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Round Our Way

by Burning Condors

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1.
'Dirty Girl Blues' Teen rites of passage was built for the masses Appearances to deceive Caught yourself falling that don’t come with a warning A cute trip for you to think that you’ll be playing me Well doll I been in this game too long I know I got got what you need It’s what you want And I don’t mean to be cruel mean to be unkind But I aint some young fool sure as hell aint blind The time has come to cut the shit Before we lose our minds It’s always hard to wear battle scars My past might cut you the same But control girl no need to feel insecure I’ll teach you so good you’ll be thinking your names lady luck Learnt those teasing tricks getting kicks out dicing at the players club Though I know this big world’s left you lost confused Wanna know the big scoop? We’re all scared to lose But don’t wanna play pretend like you got the dirty girl blues You see that playtime girl with the boys Wishing you could be so cool Thinking it’s control when to stay or go Don’t you know she aint the running the show That girl never gets what she wants That girl never gets what she needs But the penny only starts to drop When she’s getting to her feet from her knees That girl never gets what she wants That girl never gets what she needs But the penny only starts it’s little drop When she’s getting to her feet from her knees
2.
Killing Time 04:11
'Killing Time' I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold Shakes on the floor Should be hotting up inside your bed Beg me back to your party Then you turn your little go go lights to red See them queuing up to ride your merry go round I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now Won’t you please turn on your fire Been left out in the cold Been left out in the cold This aint a heartbreak Just cherry faced coz you mugged me off Searching 24 hours Coz you gone and shut your late night doors Only hear the screams from the boy on the scene I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now You better go give me your fire Before I burn you six foot down I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold It’s killing time It’s killing time, gonna leave you cold Just killing time And the weather aint easy Should be making loving time Here I’m shaking on the floor arse freezing I followed your string and that aint right Well you won’t see it coming either baby now it’s time It’s killing time, It’s killing time
3.
'Round Our Way' Kids are waking up in towns they’ll live in till they die Scared of different faces Not you mate, you’re alright You’re alright coz you think the same And this is what it means living in my 21st century suburban neighbourhood You know our youngest Charlie boy he got into a fight Heard it was a gang of coloureds went and pulled a knife He’s a lad, you know how lads play Remember when our streets were safe, kids could roam and play around our neighbourhood No they just can’t handle change Nostalgia clouding once again They only blame coz they’re afraid Think everybody should be the same Had a word with Mick the fish up the building site You know Roy from the bookies, always boozing with black Mike The Poles gone priced him out the game, such a shame Who’s gonna feed the wife and kids, his granddad fought the blitz for this old neighbourhood Well come on lads let’s have a beer and drink away here’s to our good old neighbourhood This town we’ll live in till we die
4.
'Polka Dot Girl' She’s telling me it’s Primark But I don’t mind at all The way it hugs her sexy skin I tell the girl “You’re gonna make me fall” Oh because she’s my polka dot girl She likes to keep her shoes on When we’re dancing slow Smiling as she drops her dress On ma-ma-my bedroom floor Oh because she’s my polka dot, ma-my polka dot, ma-ma-my polka dot, she’s my polka dot girl The dance floor’s packed from the front to the back K-kiss me now baby and don’t look back Your hands in mine, I kiss your breath, maybe your name I will never ever forget Go hit me guitar ow yeah Looking right into her eyes She tells me I’m her one Oh come on now girl, take a bow girl Why d'ya have to go destroy what’s fun Oh because she’s my polka dot girl Go bleed your polka dots all over my face Come bleed your polka dots all over my face Just bleed your polka dots Just bleed your polka dots Come bleed your polka dot, pa-polka-dot pa-po-ow because she’s my polka dot, ma-my polka dot, ma-ma-my polka dot, she’s my polka dot girl
5.
'Love on the Rocks' Going home never alone the type of girl you think you know When it’s through who’s used up who, play the game girl not afraid to lose Oh my girl, you know she can pick and choose I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks Just a dog go grab the lead, she’ll take only what she needs Tip of my tongue tasting so sweet, in the morning kick me out to the street Aint got time for bye bye baby blues I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks Morning sun slap my face, last nights mask long out of place Think I caught a dose, those Sunday morning blues I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love Oh it’s time to shake and move on, oh you gotta shake and move on Just shake and move it on, oh you gotta shake and move on It’s time to shake and move on, oh you gotta shake and move on oh you gotta shake and move it on, oh baby just shake I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love
6.
Honey Trap 04:34
'Honey Trap' This town aint big enough For the three of us And though I know I shouldn't play away so close to home I fell into your honey trap I should've jumped the hell back This house is getting strained Since you started up your games The thrill is gone Though I'm here I'm just nervously hanging on I fell into your honey trap Lord take me back I've had about enough Wasted all my lies up I'm running out of luck My lies are getting tied A noose around my neck Now I'm hung out to dry You just laugh as you twist in the knife Such a vindictive girl Although your butter wouldn't melt Lord knows what I'm to do I got it all to lose I shoulda seen through you Seen that this was a honey trap A honey trap I should've jumped the hell back Oh I should've run But I got caught up What have I gone and done What have I got into I'm the one with it all to lose Should've told you we we're through Now I'm running out of luck Wasted my nine lives up I just could not get enough
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Love is Dead 02:46
'Love is Dead' She wants to know if I’ll take her back I wish I could I wish I could But when it hit us we just cracked Tore us apart it tore my heart out Aint that a kick in the head like Dean said now that love is dead Remember when we used to be friends Down to the end down to the end Started faking it to pretend That we could last if we’d get past it Now cut the thread red rag bull raging in my head The whiskey bottle is running dry I gotta find a new way to get high Now that love is dead Break The whiskey bottle is running dry Too many nights on the dice comes a price Now that love is dead Now love is dead, Now love is dead Did you hear a word I said Now love is dead, Now love is dead Did you hear a word I said Let’s break from this living hell Now love is dead, Now love is dead I wrote a letter my pen bled Now love is dead, Now love is dead Did you hear a word I said Let’s break from this living hell Now love is dead, Now love is dead This living hell Now love is dead, Now love is dead This living hell Let’s break from this living hell
8.
'Twisted Kind of Bliss' That’s right baby now keep on walking on Screaming your heart out it means nothing now Running your mouth last bells are calling out When you’re on the juice you just keep on talking on You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? I’m sick and tired of running after you One day you’re up the next you’re giving out the blues I swear now god I must’ve paid out all my dues You still tryna play that I don’t care for you When I clearly do You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? All I can do is wrong Hear my silent sigh, when you’re putting that face on I don’t know what I’m supposed to do I can’t stand it but I, I keep falling back to you You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? Yeah you got a way I can’t resist I said god aint this some twisted kind of bliss?
9.
Knockout 04:20
'Knockout' I got your girlfriend lying in my bed Aint she a knockout About as good as it gets That girl’s a knockout Ooohhh she’s a wild one Her hip leather whips like a shot from a gun As my head hits the floor for the count for the knockout Your girl’s tracing down my chest But hands on lock-down She’s nicotine I need a fix I just can’t cut her out Got the keys to the heavens Satanico tease escape trick ‘fore I’m done My head hit’s the floor for the count for the knockout Her eyes lit up when I walked in the room Sensed her bedevilment know you did too How does it feel man it must turn you green Knowing your pretty little city cowgirl is riding round town on me Little rockabilly queen doll of the Dalston scene Rocking tattoos wearing lucky 13 Drinking bourbon dressed in red Wrapped pins tight in fishnets Oh then she b-b-b-b-bites I got your girlfriend lying in my bed Oh what a woman Left a tattoo up on my neck As she draws my blood up Man you can’t tame a wild one You can’t please your girl sorry son when we’re done Her head hits the floor for the count for the knockout
10.
'Last Train Home' Come fall down, this concrete bed we’ll rest left seeing stars Your hourglass shakes, morning’s breaking like a heart Such a little joker, well this ones on me don’t recognise myself It’s getting late, you turn your sarcastic face We go chasing the last train home Left praying won’t somebody save me from Work in the morning I should’ve known Coz every night I’m out with you I’m always chasing the train home I should’ve known better Than playing games starting at your breakfast club Well just fuck it now, might as well ride it out We go chasing the last train home Left praying for someone to save me from Work in the morning I should’ve known Coz every night I’m out with you I’m always chasing that train home I got your back when everything is through Now listen little rudgegirl no telling what we’re gonna do Coz this night is getting old but acting young, I’m feeling oh so young Kidding like we’re gonna gonna gonna get on We go chasing the last train home We go chasing the last train home We go chasing, we go chasing, we go chasing on We go chasing the last train All on the long road All on the long road home Kidding that we’re gonna gonna gonna get on I gotta gotta gotta get on Kidding that we ‘re gonna gonna gonna get on Well I gotta get on the last train
11.
'Bringing Back the Blues' People time to dance We got moon and stars Though I can’t hear bad penny shaking her curves in my penny jar I keep grinding Quench my lust See my city rust London town my love I’ll paint your face up with desert dust Your soul’s been hiding We’ve still been here grinding I’m hearing “what the hell are you doing boys, the time for work is through” I say “our time has just begun it’s why we’re bringing back the blues” Never had time for the indie scene £50 haircut, skinny jeans Band geeks try’na tell you what is cool Who are they to say that the blues are through? Keep on wishing Can’t see what they’re missing Tommy’s time to cut them down 1,2,3,4 1,2,3,4 1,2,3,4 1,2,3,4 1,2,3,4 Come come take a look around Condors burning up this town Band geeks telling me what’s cool? Our sound will blow away your crew We’re Burning Condors baby

about

British four piece Burning Condors' debut album ‘Round Our Way’ was released on 9th September 2013 through Snakehand Records. The band’s hard hitting sound has seen some corners of the bloggersphere citing them as leaders of a new guitar punk movement, with Sound of Confusion proclaiming ‘...there's a new [generation] waiting for visceral guitar music like this…Burning Condors will be the ones that bring it to them.’

Drawing inspiration from both sides of the Atlantic, ‘Round Our Way’ was recorded in Nashville, Tennessee. The album features a performance by session legend Dave Roe (double bassist for Johnny Cash’s band Tennessee Three), whilst Col JD Wilkes (Legendary Shack Shakers and The Dirt Daubers) guests on ‘Honey Trap’, the band’s debut single which has received airplay in the US and across Europe.

With a show described as a ‘…blues infused maelstrom…’ (Joyzine), Burning Condors’ commitment to laying it all on the line for the live show almost led to the album never seeing the light of day. Only a few weeks before the Nashville recording sessions, frontman Marcus ‘Tommy’ Thompson suffered a collapsed lung on stage at the legendary London live venue 12 Bar Club and immediate surgery was required – but only after finishing the show!

Alongside their devotion to their craft as musicians, Burning Condors place a great deal of importance on supporting their music with visual art, collaborating with emerging photographers, artists and illustrators from London’s exciting art scene. Fresh from providing unique designs on a limited run of vinyl for the band's single ‘Love on the Rocks’, the cover art for ‘Round our Way’ was designed by prolific East London based electrical tape artist Benjamin Murphy who has recently worked with ‘The Kills’.

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released September 9, 2013

Tracks 1, 2, 3, 7, 8, 9 & 10 written by Matthew Edun
Tracks 5 & 6 written by Matthew Edun & Chris Church
Track 4 written by Marcus Thompson & Matthew Edun
Track 11 written by Matthew Edun, Marcus Thompson & Chris Church

All tracks arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson / Matthew Edun / Chris Church / Rory Littlebury)

Ft. Col JD Wilkes (blues harp and keys) on tracks 6, 9 & 11 and Dave Roe on track 11 (double bass).

Recorded at Stainless Sound, Nashville, Tennessee.
Engineered by Steve Mabee.
Produced by Mark Robertson & Burning Condors
Artwork by Benjamin Murphy.

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Fresh on the Net described Burning Condors' debut single ‘Honey Trap’ as “...dirty in a good way...” whilst God is in the TV hailed “...a howling haunted victim of love no more”. Joyzine was equally impressed, describing Burning Condors' sound as using “...a modern art punk filter to come up with something fresh and new. Imagine Nick Cave sipping whiskey with John Spencer in a Hoxton dive bar.” ... more

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