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The Football Club (EP)

by The Football Club

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I got drunk, booked a one way flight, Hitched a ride from Reservoir to Northcote. I felt alone, wrote a letter home, All it said on the page was ‘how are you?’ You were my mission, that lonesome night, A true religion that I could believe in. I was too sick to go, so we just traded blows, And every bone in my body was screaming. Maybe I should think of something else, Maybe I should think a little less about myself. I don’t believe anything you say, But it sure is nice to have a place to stay. You reply, you say “so do I" In some misguided attempt to validate me, You mean well baby, I can tell, It’s just you make me feel like I shouldn’t be complaining. And I never thought, that the demons I fought, Could be something someone might desire. I scratched my throat, rolled up a ten dollar note, And you spoke into my ear, and it sounded just like a choir< Maybe I should think of something else, Maybe I should think a little less about myself. I don’t believe anything you say, But it sure is nice to have a place to stay. Oh, it’s all for nothing, But all these promises are only half of what you’re breaking When you take the quick fix, take the easy way.
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I’m a mess as I catch the train from Preston to the City, It’s too early for a piece of shit like me to be awake. I grab a seat beside two junkies playing tonsil hockey, Six live mice inside her hoody drinking Diet Coke out of her hand. A heavily accented, disembodied, female voice Comes loud and far from clear over the speaker system stating that there Might be some delay, some bastard threw themselves onto the tracks The businessmen and women sigh and check their phones and watches God, I don’t even know you. Two more junkies sit down with them, chill - I’m feeling like a victim still I shift and shudder in my seat until they all get off at Clifton Hill. My eyes are getting heavy as I reach my destination, I get off at Flinders Street to buy some coffee from a service station. I can not drink it though I’m trynna, but then I’m hit with a reminder That there’s a subtle taste of roaches in the coffee grinder It smells like vomit, and I cannot bear to swallow more But guess I can't complain, man - I got what I paid a dollar for. God, I don’t even know you. I go outside, and then I come back home But when I wake up, I don’t feel so alone. You are waiting at my door. And you say. God, I don’t even know you
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I want to meet you in the morning, and we can talk about whatever’s on your mind But if it doesn’t seem important, we can catch the Hurstbridge back to mine. And you can show me something tragic; I want to hear some of the songs you wrote When you weren’t so emotional. And God put his everything into you, Stood back and watched what you would do, And he shook his head to see you move, The other way. I had a really nice time tonight. You made me feel like I’m alright, And that someone else knows what its like To feel this way; I can’t explain. I want to meet you in the morning, and we can talk about whatever’s in your head. We can grab a cup of coffee, or we can share a pack of cigarettes instead. Cause when the honeymoon is over, there won’t be anyone to sit me down And tell me I’m too young to die. And God knows you’re terrified of the burn That comes with each lesson you learn. And he shook his head to see you turn, The other way. And it’s alright baby, make your move I’m just as terrified as you. But I love each tiny thing you do, I can’t explain, you’re in my veins. I can’t explain, you’re in my veins.
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I ran for the train today, I made it through those metal doors as they were closing on my face, And I smiled in relief, at the people in their seats Like a runner from Chariots of Fire. I went to shops today, I watched the people as they struggled with the self-service to pay. And the man in front of me, who worked for years as an MD Calls the 16yo check out girl to come To help him scan a box of condoms. And I didn’t think about you once, I paid for my things and I just kept going, As long as I keep my mind I won’t be Never alone again. I went to a film today, I sat front and centre by myself in a romantic comedy But the thing you don’t see after the credits leave the screen Is that the couple break up after like a week Cause who would want to live that happily? And I didn’t think about you once, I walked to the train and I just kept going, As long as I keep my mind I won’t be Never alone again. I saw all my friends today, We picked up our guitars and we pretended we could play. And we’re all kinda dumb, and we’re all kinda fucked up But I wouldn’t want it any other way Not for all the tea in China, not for all the bad espresso in Footscray.

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The first EP from Footscray-based folk-punk band The Football Club.

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released November 18, 2015

On this recording, THE FOOTBALL CLUB is

Lee Jackievic - drums
Jonathan Keeling - bass
Thad Paperello - lead guitar + backing vocals
Leah Romero - rhythm guitar + backing vocals
Ruby Markwell - lead vocals + acoustic guitar

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The Football Club Footscray, Australia

The Football Club are a folk-punk band from Footscray. They sing sad songs with big drunken choruses and heaped mouthfuls of words, telling stories on topics like sexuality, gender, friendship, and cheap red wine.

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