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Busy with my Head EP

by Tiago Saga

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Brian Miller Not so freaky freak folk. Really nice to get into! Favorite track: Tongue = Gun.
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1.
Poles Apart 03:25
Come to meet ya when you're all down and out We're not used to the situation of having nothing to talk about Oh how the silence can be so much louder than a shout Two people in the same room but Poles Apart Why would you say you wanted more When all I see is your heart's getting sore I put Lou Reed on, take a Walk on the Wild Side As per usual we both remark, that's my favourite song of all time You say it's the lyrics and I say it's the bass line Why don't we go down to St. James street? Try and find the Brighton version of Miami's Holly Oh wait I forgot, we don't do those adventures anymore Two people Poles Apart - same as before Why would you say you wanted more When all I see is your heart's getting sore Why would you say that you wanted more When all I see is our Love is a chore So we drift on down our own separate ways Take a Walk on the Wild Side still come on, on a good day We will never be Poles Apart for too long Cause we both share the same favourite song.
2.
Tongue = Gun 04:43
Can you imagine the amount of songs that have been played in this room? Can you fathom the amount of orgasms that have come too soon? Can you feel the heat in your feet from the rivers of fire beneath? And when your on the coast can you feel the salt crystals on your cheek? The word is like a gun, the word is like a gun The word is like a gun you can't run from The word is like a gun, from inside your head and off your tongue Won't you sit down with me? No we don't have to speak Awkward silences are productive you see Or at least I thought so Can you feel those ripping tides coming in soon? And all these things are controlled by the mysterious ways of the moon Have you ever felt and heard the perfect resonance? Have you seen what happens when a drop of mercury decides to dance? Won't you sit down with me? No we don't have to speak Won't you smoke one with me? We're not so you anymore We're not talking, only running We're not talking, only running We're not talking, only running Those awkward silences are productive you see? I'd like to think so The word is like a gun, the word is like a gun The word is like a gun you can't run from The word is like a gun, from inside your head and off your tongue The word is like a gun, the word is like a gun The word is like a gun you can't run from The word is like a gun, from inside your head and off your tongue
3.
Spoilt 04:16
And when you finally understood The feelings you can't explain It's like a big fresh white sheet With a big blood stain Thoughts rattle in your mind Like a trolly down the isle Down the biggest shop you've ever been Makes it hard to decide We're so spoilt, when we don't have a thing Getting in the way, of some true living It was those shooting stars and the jangly guitars That made our summer night - take me back To the smells of eucalyptus and the itchy mosquito bites - take me back To when I was too drunk to drive, but we got home in the end. And now the money isn't so good but the air is so pure You can't afford the latest iphone but you can hear a friendly knock on the door My old friend please come in, let's have one for old times And when the smiles hit our face, that's when we know we're alive We're so spoilt, when we don't have a thing Getting in the way, of some true living It was those shooting stars and the jangly guitars That made our summer night - take me back To the smells of eucalyptus and the itchy mosquito bites - take me back To when I was too drunk to drive
4.
To allow your call to come through to me I must press the green button on the screen Though the feeling is gone The manners stay on And Ill answer your call reluctantly So many things have changed but too many things remain the same And while you roll your eyes at the world, the world rolls through space To hold your tongue is to bite your lip But it all comes out in a little slip And what now is will later be a was The generation are lost for words So many things have changed but too many things remain the same And while you roll your eyes at the world, the world rolls through space Hoje em dia ha um grande debate no que diz respeito a lingua que utilizamos para cantar Sou de sangue Ingles, sou de sangue Libanes sou de sangue Espanhol mas a bomba do meu sangue, que algumas pessoas chamam um coracao Ah o meu coracao e Portugues And here we are now all battling it out to get on the underground Were competing Hip Hop with the sounds of Folk Rock - How could one of us win? Were all just different characters in the same film Were all just different characters in the same film

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All songs written and performed by Tiago Saga.

Recorded and Produced by Raphael Esterhazy at N9 Studios in Wavre, Belgium.

Mastered by Nick Lewis at Brighton Mastering, England.

Drums by Edouard Cabuy

Bass by Maxime Honhon

Artwork by Duckproduction

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released April 18, 2016

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