One day we will be good and know a lot of songs but for now this is all we got:
Johnny B Goode (Chuck Berry)
Buddy Holly (Weezer)
Pretty Little Ditty (RHCP)
Last Nite (The Strokes)
Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Queen)
Eight Days A Week (The Beatles)
Outlook (The Bridges original)
Mardy Bum (Arctic Monkeys)
I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor (Arctic Monkeys)
Say It Ain't So (Weezer)
Jack And The Beanstalk (The Bridges Original)
Fake Tales Of San Francisco (Arctic Monkeys)
Fit But You Can't 'Av Her (The Bridges original)
Dani California (RHCP)
Outlook by Josh Oxley
A reason for what can’t be known
I guess you’re on your own
I looked but never wondered, oh dear
And now my guilt is shown
A prophecy for simple minds
A bible for our truth
Singing out the Hare Krishna
Amidst violent youth
Oh, oh, oh get screwed, get laid
Do your job, get paid
It’s simple but it’s still outlook on life
On life
A melody constructed
A simple flowing tune
It starts and then it ends but you know
What you gonna do?
Not often treated me unkind
Though maybe once or twice
But there’s adventure in between
Our own ‘Miami Vice’
Oh, oh, oh come on – what ya say?
We’ll each go our own way
It’s simple but it’s still outlook on life
On life
A prophecy for simple minds
A bible for our truth
Singing out the Hare Krishna
Amidst violent youth
Oh, oh, oh come on follow me
Now this you need to see
It’s simple but it’s still outlook on life
On life
Drunken Ballad For The Broken-Hearted by James Spacie
Verse 1
Pushing me down
Pushing me around
I’m a northern boy
Forgotten by the rest of the world
Common as muck
My girl aint as such
Oh how I love her so
With her long brown hair
Her big brown eyes, piercing stare
Cos I’m a northern boy
In the end
Chorus.
Lean… on me
Take me out to the willow tree
Where once, we would see it
But if you can’t then believe it baby
Cos were, not that different,
But why should that be a shame?
So use it, and fill it,
I’d keep you out of the rain.
Verse 2
She’s fucked off with him
Cos he’s older than me
I’ve got everything he has
Maybe more…
But who am I to judge
What you do, who I am
That’s not me
I am what I am
You are what you are
Don’t change
Never change
Don’t be angry…
I need your love…
Verse 3
But now he’s gone she’s open for love,
I hope it’s me that will give
Give it all for you,
Open ended heart
Unwritten tales of what id do for you,
A story for the future
If you say yes
If you’ll be mine,
Who knows?
Just the one line.
Verse 4
So ill watch the sun go down
Close my eyes to your heart
Forever lost
Or maybe?
One big pull to pull you through
To the open
Untie this knot
And show those eyes
Open them wider, wide as ever
It stops raining eventually…
Face Flat by Alex Edmond
Open doors and windows
And let the clean air in
Start over and again
Back where I begin
Cos I want to enlighten
The things that aren’t so clear
Cloudy skies must disappear
and not come around here
You think no point in that
You think no point in anything
You cant see the fact
For you I’d fall face flat
Tripping over backwards
Backwards over you
If opposite poles can attract
Then why cant me and you
Sittin round and waiting
And you’re not even here
Wasting my time searching
For things that aren’t quite near
My images of you
Inbedded in my head
You are my sweetheart
I never will be led
Lines And Cones by Alex Edmond
Place your bets everyone
And away we go
He’s the father of a son
He’d rather not know
And the feelings the same
In these places again
But how the fuck did we wind up here?
Not knowing nowt new and not
Learning owt old
I'd rather be in the sun than
Out in the cold
Oh the tractions are turning
And the visions are blurring
What have they done with the facts?
But apparently this place is where its at
And the hang around with youngers seem to have a laff
But they know that this feelin they have will not last
They’re all be coming round soon and its comin fast
So get out of this while you still can
Get out they did , they fuckin ran
They all did one into the safety zones
Stop police lines and stop police cones
The positive reactions and
The negative flaws
Everyone thinks hes cool
'Cos he's smoking draw
Oh the sheep are flocking
And their time is tocking
But what has he got in his life that’s worth?
The coppers are chasing him
Between the streets
He's gonna get locked up for
At least two nites
Oh hes in the cop van
And he wishes he ant ran
But how the fuck did he wind up there?
But according to them this is a good time at
He’s nineteen, she’s fifteen we’ll leave it at that
She says that she loves him, but she loves his car
He says that its easy, fuck going to far
So get out of this while you still can
Get out they did, they fuckin ran
They all did one into the safety zones
Stop police lines and stop police cones
All Lyrics copyright to The Bridges.© 2006
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