July 2009
2 posts
June 2009
3 posts
B-Sides & Extras →
Check out the link for musical preliminary demos of the EP tracks and an unreleased track never heard before.
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For Our Hero is
Jay Taplin - Vocals Dave Tran - Guitar Geoff Taylor - Bass Leon Blair - Guitar Nax Vee - Drums Beau Taplin - Lyrics
Credits.
Produced & Mixed by Daniel Kelaart Mastered @ Crystal Mastering Music written by Dave Tran & For Our Hero Lyrics written by Beau Taplin Artwork designed by Geoff Taylor & Beau Taplin Characters drawn by Joel Grant[Bez]
January 2009
6 posts
Bez, Knows The Score
Rosey-cheeked Checkered black & blue He’s jumping hoops through the rings you ran around him Sweating kerosene Remembering how you set the sky alight My scuffed knee’s deep in tragedy And there’s one boy left that treads the thought That you’d still waste your time on him Hail the— Heart breaker’s with offside ovations To hot and bothered to care for a bearing that only lead home I could be yr...
Tell'Em They're Dreaming
I’m just a boy in an empty city With vintage (mama) misery, A one night (ohoh) odyssey, So give my head a minute to get outta’ living And broken bone you’re so alone You just need that suede suit of skin to take you home Cause tonight you look like you could But you know you won’t Good luck kid i tip my head And hope, hope, hope you don’t, don’t need it Playing two-up on your window sill With a...
iwanttostayyoungwithyou.
Bedtime boys singing silly ploys - Anything for a shot at the big time Or a little nightlife through our veins So waste your wishes on weightless dreams (with me)
Here's Looking @Youkid
I’m all for image But i don’t wanna see you do your hair in the review mirror I’m pretentious, vicious and surrepticious With words like a well-dressed weapon Another cheap-shot in the back of the head Another trend that i regret “Tonights getting late and i havn’t slept for days” So slow down darling & read between the lines like i read you No i’ll never get over you So spin me around i’m...
Curtain-Calls On Walkabouts
I wished away the bloody nose Covered up the bruises Sure I have my doubts but fathers so proud He pats me on the back and sits me down Says “good boy, you blew them out all by yourself” The school-yards changing, (keep you blurry) The fist-fights samey (an’ headached heads a rolling) I’m throwing punches Your drop-drop-droping again Put tickets on me I’ll only keep’em to fly us home The mic rings...
Mister Prozac
If I’m #home #suite or #honeymoon in a glass room My jealousy threw stones to it I press my head against a star To light up my thoughts or wish upon I’m slipping through my village green blues All alpha’holic’s to A.m. anonymous & “kiss, kiss my good name goodbyes” Tired out theriac eyes So they call me Mr. Prozac Whoa oh, Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh Step...
