Our Earthly Pleasures Lyrics

[Robin]

Girls Who Play Guitars
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

You've been with me a year to the day
Three-hundred-and-sixty-five days watching me decay
We used to talk about girls who play guitars
We used to talk about plans in tiny bars

In the gaps between words are the things that real
ly intrigue me, It's the gasps and the sighs that
say more about what's inside you
We used to climb aboard our high horse every time
We used to talk about boys with missing spines

It's her life and a life is worth living
(It's her life)
It never struck her to pause for one minute
(It's her life)

The path of excess just led to boredom
You've lived your life with your mouth wide open

It's her life and a life is worth living
(It's her life)
It never struck her just to pause for one minute
(It's her life)

...When you lie on my bed and you label me your friend
Don't you know how much that hurts?
You could pretend and I wouldn't know
I could be who you wanted in the dark


She goes out
She gets drunk
She gets off
She goes home
She gives in

It's her life
and a life is worth living..

We used to talk about girls who play guitars...

[Robin]

Our Velocity
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

I'm not a man, I'm a machine
Chisel me down until I am clean
I buy books I never read
And then I tell you some more about me.

Beneath the concrete there's a sound
A muffled cry below the ground
There is a poison in the air
A mix of chemicals and fear.

My words are just hunches
I'm not sure what they mean
You're asking for commitment
When I'm somewhere inbetween

Never never try to gauge temperature
When you tend to travel at such speed
It's our Velocity.
Is it cold where you are this time of year?
You didn't leave a scar.

A stream of numbers hit a screen
And you're expected to know what they mean
Throughout the conflict, I was serene
I can't outrun the sadness I've seen.

Are you willing to resist
For people you've never met?
The devil's wheel revolves
But it needs to be reset.

Never never try to gauge temperature
When you tend to travel at such speed
It's our velocity...
I've got no-one to call in the middle of the night anymore.
I'm just alone with these thoughts.

I watched a film to change my feelings
I'm strong enough to bear a burden
If everyone became this sensitive
I wouldn't have to be so sensitive
Love is a lie, which means I've been lied to
Love is a lie, which means I've been lying too.
I've got no-one to call in the middle of the night anymore.
I'm just alone with my thoughts.

[Robin]

Books From Boxes
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

Night falls
And towns become circuit boards
We can beat the sun as long as we keep moving

From the air
Stadium lights stand out like flares
All I know is that you're sat here right next to me

We rarely see
Warning signs in the air we breathe
Right now, I feel each and every fragment

This paper trail leads right back to you
You say you need me to step outside

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes
You passed me up so as not to break a promise.
Scattered Polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar
In the long run, you said you knew that this would happen.


This is something new
But, it turns out it was borrowed, too
"Why does every letdown have to be so thin?"

Rain explodes
At the moment that the cab door closed
I feel the weight upon your kiss; ambiguous

You have to leave. I appreciate that
But I hate when conversation slips out of our grasp

You spent the evening unpacking books from boxes...

Two bodies in motion.
This is a matter of fact
It wasn't built to last

The pounding rain continued its bleak fall
And we decided just to write after all.

[Robin]

Russian Literature
(L. Wooller/P. Smith)

Modern Architecture
Already left to decay
You don't know what you're breathing in
What it is, I couldn't say

We'll meet in Russian Literature
Fourth Floor midday
Travelling Trans-Pennine
She said she'd wait...

More empty buildings for invisible men
No market value to justify the price of the rent
Ignorance isn't bliss,
Familiarity still ends in contempt.
We're gonna need some time
But she said she'd wait for me...
Are you hopeful or just gullible?

She won't be saved
We can't be saved.
I can't live my life being nervous about tomorrow.
I already knew her name.
I already knew her name.

There's a news blackout 'cause it just got worse
Status depends on the size of your purse
There it is again that lock of hair
That won't sit still
Our earthly pleasures
Distract us against our will...
Are you hopeful or just gullible?

We won't be saved
She can't be saved.
I can't live my life feeling nervous about tomorrow.
I already knew her name. I already knew her name
Well, I knew...

[Robin]

Karaoke Plays
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

You write a list of things to do
To occupy the time that you could use
But, in my mind it's never final
And when you sleep, I try not to wake you as I leave...

Oh, I waited up for you
But you didn't come back home
I waited up for you
Couldn't you come back home?

Someone gets run down
Karaoke Plays Somewhere in the background.
But there is no explanation.
What makes a grown man cry?
Karaoke plays and someone gets run down

We never did want the dawn to break
Beside the crumpled sheets in which we lay
You know I've changed my ways forever
The North Sea crashes through your dreams as I leave...

Oh, I waited up for you...

Someone gets run down
Karaoke plays...


I came home- there were radio waves
I heard voices through the radio waves
I came home- you were nowhere to be found
The lights were on and the radio played
A children's choir through the radio waves
Every night we've got so much to say.
I want to hear all the things you did today

Someone gets run down...

[Robin]

Your Urge
(L. Wooller/P. Smith)

You don't have to deny your urge
It doesn't make you bad.
On our admission the makeweight lifted
Stop dwelling on the past.
I think about the three of us. I wonder how we tesselate
It would've been much wiser to allow these feelings to abate.

Empty words, so free of connotations
All dreams come to an end.
Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
Prepare your vocabulary.
My nervous system fails me, thoughts are becoming fugitive
When I'm in your arms, I wonder how much I can give

The weekend is a Godsend
The night-time is a lifeline
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble.
The pinkness 'round your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
I cause upset without trying.

People are judged on their mistakes
And how much money that they make
No-one wants to lose their youth
In a trench like this
Visiting the same places
Kissing all the same faces
Building up support
Looking for rapport
I empty out my pockets at the end of the night
Another scrawled first name
Another sense of shame

I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand.

The night-time is a lifeline
The weekend is a Godsend
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumble
Oh, but the pinkness near your iris
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
Behind my crumbling veneer.

My strength is sapping
My heartstrings are snapping.

[Robin]

The Unshockable
(D. Lloyd/L. Wooller/P. Smith)

The lines of transport make their way through towns
At any cost... name a price.

Digging through towns
Make way, like Moses through the waves.
Pick and choose from a folklore
To describe the biggest events
Did I make it all up?
Detritus gathers
Until dirt is the only layer you see
Scratch away, scrape away
Lacerate, keep scratching!

Have we become The Unshockable?
Or have we become The Saddened?
Activity is absent
Things are looking scarce

The human heart is on trial for a limited spell
A human heart is on offer for a limited spell

Your body was your great strength
How do you feel now there's nothing left?
The moment's gone.
For me, you spent too many hours in bed.
Do you think this is cruel?
Sniggering clowns
In laughter, we hide behind our hands.
Take them away, move them away
Stand up straight, keep turning!

Have we become The Unshockable?
Or have we become The Saddened?
Activity is absent
And things are looking scarce

Conceal those thoughts that linger
On your breath
Keep them hidden
Or they'll catch their death.

The modes of transport forge their way through town
Take them away...
Keep turning...

Have we become the unshockable...?

[Robin]

By The Monument
(P. Smith)

You said you'd like to see me again
And then it all unravelled.
I heard that you were seeing someone
Not such an insignificant other.
It seems my moves were far too swift
In life, some things are worth the effort.

I touched the place where your hair had been
I buttoned the shirt that you left 'round mine

Defacing pictures of famous people
On the train
Standing by the Monument
Just waiting for the rain

In my wallet with your photobooth smile
And I wearing my waterproof jacket.
Posterity has hold of us now
Am I just waiting for the next chapter?
We sleep tonight in separate towns
At dusk, we see our disparate futures.

I tore a sock to bind up your golden hair
We found a hotel bar to sustain our last night
In vain...

Defacing pictures of famous people
On the train
Standing by The Monument
Just waiting for the rain.
I'm just passing my time
With you on my mind
I'm just passing my time.

No more late night calls
Where teardrops fall

I'm just wasting my precious time.

[Robin]

Nosebleed
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

You were born in winter
But summer came too fast
Like a child you can't control.
Now isn't it obvious?
That you still value his word
Now that it's not there
A lovelife down the drain- now isn't it obvious?
Some people hide their emotions
Some people show too much
I'm aiming for somewhere central
Now isn't it obvious?

He changed his look for you
You changed your life for him
Now, was the verdict worth the trial?

Did we go too far? Is that why your nose is bleeding?
Last night I dreamt we kissed on a bench in the evening

What went wrong with you?
I never took you for a fool
But all it takes is a rumour
Now isn't it obvious?
I'd love to clear the air,
But I can't bear to hear your voice
It's tainted with his name- now isn't it obvious?

He changed...
You changed...
Was the verdict worth the trial?

Did we go too far? Is that why your nose is bleeding?
Last night I dreamt we kissed on a bench in the evening

I was the one who followed
And you were the one who was leading
When last night I dreamt that we kissed
On a bench in the evening.

[Robin]

A Fortnight's Time
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

In a fortnight's time you will be mine.
I'll bide my time
You're a paradigm of womankind
You could be mine
I disgust myself, but I've got to try.
I catch your eye...

Would you like to go on a date with me?
And, I know, it's old-fashioned to say so
Five times five equals twenty-five.
Don't you know your times tables by now?
O-woh
Don't you know?

On the last train home, you wanna phone,
Instead, you rub your eyes
The reflection's grim in the window-pane.
It's the human stain.
So you have a drink to erase the day.
There's another way...

So...
Would you like to go on a date with me?
I know it's old-fashioned to say so
5x5=25
Don't you know...?
Oh-woh
Don't you know?

When it comes to girls, I'm mostly hypothetical
If I list their names, it's purely alphabetical
When it comes to girls, I'm truly theoretical
If I test their nerve, it's merely dialectical...

So...
Would you...?
Could you...?
Don't you..?

I said, don't you know?

In a fortnight's time you will be mine.
You will be mine.

[Robin]

Sandblasted And Set Free
(D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

Solarized
The overlap
A dividing line
The dyed glass
Like a cog
The centrepiece
Standing still
Sewn-up

Follow me down this ropeladder
Our bodies becoming shapes on the sails
It's a leap of faith: It's a crash landing
Thin ice softly splinters

Sandblasted and set free
A trial run on paper
The earth is solid, you can dig it up
Or you can pave it over.

Balconies
A poster
Like diving boards
A placard
Naked heels
Pespex
Cotton reels
Creates a spectrum

Follow me down this rope ladder
Our bodies becoming shapes on the sails
It's a leap of faith. Towards a crash landing
Thin ice softly splinters....

Sandblasted and set free
A trial run on paper
The earth is solid, you can dig it up
Or you can pave it over
Sandblasted and set free
I fell in love with flirtation

The brevity of sensation
I fell in love with flirtation
The brevity of sensation.....

[Robin]

Parisian Skies
(A. Tiku/D. Lloyd/P. Smith)

Parisian skies
Shadows beneath your eyes
All we have is now...
And the arc of your brow.

You came to leave these shores
You had an inkling in your pores
We came to bid farewell
The tears began to swell

Oh, I don't think she knew...
I can't forget her.

The dark withholds
And lives unfold
We always slept so well
Our bodies seemed to gel

The mind persists
We have thoughts to exist
It was a test I failed
Her passion never paled

Oh I don't think she knew how much I loved her.

Is this the thrill of the chase?
How can I keep up the pace?

Parisian skies
Shadows beneath your eyes
We always slept so well
The present casts a spell

You said we never talked
But there's a lightness that it brought
Refracting all my sins
We never lacked a thing

Oh, I don't think she knew how much I loved her.
Oh Rebecca, your loss was mine, too.

Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?
The breath on your neck in the locked embrace?
Did you ever feel the thrill of the chase?
The hairs on your neck in the lost embrace?
I love the tiny veins
On your back
They remind me of the
Way that porcelain
Cracks