Teenagers - Ex Cops



     
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Teenagers Lyrics


Here we are still,
Stucked in a crowd,
Revolutions, hearts full of doubt.You fall in time,
No windows, a casino.
You plead on me
This dress is so expensiveIf you go into the city,
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take a picture, congratulationsStay so clean, picture obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, picture obscene
I was on the dark side of your dream
With an empty stomach,
Your favorite scene
But you can't afford me.Take a sad song, your making it worse
You publicize, tragic life
Can never be cursedYou try to die,
But your faking, and not aching

Come see 'bout me and my best friends
They're beyond it.If you go into the city,
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take a picture, congratulationsStay so clean, picture obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, picture obscene
I was on the dark side of your dream
With and empty stomach,
Your favorite sceneIf you go into the city,
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Make it hard to limitation
Take a picture, congratulations
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Borrowing from the wispy sounds of vintage Sarah Records and Flying Nun artists, Brooklyn, New York’s Ex Cops is the project of Brian Harding (ex-Hymns) and and Amalie Bruun (ex-Minks).
Formed in 2011 the duo self-released a short-run, homespun CD-EP of hazy, lo-fi recordings featuring Harding’s opaque bedroom-pop songwriting juxtaposed with the duo’s sun-kissed harmonies. Their John Siket-produced (Yo La Tengo, Sonic Youth) debut, True Hallucinations, due out January 22 via Other Music Recording Co.

Read more about Ex Cops on Last.fm.


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