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Washington
Washington


Background information
Born January 7, 1986
Born place Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea
Origin Melbourne, Australia
Genre(s) Jazz
Indie Pop
Alternative Rock
Years active 2006—present
Label(s) Albert Productions



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Washington Album


I Believe You Liar (07/30/2010)
07/30/2010
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Spanish Temper
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I Believe You Liar
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My mother works so hard, she works so late
Oh mother take it easy, you work so hard
You might be late to your own party
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair, it's not fair

Hit you with the feather, miss you by a whisker
And I'm going to kill you if you dare to
Hit me with the feather, miss you by a whisker
Said a room whatever

Father, I love you so, I love you so
I love parts of your body
I love you so
You're never late to your own party
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair
When you leave me it's not fair

Don't give me more than I want, don't give me more than I want
Don't give me more than I want, I will take just what, I got it
Don't give me what you want

Mother, I love you so, I love you so
I love parts of your Father
Adorable
And now I know that if I had a brother
Oh he would know, he would know
But all I've got is a sister,
She lives below, she lives below, she lives below your home
How I love ya

Hit you with the feather, miss you by a whisker
And I'm going to kill you if you dare to
Hit me with the feather, miss you by a whisker
Better late than never, your own party

Hit you with the feather, miss you by a whisker
Better late than never, your own party x 4

. . .


So you got the navy blues
I took off my shirt and shoes
I feel like a criminal
I love you like an animal
I'm laying out my Sunday clothes
I can't get my suitcase closed
I known that I swear a lot
But I'm really sure that I forgot
To pack something I need
I cut my finger but it didn't bleed
in hearts, in January
Listen, Listen you're so free
Skin and bones and meat and mud
salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can, come and go
I know because you tell me so
You said, "Sister, you're so free"
Well, I know sailor
You're like me

So what if I get bloodthirsty
or a little raggedy?
I've got convict ancestry
You better get away from me
Oh, Barcelona, burn you down!
I will take this tiny town
I've got a little Irish lilt
I've got a lot of catholic guilt
and a bleeding heart in January
listen, listen you're so free
Skin and bones, and meat and mud
Salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can come and go
I know because you told me so
You said, "Sister, you're like me"
Well I know sailor, you're so free

Oh, I know you are just like me
Yes, I know you are just like me
Yes, I know you are just like me
Oh, I know you are just like me

Baby got the navy blues
I took off my shirt and shoes
I feel like a criminal
I love you like an animal
With a bleeding heart in January
Listen, listen you're so free
Skin and bones and meat and mud
Salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can come and go
I know because you tell me, tell me
You said, "Sister, you're like me"
You're no saint, but you're so free

. . .


So what I said is what I said,
and what you said is what you meant.
And when you left my house in the morning,
You wrote your message on the cement.
You put the letters and the numbers under people's feet.
You took all of the dealings and feelings and wrote them on the street.

And everybody, everybody, everybody knows.
And when I went outside and I saw it I froze.
You put my secret and your secret under people's feet.
You remembered what I said and you wrote it on the fucking concrete.

So what we do is what we do for me and you, not everyone.
But outside in the night you were busy writing down what we had done.
You seemed alright last night, but now I know that I was wrong.

And everybody, everybody, everybody knows.
And when I went outside and I saw it I froze.
You put my secret and your secret under people's feet.
You remembered what I said and you wrote it on the fucking concrete.

And I guess you know how people talk,
but it's only words, and it's only chalk,
and I'll feel better maybe, when we get some weather.

And everybody, everybody, everybody knows.
And when I went outside and I saw it I froze.
You remembered what I said and you wrote it on the street, oh no no no.

I guess you know, but it's only words and it's only chalk,
It's only words and it's only chalk
And I guess you know how people talk.

. . .


When I'm gone don't bury me
I will not lie under this town
I will not lie where I can't see
Please don't put me underground
If the day is sunny, let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money.

And as for all that is inside; you can give to medicine
As for all my bones and hide; just find a fire to put them in
If the day is sunny, let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money.

Though I may be relatively young,
I hope in the final moments I hear every song I've ever sung, at once.

When I'm gone don't weep and moan
Where I'm going is a pleasant stay
I'll visit my grandfather's home
Drink gin with Billy Holiday
If the day is sunny let my father say some words
If the night is starry, let my mother tell you all her stories
Oh my sister will bake a cake and on it she'll write something funny
Go down to the city square and give the artists all my money

When I'm gone don't bury me
I will not lie under this dirty town
I will not lie where I can't see
Please don't put me underground
No, please don't put me underground.

. . .


I met you under neon, all of the lights were flickering,
off and on.
Everybody's coming down or throwing up or sleeping round.
I remember why I left this town.
I don't wanna dance with you.
No, I don't wanna dance with you.
I don't wanna dance with you oh.

Charlie I think you were right, this bluebird in my heart it sings,
and sings all night and all the rich kids freak me out,
You know they gave me quite a fright!
Baby teeth, vampire bite.

Underneath all your clothes, I admit it comes and goes.
I dont know what I'll do, when i set my sights on you.
In the dark, see your bones. I can find my own way home.
No, I won't not tonight, I won't dance I don't feel like it.

and I don't wanna dance with you
mmm I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you so please do not ask me too no

I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you
No I don't wanna dance with you uh

I remember why I left this town
I remember why I left this

I don't wanna dance with you
No I don't wanna dance with you
No I don't wanna dance with you so please do not ask me too no

I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you so please do not ask me too no

I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you so please, please do not ask me

I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you
I don't wanna dance with you no

. . .


We get sick when we get started
What you got is what you wanted
I sleep in a lake of navy
I know how many times you played my song
Thirty one, thirty one

And the colour of my modern heart
Broken smile, broken heart
I wonder how you ever made it
Holy shit, you sure can turn it on
You're twenty one, twenty one, twenty one

Do you, do you, do you know what's in my head when I'm below you?
Do I, do I, do I know you? Do I, do I, do I make you hum?
Everybody's got somebody that they're looking for
Everybody's got somebody that they're looking for

I want you to make a mess of me
In all my Sunday best, I'll get dressed
I'll get ready. Hold it, hold it, hold it steady
I will take the time to make it
Just to give you the chance to break it

We get sick when we get started
What you got is what you wanted
What you got is broken hearted, broken hearted
I watch you when you wonder how you ever made it
I start shaking when you shake it
Holy shit, you sure can turn it on

Do you, do you, do you know what in my heat when I'm below you?
Do I, do I, do I know you? Do I, do I, do I make you hum?

Everybody's got somebody that they're look for
Everybody's got somebody that they're look for
Everybody's got somebody that they're look for
Everybody's got somebody that they're look for

We get sick when we get started
What you got is what you wanted
What you wanted

. . .


Take me out, take me home, take me anywhere
I walked a hundred miles so I could give a dog a bone.

I'm alright, I don't mind.
I'm just running into something bigger than the something that I left behind.
Oh my darling (x3), Clementine.
Turn the water (x3) into holy water.

You are restless, very young.
Got a message from your mother,
said to tell you she'll be coming round the mountain when she comes,
She will be coming round the mountain when she comes.
Oh my darling (x3), Clementine.
Turn the water (x3) into holy water.
Oh my darling (x3), Clementine.
Turn the water (x3) into a little bit more time.

Take me out, take me home, take me anywhere.
I walked a hundred miles so I could hear them play your song on the radio.

. . .


Yes, yes I know, yes I know that when you hear this you'll feel strange, I know
Still out of sight, but I've got this mouth that's full of dynamite, tonight, tonight
Lover, you're a soldier
You're a long, long way from home
A long way from your mother and you do it on your own
I don't belong to you and you don't belong to me
But, I don't think we need to
'cause it's just so easy

So, I survive
I just try to get through and stay alive
You do the same, do the same
I see you running through the rain

Lover, you're a soldier
You're a long, long way from home
A long way from your mother and you do it on your own
I don't belong to you and you don't belong to me
But, I don't think we need to
'cause it's just so easy

I got lucky when you said sorry
I couldn't stop now, if I knew how
And if it's true what they say about love and hard work, well alright
Because maybe people in love are all on the same side when they fight
Everyone's raging and railing and screaming for war
But you haven't got anything that I would fight you for, to fight you

Lover, you're a soldier
You're a long, long way from home
A long way from your mother and you do it on your own
I don't belong to you and you don't belong to me
But, I don't think we need to
'cause it's just so easy

Lover, you're a soldier
You're a long, long way from home
A long way from your mother and you do it on your own
We can take our chances because we knew it going in
There'd be lots of dancing but we'd never, ever play to win

. . .

Spanish Temper

[No lyrics]

. . .


for your next trick, i'll volunteer
you can be quick, i'll disappear
and as for your questions:
i bite my lip to beat you
in proper position
i never had much to lose

'cause all you are is all you got
i tell the truth; i lie a lot
come on and stay
come on and start
i know the way
i know it's the hardest part

you have always got a smile beneath your sneer
even when i'm coming down, you make it clear
so what else could i do?
i hold my breath and shoot through
your friends talk about you
i'm sorry, what can i do?

'cause all you are is all you got
i tell the truth; i lie a lot
come on and stay
come on and start
i know the way
i know it's hard

and all you are is all you got
i tell the truth; i lie a lot
come on and stay
come on and start
i know the way
i know it's the hardest part

you miss all the stars
when you look for the light
tell me, would you die
for all the songs you write?
i watch you just like a TV show

'cause all you are is all you got
i tell the truth; i lie a lot
come on and stay
come on and start
i know the way
i know it's hard

'cause all you are is all you got
i tell the truth; i lie a lot
come on and stay
come on and start
i know the way
i know it's hard

and all you are is all you got
And i confess, i lie a lot
yes, all you are, it's all you got
it's all you got
it's all you got
it's all you got

. . .


How do you tame a lion?
It was a savvy answer.
The repartee and
argument.
(you look like a dancer.)
You can take the east side
and I will
take the west.
(You know, I liked it better
before all of the scars on
your)

How do you tame a lion?
I see them when I sleep.
(You know, I liked
it better
when we pretended this was for)
I do not know what you want.
I do
not know what you feel.
I do not know it it's-

How do you tame a lion
when
they are lying low?
You be my Arthur Miller and I will be your Marilyn
Monroe.

Oh, no.

So we just be happy tonight.
And tomorrow we be
miserable, right?

I know I'm right.

How do you tame a lion?
It was a
savvy answer.
The repartee and argument.
You are like a dancer.
You can take
the east side
and I will take the west.
(You know, I liked it better
before
all of the scars on your chest.)

. . .

I Believe You Liar

[No lyrics]

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