"First, come the guitars chiming faithfully like church bells drenched in neon. Out steps, an Iggy-like persona from beneath and in town crier fashion begins to read the headlines of a summer day, years ago in Turkey. Stoned, the character strides through the verse backed by a rhythm and guitar section, not unlike Crazy Horse a la Zuma, until he and the listener are delivered into the Calloway-esque chorus. The song itself, a dirge, but one that promises "In your run and in your crawl, I'll be at your beck and call." - Gordon Edes, E.S.P.N. Sports
lyrics
Ten drown on a summer day in Turkey
stoned men paid to wash a dust line
I'm laughing at nothing in particular
serving for a general crime
my wife was the fairest maid
she looked like the froth on the tide
but she lacked an animal grace
so I skinned for another hide
hide, hide, hide,
don't hideaway
hide, hide, hide,
don't hideaway
hide, hide, hide
don't hide away
come outside!
pardon me while I sit so near
tell you one thing that's on my mind
did you hear about the amphitheater in Izmir?
under houses the whole fucking time
time, time, time,
time awaits
time, time, time
time awaits
time, time, time,
time awaits
don't calcify!
some scratch and forty leer
a fun ticket for the coming ride
move along Mr. officer
the moon will break you
as sure as the tide
I met her on a ferry in the clear
we exchanged numbers with 'lectronic device
thin jokes poked the atmosphere
the sun was reaching for some calcium light
light, light, light,
year away
light, light, light,
years away
light, light, light,
years away
still, we try
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
come outside
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
don't calcify
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
come outside
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (in your run and in your crawl, I'll be singing this back and call)
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (in your run and in your crawl I'll be at your beck and call)
beck and call
la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
credits
from Hidden Hips,
released April 29, 2019
vox - Archie Mckay
guitar - Todd Gibson
bass - Jake Kanelos
drums - Orkun Bagatur
recorded and mixed at Bau by Yigitcan Akçelik
mastered by Ian Button
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