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Broken Social Scene
Broken Social Scene


Background information
Origin Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Baroque Pop
Art Rock
Dream Pop
Post-Rock
Years active 1999—present
Label(s) Arts & Crafts
Website Website
Members
Brendan Canning
Kevin Drew
Justin Peroff
Charles Spearin
Andrew Whiteman
Sam Goldberg
Jason Collett
David Newfeld
Leslie Feist
Emily Haines
James Shaw
Evan Cranley
Amy Millan
Ohad Benchetrit
John Crossingham
Martin Davis Kinack
Jo-ann Goldsmith
Bill Priddle
Torquil Campbell
Adam Marvy
Lisa Lobsinger
Julie Penner
Jason Tait
Elizabeth Powell
John McEntire



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Broken Social Scene Album


Broken Social Scene (10/06/2005)
10/06/2005
1.
Our Faces Split the Coast in Half
2.
3.
4.
Finish Your Collapse and Stay for Breakfast
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
Tremoloa Debut
14.
1.
Her Disappearing Theme
2.
3.
Baroque Social
4.
No Smiling Darkness/Snake Charmers Association
5.
6.
7.
Feel Good Lost Reprise
*
All the Gods (Japanese release bonus track)
. . .

Our Faces Split the Coast in Half

[No lyrics]

. . .


Well, I got shot right in the back,
And you were there, you were there
I said I was never coming back,
And you were there, you were there
Well I know the eyelids are under attack
You were there, you were there
Well, it's like the pressure wants to retract
'Cause you were there, you were there

And if God is what they made
Cut their hands off believers
Don't get high on what you create

Well, I saw the Gaza turn into light
And you were there, you were there
All the subtractions made it on time
'Cause you were there, you were there
Well, all the nice boys wait for a sign
You were there, you were there
When I was out on the town, the town
And I needed it, needed it

And if love is what they gave,
Turn wives into healers
Don't get high on what you create
Or it might just steal ya

. . .


It's a shoreline,
and it's high speed,
it's a cruel world,
and it's time

And you're walking away,
oh, where to go to?
and you're walking alone,
oh, how to get through?
if you want to get it all,
you can own what you choose,
but you want to live a lie,
and love what you lose

It's a shoreline,
and it's high speed,
it's a cruel world,
and it's time

While you're walking away,
I will try to get through,
but you've gotta know the lies,
from the lies they told you,
if you try to do it all,
it all will leave you,
if you try to steal the beat,
the beat will steal you

It's coming,
it's coming in hard,
(Repeat 6x's)
it's coming,
it's coming in-

It's a shoreline,
it's high speed,
it's a cruel world,
it's time

It's coming,
it's coming in hard
(Repeat 7x's)

. . .

Finish Your Collapse and Stay for Breakfast

[No lyrics]

. . .


I'm just coming here to come down
I could be here, I could move town
Put my suits right on the guest list
Sign my passport, became weightless

And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up

Drippy street caught me believing
Spilt their eyes on all the ceilings
Forced to live like it's a curfew
Translation: it means I love you

And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up

I'm just coming here to come down
I could be here, I could move town
Forced to live like it's a curfew
Translation: it means I love you

And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up
And I'm all hooked up

. . .


until the day you die
you always admit
you were right
you were wrong
about all of it

fire eyed boy gave them all the slip
fire eyed boy gave them all the slip
if you're gonna come you better make it quick
fire eyed boy gave them all the slip

until the day I die
Columbia by plane biplane
brought us back
back to life
drifted off again

fire eyed boy
fire eyed boy
if you're gonna come you better make it quick
fire eyed boy gets his ass whipped

. . .


All they want is to feel it
All they want is to feel it
All they want is to feel it
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)

All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)
All they want is to feel it
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)

All they want is to feel it

Pull it close, pull it closer, I play it close
Head-to-toes tonight, recognizing the ghost
and the machine getting in between the thought and the finger.
At the brink of an evolution, we're going to linger
Come on!
(OH NO, OH NO, OH NO)
(We won't be what you want to be, OH NO)

. . .


I was
Waiting for you
I was
Standing around
I was
Getting older
I was
Going down

If you always get up late
You'll never be on time
If you always make it after work
ba ba dada
after work

Oh the day never comes
and I stand up
Waiting on

I saw you down there
I know you were tired
I saw you
You looked like a swimmer

I wanna be with you
All of the time
Why can't you satisfy

You look good
but you sound better
you were the best I had

If you always get up late
You're never gonna be on time
If you always get up late
You're never gonna be on time
And that's a shame

Cause I like you
I never see you

. . .


(Check it)

Disappear like I come in your world
Five is a number that I dream about
It looks like it could've been time
But that is a word that I dream about
Oh, felt good to fall life down
Oh, I think you like it, laughed when you came down
Oh, I love the lights that don't turn you to face it
Oh, you can marry my mom but
But you can't get the feel

Hotel

Disappear like a corner in the wall
Five is a number that I dream about
Sleep looks like a mescaline sun
But calm is a word that I dream about
Oh, felt good to fall life down
Oh, I think you like it, laughed when you came down
Oh, I love the lights that don't turn you to face it
Oh, you can marry my mom but
But you can't get the feel

Hotel
Hotel

. . .


Let me take you on, we'll get high just a little
Try to surface the calm, we don't come inside

Has it brought you closer to this?
Yeah, has it brought you closer to this?
And is it coming alive? Try to believe it
Was the question a point? I don't want your love
Has it brought you closer to this?
Yeah, has it brought you closer to this?

We've got eyes that leave us in places we don't see
We've got eyes that leave us in places we don't see

Let me take you on, we'll get high just a little
It kinda takes the joy away, we don't come at all

. . .


Does it come in cages? Does it come in threes?
I'm tripping on all the time, I'm tripping on high seas
Never the car ride, and never the key
I've always been failing, but not on my knees

And you wanna believe it, and you wanna conceive
There's a different suggestion
I know that I'll belie-e-e-e-eve

And you wanna fuck this
Right between the knees
Get a little bit bloody
What does it have to do with me-e-e-e-e?

But I really don't wanna think about those things anymore
No I really don't wanna think about those things, oh
I really don't wanna think about those things anymore
And I don't really think about those things

There's a section for babies
Was it making believe?
They get you like creature's cocks
Get you like creature's creeds

I've never been sailing
Not unless it's the sea
A typical lazy eye
Staring for you and me

And you wanna collect it
And you wanna conceive
Get it all connected
With you and you and me-e-e-e-e

And I love the darkness
It's what happened to me
I was talking about stuff
I cannot belie-e-e-e-eve

I really don't wanna think about those things anymore
I really don't wanna think about those things
I really don't wanna think about those things anymore
And I don't wanna think about those things
I don't really think about those things
I really don't wanna think about those things anymore

I really don't wanna think about those things
I really don't wanna think about those things anymore
And I don't wanna think about those things

This is super-connected
It's time to le-e-e-e-eave
This is super-connected
It's time to le-e-e-e-eave
This is super-connected

. . .


(Put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes in the corner)

My favorite band, is a witch.
Find themselves in poet corners, and they still like to dick.
It's of course, they're afraid. It's a fine, complicate.
You can find, demonstrate. Slip along, demon ways.

My favorite band, is a witch.
Find themselves with perfect mornings, and they still try to live.
The menstration. Pull it surprised a masterbation. A little morning cries
I wish on thievery of corners. Admit the cries I know he's saying I know he's saying so tired

They'll have to put the little kids in the corner with there eyes and face on the floor.
You're so fucked up now. You're fucked up now.

Put the little kids in the corner with their eyes and face on the floor.
Put the little kids in the corner with their eyes and face on the floor.

I know you want me to keep on going
You want me to keep on going.

And you know wherever I am..

. . .

Tremoloa Debut

[No lyrics]

. . .


its all gonna break.
when i was a kid, you fucked me in the ass
but i took my pen to paper and i passed
you know i love the shit cause the shit it tastes so good,
i got pastures waiting in the woods.........
cause its all gonna break
its all gonna break
treat me like a sign, sounds like so/oh well
i know times like these are the hell
and when you do the tricks, the tricks look so good
i got buried rumors waiting in the woods,
and they try to climb awake
and call me over,
skies they rape and skies are sober.
minds they fake and minds rolled over
it's good, it's good, it's good.

i know that you're dying
i know that it's true
i know theres seven thousand things you rather be and rather do,
and i know that you fuck what you love
and you love what you fuck.

i'll keep them out girl, i'll keep it true
i'll do anything inside the skin of you
cause i know that the sound of your heart
is a god i can trust,
like a man,
not a boy
i don't love i just fight with the violence in ourselves
its all gonna break
and you all want the lovely music to save your lives
and you all want the lovely music to save your lives
keep it coming
their is no lie to save your life
keep it coming
this is the lie to save your life
why are you always fucking ghosts
why are you always fucking ghosts
why.........
it's been such a long
life that we trust
your heart is a whore
and love is just lust.
you want what you can't
and you can't cause of fear
we've got to get
out of here
why are you always.........
its been and it settles down and fights to love.
its all gonna break.

. . .

Her Disappearing Theme

[No lyrics]

. . .


Mouth's like a Cigarette
hooked on a fever
so devils settle down
mind is a broken cliff
hearts full of semen
minus the breathing
so throw yourself down
mouths on a distant chest
minus the breathing
so throw your self down

the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns, big guns, big guns (X2)

cloned in the water
the children are freezing
so throw yourself down
canceled the other plans
leaving the leaving
so throw yourself down
god is a good defense
blood in the bleedin'
so throw yourself down

the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns, big guns, big guns (X2)

your mouth is a cigarette
your eyes are the fever
so throw yourself down
the mouths on a distant chest
your mind is a fever
so throw yourself down

the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns are comin' out
the big guns, big guns (X4)

. . .

Baroque Social

[No lyrics]

. . .

No Smiling Darkness/Snake Charmers Association

[No lyrics]

. . .


All my friends in magazines
Got addicted to the word "leave"
And they all wrote songs that they believe
Little lies and massive dreams

And they all request that you slow down
And they all request that you slow down
You've got to turn it around
And make a save

There's a whore inside their bed
The duvets wish that they were still wet
And all the songs they wrote instead
Your ex-lover is not dead

And they all request that you slow down
And they all request that you slow down
You've got to turn it around
And make a save

All my friends in magazines
Got addicted to the word "leave"
And all the songs that you believe
Once they stop you can't repeat
Once you stop you can't repeat

. . .


I'm just comin' here to come down
I could be here
I could move town
Put my suits right on the guest list
Sign my passport
Became weightless

And I'm all hooked up

Draper Street caught me believin'
Spilt their eyes on
All the ceilings
Forced to live like it's a curfew
Translation:
It means I love you

And I'm all hooked up

I'm just comin' here to come down
I could be here
I could move town
Forced to live like it's a curfew
Translation:
It means I love you

And I'm all hooked up

. . .

Feel Good Lost Reprise

[No lyrics]

. . .

All the Gods

[No lyrics]

. . .


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