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Walk It Off
04:37
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Said I did but I didn’t say I’m sorry
I broke the lease I broke a collarbone
Trying to find my own way out of town
Do not revel in your melancholy
Some faces have a way of getting stuck
Guess it’s just my luck I stuck around
Said she’d follow me if I’d just let her
I was writing to a friend I know
When she asked me so I took the offer up
But we never talked too much guess we knew better
You can tell a lot about someone
In the way they do the washing up
Walk it off gotta gotta walk it off
Walk it off think I’m gonna walk it off
Walk it off kid you better walk it off (take it slow)
Walk it off gotta gotta walk it off
Walk it off think I’m gonna walk it off
Walk it off kid you better walk it off (take it slow)
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2. |
My Year of Silences
04:32
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Little by little the little that you own
All the jumpers you’ve outgrown
And the seeds you’ve never sown
Will coalesce into a home
Little by little the little that you’ve seen
Will be suspended in a look
Just something you read in a book
The little that you’ve seen
Little by little the little that you know
Will be swallowed in a flux
Although it’s not so very much
The little that you know
So tell me what you like
I’m told I’m quite polite
I’m a good listener
Little by little the little ground you gain
Will all be lost by lack of sleep
The charming company you keep
She treats you just the same
Little by little the people that you know
Will all find use for you and then
They’ll disappear again
The people that you know
So tell me what you like
I’m told I’m quite polite
If just for this one night
Little by little the little that you’ve said
Unintended but inferred
Accidentally overheard
I’d have lied if you preferred
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3. |
Emma Again
06:04
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This is how it happened she came over
We watched a movie she took off her jumper
And leaned back into me her legs on the sofa
Mine crossed beneath me makes it hard to get closer
After a while she said I’ll go home I guess
Do you know your way round here at night I said yep
I said yes I said yes
There’s no one to speak to we left behind brothers
Best friends and house pets fathers and mothers
For an unfitted sheet and a night you can’t sleep
So we just put on some clothes
And we lay right down on the covers
Seeing Emma again I’m seeing Emma again
If I say it I mean it but it’s nothing special
And if we’ve never seen it then what good’s potential
We’re in her parents’ car I don’t know where we are
But let’s wait and see I’ve still got money for petrol
Emma again seeing Emma again
And again and again Emma again
Seeing Emma again I’m seeing Emma again
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4. |
Not A Dollar
01:52
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It’s just a kiss it’s not a dollar
It’s not a home a pair of shoes
It’s not a game you win or lose
Another privilege abused
It’s just a kiss it’s not a dollar
You take a drink to calm your nerves
Take a bath and tie your shoes
Walk outside to get some air
Run your fingers through your hair
It’s just a kiss it’s not a dollar
So concentrate yourself on this
It’s not immoral it’s a kiss
Only self-conscious once it’s done
You cop a grin from everyone
It’s just a kiss it’s not a dollar
It’s not a sin it’s rarely fun
You wouldn’t choose just anyone
It’s just a kiss why would you bother
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5. |
Dull Days
04:48
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When I saw you again playing drums in Berlin
A hippy tie-dying lady had given you a bed
Working on your singing voice your hair cut short like a boy’s
You had one fist in your pocket and a chorus stuck in your head
Now tell me is it something you’ll remember
When I’ll see you come September
At the horizon you gaze you’ve been driving for days
You got yourself a new nickname if only I’d have known it
I changed from shorts into pants I grew all kinds of plants
I waited all through the winter for a day I didn’t know yet
Said I’ll see you when the sun shines
But that only happens sometimes
These are the dull days
You said these are the dull days
These are the dull days
But still I don’t mind I don’t mind
No I don’t mind I don’t mind
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Being Me Is Easy
04:15
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Fish and chips in a country pub
You’ve got a beer I’m drinking lemonade
It’s Friday night it’s disco night
They’re playing early eighties hit parade
All the dads wearing hats and shorts
We check in late get a room out back
An armchair and a double bed
Owner says I’ll let you guys unpack
You’re blushing like a newlywed
Being me is easy
Cross-legged in the kitchenette
Listening to your favourite song
Out of the shower your hair still wet
It’s getting late but I could be wrong
You say what I say nothing
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7. |
My Ambition
07:21
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I’d take the bus I’d take a train
I’d take the hit an ear I’d maim
I’d sell my soul I’d change my name
To hear you say you feel the same
A time to cheat to double cross
A time to break to steal to cuss
Some lack direction then there’s us
We just sit here looking lost
I came back home I joined a band
I signed petitions lent a hand
A bain-marie by day I manned
From my ambition I ran I ran
O how you stare so vacantly
Just take those off inside you’ll see
Although we’re prone to disagree
No it’s not them you want it’s me
Now wherever I go there is us
In socks we stole from business class
The shirt that fits the scene untouched
I’ll only change it if I must
Never remember what I’ve done
It’s been the same since I was born
The keys I’ve lost the friends I’ve won
Just turn my back and I’ll be gone
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The Finks Melbourne, Australia
The Finks play the songs of Oliver Mestitz. They are sincere but flippant, intimate but aloof, subtle but
unpolished.
The Finks have released a steady stream of quietly uncompromising music via Milk! Records since 2012 – three EPs, two cassettes, four LPs and a handful of singles. Critics have described The Finks as “crushingly beautiful” and “perhaps the most underrated act in Australian music”.
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