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lyrics

CAROLINE STREET

She half stands up
Slaps her glove
Around the back of her boyfriends neck
Puts her hand on his shoulder
Grabs hold of his shirt
And pulls him up
With such weariness

The Queen of Clubs
Even she’s had enough
Besides the whole place is shutting down
The music has stopped and the DJs sweet talk
Finally settling out on the ground

These long term lovers
They know one another
So well, so they don't need to speak
And the new recruits
Their hands hide their flutes
They still joke and mess around

And the apprentice hard nut
Finally recovers
Steps out of the latrine looking so white
All of these people have one thing in common
They know that this is not the end of their night

CHORUS
They're all going down Caroline Street
Where the hard boys the hippies
And the trendies all meet
The waiters down there
Are rushed right off their feet
But they don't take and trouble
No not down Caroline Street
Where trash and papers
All stick to your feet
And the kids are all huddled round in car seats
And they just mess around each other

Polit-punk drives past
With Mrs French Getyourfun
Looking good and smelling edible
Says ’somethings gonna have to be done…
About this place look… isn't it terrible?’


Jim the toolmaker
Fights with his wife
At least once a week
On a Saturday night
When he gets in late
And she’s laying in bait
And she bites his bloody head off

You’re so stupid
And you’re so dumb
And you’re so this and that
He thinks to himself
I don't have to take this
And he shuts her up with a slap

He goes to the kitchen
And finds nothing there
Sticks his head in the fridge
Runs his fingers through his hair
Says ‘god this women’s good for nothing I swear’
And he’s out and he wakes the children

Desperate hearts
That look for light
Like a moth
On its frantic uncharted flight
Badly cut but still willing to fight
For some sordid if not elusive lover

And the bar apart from anything
Is the same as it was last night
The barmaid smiles like she usually does
Out of habit more than feeling alright

CHORUS
And she's off down Caroline Street
Where the hard boys the hippies
And the trendies all meet
The waiters down there
Are rushed right off their feet
But they don't take any trouble
No not down in Caroline Street
Where food is food
Any food you eat
And the kids are all huddled round in car seats
And they just feeding each other...

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from Harmless Quayside Graffiti, released November 29, 2016
All music, lyrics and artwork by Scale and the Galvanics

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