NAMES

by Johnny Foreigner

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an alcopop/swerp release

The Alcopop (UK) release has tracks 1,2 and 4 and comes with a set of 6 exclusive big badges.
The Swerp (US) release has tracks 1, 3 and 4 and comes with an exclusive NAMES tshirt hand coloured by good robot

recorded and produced by Dominique James, Birmingham
mastered by Larry Lachmann, NY

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released 01 November 2012

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Track Name: maybe daniel's all the push i need
fake tales of the program girls, they just want to get wrecked on what little they earn. if they ask you, who stole the money? who's got the bloodiest eyes? standing on the edge of the bleed, maybe daniel's all the push i need. some nights i sit out back with the dutch guys, and i'm ashamed!

can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky is like the fucking apocalypse, watch as metropolis burns. control the drama, you know
that he'll always take you

you know he'll take you back soon

so we heard back that there was a third, his hands in her skirt while the second observed, that there were sangria toasts to the hosts of a greatful nation. and maybe tomorrow is our last day on earth, maybe the army's only here cos the first had heard. i cancel my shift as drones buzz the stadium.

and i should tell lauren that the dutch guys are just sharks.so what if they are? it's only natural, you know that he'll always take you

you know he'll take you back soon

and i wonder what the past must sound like to her? all those bitter songs that i put so much faith in. i listened so loud that my ears are still ringing and it's barely enough to stop me from breaking
(pass that torch we're all olympians) now.
Track Name: killing in the name
how it's always some guy named tom, or sam, or jonny without the h. and he slips in the back story calm as the record as plays out. less what he's worked for and more what he's owed

i don't want the stars from you, i don't mind that everything's ending
i don't want the stars from you, i don't want the stars (frozen imploded, whole galaxies die alone, i don't want the stars)

so since i'm dropping names then i invoke the ghost of chloe, caved in from the hotel lobby and this was her reply:
-i don't care about your girlfriend, i don't care for london
there's no conversation, never contact me again-
so i stalked her, i found her, and god she looks happier, borne on the strong arms of men she adores

i don't want the stars from you, i don't mind that everything's ending
i don't want the stars from you, i don't want the stars (frozen imploded, whole galaxies die alone, i don't want the stars)

take your old life; dropped your crutches, found the friends that don't pick you up aren't your friends at all. take it.

i don't want the (YOU DON'T GET TO SAY IT YOU DON'T GET TO SAY IT) stars. i don't want the stars from you, i don't mind that everything's ending. i don't want the stars from you, i don't want the stars. i don't want the stars from you, i don't want the stars (frozen imploded, whole galaxies die alone, hey don't get in that car)
Track Name: o when will this honeymoon end?
no credit, no cash, no id, no idea, just a neat trick that makes the bouncers disappear, and as the moonlight floods the concourse she vowed
to fight gravity

by august, everybody knows of your tessellated hopes

even as a smart girl, even with your good luck, even with your friends i worry. even with your fists balled tight thru all these nights and all these chances.
there's always chances

so sophie was quick, she felt the wave coming, saw a pattern emerge, packed and started running, and as the airport shrunk behind her she vowed
to stay angry

october, everybody's spent, knowing what you tempt

even as a smart girl, even with your good luck, even with your friends i worry. even with your fists balled tight thru all these nights and all these chances.
there's always chances.

all these nights and all these chances, always, all these nights and all these chances, always, all these nights and all these chances, all these nights and all these chances always, all these nights and all these chances, all these nights and all these chances always, all these nights and all these chances, all these nights and all these chances, all these nights and all these chances, all these nights and all these chances.

even as a smart girl, even with your good luck, even with your friends in tow, i worry, even with your keys balled into in your fists.
Track Name: 3 hearts
stop making sense, god knows i've tried, i've skewed the axes wide but this is an unsolvable theoretical equation, every printout i get reads doom doom doom then i die.

so you never believe in the ones who say it won't hurt. you won't remember the cracks but you'll know when it's burst, and hey i never want to scare you but it only ever gets worse.

stop making sense, god knows i've tried, and i've been avoiding your eyes, since we're both the same kind of awkward, we just shuffle forward, shuffle forward and sssh

you won't remember the cracks in the dam but you'll know when it's burst. you won't remember much but you'll never forget the worst
so if we're going to hang out, won't you show me how your life works

we salute those who navigate the dark. celebrating friends, making families work. we are islands in undiscovered seas, we'll forever be separated, three hearts.

and sometimes YOU JUST KNOW.

stop making sense, god knows i've tried but i've been dreaming about you, how we'd probably mess it up for each other. i like her city too much, she reads my poetry too proudly

so you never believe in the ones who say it won't hurt. you won't remember the cracks but you'll know when it's burst, and hey i never want to scare you but it only ever gets worse.

stop making, stop making sense, don't think i haven't tried, don't make me namecheck those guys, those over wrought desolate late nights, and really what right does anyone have to obstruct the dreams of the ones they love and what arrogance does it take to assume that those dreams include you?

you won't remember the cracks in the dam but you'll know when it's burst. you won't remember much but you'll never forget the worst
so if we're going to hang out, won't you show me how your life works

we salute those who navigate the dark, celebrating friends, making families work. we are islands in undiscovered seas, we'll forever be separated, three hearts