Anyway - The Magistrates

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Pornography
Well, I pretend I can't hang up the phone
'Cause if I do then he gets you
And I'll be in this room alone
Staring at the carpet
Wondering how they made it
And you would say I should not be afraid
I'm better off alone and free
'Cause no one can put up with me
And your mom don't like me either
Now I don't have to meet her
You and me
We end up in catastrophe
But I have got one more thing to add
Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway
I'm so not even worth it

But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway
You're not the type of girl who takes advice
Still all that shit your parents said
Still bouncing round inside your head
"You two will never make it, if you build it, he will break it"
You and me
They sum us up so poignantly
But I have got one more thing to add
Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway
I'm so not even worth it
But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway
Maybe you'll never play the guitar
And maybe you'll never sing in harmony with me
Maybe you can't rock the AC/DC
Well, hell still ain't a bad place to be if you're with me
Anyway
Okay, so I'm a jerk and I'm a weirdo
And even if I'm lucky I'll amount to zero
But I thought that you'd love me anyway
I'm so not even worth it
But baby, no one's perfect
Yeah, I thought that you'd love me anyway
Anyway
And the end goes like this

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The Magistrates

Magistrates strive to their own brand of pop harking to the ambience of Caister
Soul Weekenders and Southend blues parties. The wealth of their influences flip
flops from soul and disco to Chicago house and krautrock, for these records
they’d be set to flog their three swords.
What began as a way to alleviate the boredom of existing in a small English town
has become Magistrates. The band have joined the fleet of Essex musicians
fuelled by aspirations far greater than the expectations of their peers to
create records which could barely be traced to the place of their conception.
Upon formation the band released a demo titled ‘Make This Work’ on their own
imprint of XL recordings, which quickly caught the attention of the likes of
Damon Albarn & Zane Lowe. They have made their rounds on NME tours and festivals
across Europe. While the boys were lapping up the energy of it all the band were
set to tease fans by biding their time before promises of releasing an album.
Since then there have been rumours of a first record but this year is to be the
year. Magistrates' offering comes from a converted cowshed where they have been
recording. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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