Frightened Rabbit Death Dream

It was dawn and the kitchen light was still on

I stepped in and found a suicide asleep on the floor

An open mouth, screams and makes no sound

Apart from the ring of the tinnitus of silence

You had your ear to the ground

White noise

I don’t know if there’s breathing or not

Butterflied arms, tell me that this one has flown

Blood seems black against the skin on your porcelain back

A still life is the last I will see of you, my painting of a panic attack

You died in my sleep last night…

You died in your sleep last night…

Death dreams I don’t forget

It’s been a while since I dreamed this

Even now when I sleep I tread with care

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Frightened Rabbit Keep Yourself Warm

My hole, I’ll get my hole

I’ll get my hole

Get my hole, get my hole

And I will find out more

It’s a choo-choo train

A rocket launch

If we have a hormone race

I’m bound to finish first

Can you see in the dark?

Can you see the look on your face?

The flashing white light’s been turned off

You don’t know know who’s in your bed

It takes more than fucking someone you don’t know

To keep warm

Do you really think that for a house beat

You’ll find your love in a hole?

No you won’t find love in a,

Won’t find love in a hole

It takes more than fucking someone

To keep yourself warm

I’m drunk, I’m drunk

And you’re probably on pills

If we both got the same diseases

It’s irrelevant, girl

In the room is the steam

It evaporates, disappears

My point of entry is the same way

That I’ll leave

Can you see in the dark?

Can you see the look on your face?

The flashing white light’s been turned off

You don’t know know who’s in your bed

It takes more than fucking someone you don’t know

To keep warm

Do you really think that for a house beat

You’ll find your love in a hole?

But you won’t find love in a,

Won’t find love in a hole

It takes more than fucking someone

To keep yourself warm

You won’t find love in a,

Won’t find love in a hole

It takes more than fucking someone

To keep yourself…

See in the dark

Can you see the look on your face?

The flashing white light’s been turned off

You don’t know know who’s in your bed

It takes more than fucking someone you don’t know

To keep warm

Do you really think that for a house beat

You’ll find your love in a hole?

Frightened Rabbit Boxing Night

It’s Boxing Night

I celebrate in style

Boxer shorts and spirits floor littered with ghosts of bottles past

There’s a naked hush

Hold only a breath and a pulse

Of a heart that was kicking as though it is desperate to be born

And I’m hostage blind

Deaf to the din outside

Good Glasgow could burn to it’s timber tonight and I’d barely blink an eye

Well the clock just stopped

You can cut that into my headstone

Won’t something move so I stop staring a hole into the phone?

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And a beaten up chair

On Boxing Day

This is Boxing Night

And someone lost an eye

Well I swear I’ve lost the last drop of whatever kept me awake alive

Well I fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook

To a blushed and swollen face

And in a single blow it’s murdered and then it takes years to waste away

I can’t call you all mine anymore

Oh I can’t call you fullstop

But you know you can call me up

Any time call me

Whatever the fuck you want

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And a beaten up chair

You can get me at home

With a drink to ill health

Just me and these walls

And my beaten up chair

On Boxing Day

Frightened Rabbit Don’t

Please don’t leave me, don’t forget me my girl

don’t leave me here

please don’t leave me, don’t desert me my girl

don’t leave me here

don’t leave me, don’t smoke cigarettes and don’t taught the geese

I don’t need me, don’t forget me my girl, don’t leave me here

in my front room

in my front room

in my heart, heart

please don’t leave me, don’t forget me my girl

don’t leave me here

please don’t leave me, don’t desert me my girl

don’t leave me here

don’t believe me when I say I don’t care, ’cause I do need this

don’t leave me, don’t forget me my girl, don’t leave me here

in my front room

in my front room

in my heart, oh, oh, oh, oh

in my front room

in my front room

in my front room

in my front room

in my front room

Frightened Rabbit The Work

Do the years add up

To the suck and the blow

Of a breath and a beating heart

There must be more

You can wash your face

With a sunset song

The lines will still remain

They’ll never be gone

Will you bully [?] your land

With a furrowed brow

But King Harvest leaves

With a thinning crown

You may bow your head

As the hair recedes

But it’s filled with years

That no one can steal

When the work stops working

What was light becomes a weight

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

When the work stops working

And the weight becomes an ache

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

Or start again

Ah, the search for answers

Is an idiot’s task

I’m not halfway there

But don’t want to ask

The search gives a glint

To the older eye

And I’ll keep on looking

Till the day I die

Is the work half-worth

When your hands grow raw

When your knees keep creaking

Like an old barn door

The gloves of love

Become an old man’s friend

And you’ll learn to make a stand

Not to stoop and bend

When the work stops working

What was light becomes a weight

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

When the work stops working

And the weight becomes an ache

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

Or start again

The lines remain

And they will never be gone

All life is filled with years

No one can steal

I’ll keep on looking

Till the day I die

I’ll learn to make a stand

Not stoop and bend

When the work stops working

What was light becomes a weight

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

When the work stops working

And the weight becomes an ache

When the work stops working

Shall we pack it all in

Or start again

Frightened Rabbit Square 9

My good big deeds

i’d say are more like clouds than concrete

by day we’ll colonize

and by night, we’ll bring peace

Keep all your hopes

compile a crooner’s woes, o-oh,

work out how to, how to complete these

and you can peel those eyes

’cause it’s important that they see

my hopeful smile

and then you stomp out fear

there’s something I like about this year

Square 9 is here

So come, stay calm

right there behind your ribs and grab my hands

stages are just stages for us to pass

and you should peel those ears

’cause it’s important that they hear

my hopeful words

and stomp out fear

there’s something I like about this year

Square 9 is here, is here

It’ll be like square one

where we fell in love

Forget about square two

There was no me and you

just like square one

where we fell in love, under the tree

forget about square three

oh that wasn’t me

like square one

where we fell in love

forget about square five

i was only half alive

Frightened Rabbit Fun Stuff

I took off my clothes

She took off hers too

With no fanfares

And no hallelujahs

Throughout the night

I would grind away the truth

That there’s nothing sadder

Than sad, sad sex

And the bad, bad news

Is that I gave in

To the ugly hand

That first led me away from you

The fun stuff

Is not so fun without you

So I drink until

I fill my brim

But there’s nothing

Fills me up the same

As a tiny word

Broadcast across the sea

And should I go out

To dance tonight?

Well my two left feet

Need your two right

Or I’ll spin around

In circles endlessly

The fun stuff

Is not so fun without you

Well the city was born

Bright blue today

And I whistled through

The sunlit streets

And my empty hand

Felt cold and unused

And I’m quite all right

I get by just fine

I’m not depressed

Not most of the time

It’s just the fun stuff

Is much less fun without you

The fun stuff

Is much less fun without you

Frightened Rabbit Lump Street

In a commissioned town, on Lump Street

The brick-hard boy repeats a scripted lie

Eyes to the ground on Lump Street

There’s a broken jaw behind the dog-tooth smile

The grunt and moan behind the night here

Though breath is warm, sex is cold

Nothing is grown on Lump Street

Each piece is fired inside a broken mould

Do you want more

unshapely love?

What you waiting for?

Cut out that lump

She tore his tongue out at the end of Lump Street

She liked to see the blood beneath his skin

He wore her muscles, kissed the bruising

Away

Away

Do you want more

unshapely love?

What you waiting for?

Cut out that lump

He’s a full-grown man, no shoulder to cry on

raised by wolves and they taught him to bite down hard

No locks on the doors no corner to hide in

scars like armour, dead boys eyes

She’s a Lump Street girl, with a blade in her brow

Raised by the state but they tore it all down

They fucked and they fought but it still felt right

Run away from these orange Lump Street lights

Get together now

Find hope

There is a life beyond the one you already know

Get together now

Build a home

There is life beyond the one you already know

Frightened Rabbit Old Old Fashioned

I’ll turn off the TV

It’s killing us we never speak

There’s a radio in the corner

It’s dying to make us see

So give me soft, soft static

With a human voice underneath

And we can both get old fashioned

Put the brakes on these fast, fast wheels

Oh let’s get old fashioned

Back to how things used to be

If I get old, old fashioned

Would you get old, old fashioned with me?

Put the wall clock in the top drawer

Turn off the lights so we can see

We will waltz across the carpet

1-2-3-2-2-3

So give me the soft, soft static

Of the open fire and the shuffle of our feet

We can both get old fashioned

Do it like they did in ’43

Oh let’s get old fashioned

Back to how things used to be

If I get old, old fashioned

Would you get old, old fashioned with me?

So give me soft, soft static

We won’t need no electricity

If we both get old fashioned

We won’t have to rely on our memories

Oh let’s get old fashioned

Back to how things used to be

If I get old, old fashioned

Would you get old, old fashioned with me?

Frightened Rabbit Living In Colour

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even in the blackout, I know

I am floating, I, I am floating

With my eyes closed, with no sails

I am soaking, I, I am weathered

By the winter of mixed drinks

Am I dancing, am, am I nervous?

Simply spinning in my own grave

You were asking, you, you were asking

And with two steps, I’m saved

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even in the blackout, I know

Weeks gone by, I was weak

I was paler than a pine box that holds bones

She poked the iris, then she pierced a hole

And watched the colour rush forth

Modern Madonna, who held my head in

Warm hands with pink nails

Mark my mouth

Whisper that the sickness will go away

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even in the blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even as I blackout, I know

And though I dreamt with a rapid eye

By day I hope to rapidly die

And have my organs laid on ice

Wait for somebody that would treat them right

And as the night started swallowing

You put the blood to my blue lips

Forced the life through still veins

Filled my heart with red again

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even in the blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour, living

Even as I blackout, I know

Living in colour, living in colour

I can see the paint on your toes

Living in colour

Even as I blackout, I know