"Expectant Bachelor" genre: Indie Pop/Lo Fi
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	CD: Everyday Things Credits: All material by BBC
	Story Behind the Song Obsession... 'G' drives through tinsel town tainted with 2.5ghz of taupe tassles. Crowd-watching and systematically peeling the personalities away from their fashionable skins he sneers atthese shallow minds burnt out with hi-tech lifestyles. A Neanderthal in sportwear gibbers into his mobile loud enough for all to hear the chest beating conversation. 'G' considers running the monkey over, but of course knows better. His CD kicks in and plays a song he remembers...now why can't she just go away? Lyrics Buckled up, sat down. Kicked back, turned around. Saw you, who saw me. Looked down - struggled. Stood up, watched the time. Looked around, you saw me. I mirrored you. Spun my glass. You checked your nails - coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time, you’ll share this life). (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. Outside, in the car. Buckled up, silenced. Night lights. Rain falls. Tramp sleeps - humbled. Wing glass, reflects you. Walk by, high-heeled. Car light, beckons you. You took his hand - coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time, you’ll share this life). (Maybe in time) coupled (Maybe in time) coupled. (Maybe in time) coupled. These city lights of amber and lime. Bury the past in amber and lime. Moments drift by, on time. In sync but outsized, this time. The right face, the right place. Wrong time. Caught by the rush, in time. Traffic lights. Silk dress. Cow hides, cost less. Neanderthals, on mobiles (This is what it means to me). Sportswear drinkers. Uninspired thinkers. Patronised Ageists (Tommy’s got a small gun). Big-mouthed, cage-monkey, unaware of quality. (Look at what she’s done to me). I don’t mean to be spiteful. It’s just a chemical reaction caused by pain - caused by fear. It’s not as bad as it used to be. There was a time when a tune just filled my head (I govern nothing). Her song rains on. Her song reigns. Words & music: © Big Blue Car 2002

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