Tweak's EP

by Tweak

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03:09
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01:50
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03:25

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released June 23, 2012

Recorded by Rich Huxley at The Crypt. Songs by Tweak with lyrics for Banjo Joe by Joe McKenzie.

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Track Name: Malibu
Sit on my righteous shoulder
Try befriend the shame
Hooded figure, walking closer
Don't know it's name

I want what I'll never get

Green is the floor and the mood
Green is the hood
I'm loving how it's changed
And you're loving how you knew it would

I want what I'll never get

Malibu wooooaaaaaahhhh oohhh (x4)

We just need alcohol
To persuade our love
And this campfire helps me
Gather all my thoughts above

I want what I'll never get, yet

Malibu wooooaaaaaahhhh oohhh (x4)

Malibu wooooaaaaaahhhh oohhh (x4)

Abrupt end.
Track Name: Banjo Joe
1, 2, 3, 4
Everybody loves whores
5, 6, 7, 8
I can play the banjo

Banjo
Banjo
Banjo
Banjo
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe

1, 2, 3, 4
Everybody loves whores
5, 6, 7, 8
I can play the banjo

Banjo
Banjo
Banjo
Banjo
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe
Banjo Joe
Track Name: Paladin
Just myself and the sound of the wind
The sound of the wind and the state I'm in
The state I'm in because I didn't win
I didn't win a punch up with a Paladin

A Paladin because he's better than me
More righteous, more holy, but with less eyes to see
How cigarettes, cider, or a cup of tea
Or an illness unrelated to a bag of greed

Can be pleasurable things to an unfound mind
An unfound mind when a girl is so kind

To consider the feelings from a madman's eyes
Or leave him hopeful with unobvious lies
Being mental is in fact a very personal thing
You can't tell anyone or it's attention seeking, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah x3

Somewhat like a clap, but there's no motion involved
And you're froze like a gargoyle 'cos you've never been told
How to love, ask, be bold - nor to not do no right
No, you'll never quite grow to put your nose up his shite

Smoke a pipe, it's great height, like the sky in high flight
Or in this moment I'm so grateful and right
Being mental is in fact a very personal thing
You can't tell anyone or it's attention seeking

Just myself and the sound of the wind
The sound of the wind and the state I'm in

Yeah, yeah, yeah x4