First The Head, Later The Tale

by Likes Lions

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All music and lyrics written and performed by Likes Lions.

Engineered, produced, mixed and mastered by Dave Sanderson at 2fly Studios, Sheffield. Strings performed by Howard Price and Lucy Revis. Trumpet on Track 5 performed by Howard Price. All strings and brass arranged by Likes Lions.

Artwork by Samuel Glover.

All music and lyrics copyright Likes Lions ©2012. All rights reserved.

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released 10 September 2012

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Track Name: Nineteen
It's a landing site.
Never knowing why there's not enough
Time for slowing up my chances of
ever knowing why I'm growing up.

Because if you want it,
Take one step out of line,
And I'll help you out if that's what you want
Because you're young and one nine,
You're young and one nine,
We're young and that's fine.
You're young and that's fine.

It's a landing site.
Never knowing why there's not enough
Time for showing up my chances of
ever knowing why I'm growing up.

Because if you want it,
Take one step out of line
And I'll help you out if that's what you want
Because you're young and one nine
We're young and that's fine.
You're young and one nine.
Track Name: Even With Teeth
Well take a look at this wreck,
He had it all she said,
It was unconditional.
Well just what have you done?
He lost himself to the individual.

I need a time and space leap,
To bring me back,
Back to the basics,
To take my head and rub my face in,
The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.

Peeling past the core of the apple of my eye,
And all that's there for sure
Is a hip hip horizon.
Lengthy self-reproach of a humiliating guise,
My A and B lies in altercation.

And I need a time and space leap,
To bring me back,
Back to the basics,
To take my head and rub my face in,
The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.

My head lies so deep underground
So all I can taste is low, low, low.

Well just what have you done?

And I need a time and space leap,
To bring me back,
Back to the basics,
To take my head and rub my face in,
The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.

(Timeline space)

And I know a time and space leap was never right,
Just needed basic advice.
My head is inches off the ground,
And what I taste is far from known.
And I know a time and space leap was never right,
Just needed basic advice.
My head is inches off the ground.

My head lay so far underground
So all I could taste was low low low.
Track Name: Living As Ghosts
Please for now could you just try and know,
It's not all about you and your ghosts.

Such a tedious occasion
Hardly unknown you fade away,
High time we held together
Your contradictions stilled your senses,
Made to stay,
You favored ignorance and loose chances,
Break away, break away, break away.
Break away, break away, break away. 

Please for now could you just try and know that,
It's not all about you and your ghosts and:

I know you've put in a lot,
I'm sure that by now time will not have forgotten exactly just what you Are,
Time now to brace yourself,
To face yourself and break the building blocks in.
All in.

Such a tedious occasion,
Hardly unknown you're made to stay,
You're seeing saviors with every footstep
Break away, break away, break away.
Break away, break away, turn away.

Please for now could you just try and know,
It's not all about you and your ghosts.
Track Name: Everyone Looks Better In Sepia
Taking a quick fix,
Making a solution up.
We could stop.
We could stop.
We should stop.

This praise and adoration feels,
good.
It's not the time or maybe I would
choose to behave just like I should.
A safe path or a dangerous route,
So much deciding left to do.
This praise and adoration feels,
good.
It's not the time or maybe I would,
choose to behave just like I should.

We think a lot and then we die.
Can't find the answers but we try.
Logic and reason don't apply,
we're all just playing black and white,
playing black and white.

This praise and adoration feels,
good.
It's not the time or maybe I would,
maybe I would.


I would.