
I heard you were struggling in Struggletown
I heard you were struggling in Struggletown...
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6. |
Summer Holiday
03:00
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Nat Vazer - Summer Holiday - Lyrics:
We used to have real conversations
Before our messages travelled through our phones
Before things got lost in translation
Before the high rise apartments became our homes
What futures lie beyond this bedroom?
What if the photographs of you are not enough?
This little life is running out of time
But we keep wasting our way our love
And you want to be more than just my summer holiday
Passing through all the cities we love
And you want to be more than just my summer holiday
We could ride off into the sunset
And join a counter culture in Budapest
We'll raise awareness for kids in Nepal
And find a bigger love beyond these walls
We'll live like nomads and entrepreneurs
Travelling through time - abandon all the rules
Throw all of our clothes into a fire
But this is where we say goodbye
And you want to be more than just my summer holiday
Passing through all the cities we love
And you want to be more than just my summer holiday
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Nat Vazer Melbourne, Australia
A songwriter from Melbourne, Australia.
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