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Glass Animals - How To Be A Human Being Album Lyrics



Glass Animals - How To Be A Human Being Lyrics






Life Itself

Daddy was dumb said that I'd be something special
Brought me up tough but I was a gentle human
Said that he loved each of my two million freckles
When I grew up was gonna be a superstar

I can't get a job so I live with my mom
I take her money but not quite enough
I sit in the car and I listen to static
She said I look fat but I look fantastic

Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe
Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe

I'm waking up, lost in boxes outside Tesco
Look like a bum sipping codeine Coca-Cola
Thought that I was northern Camden's own Flash Gordon
Sonic ray gun, gonna be a superstar

I can't get a job so I live with my mom
I take her money but not quite enough
I make my own fun in grandmama's basement
Said I look mad, she said I look wasted

Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe
Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe

Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe
Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe
Come back down to my knees
Gotta get back, gotta get free
Come back down to my knees
Be like them, lean back and breathe
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Writer: TARIQ TAFO, DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Youth

Boy, when I left you, you were young
I was gone, but not my love
You were clearly meant for more
Than a life lost in the war

I want you to be happy
Free to run, get dizzy on caffeine
Funny friends that make you laugh
And maybe you're just a little bit dappy

Fly
Feel your mother at your side
Don't you know you got my eyes?
I'll make you fly
You'll be happy all the time
I know you can make it right

Boy, now your life is back-to-front
But you'll see that's not for long
'Cause I know you'll feel the ghost
Of some memories so warm

Boy, I want you to be happy
Free to run, get dizzy on caffeine
Funny friends that make you laugh
And maybe you're just a little bit dappy

Fly
Feel your mother at your side
Don't you know you got my eyes?
I'll make you fly
You'll be happy all the time
I know you can make it right

Boy, I want you to be happy
Free to run, get dizzy on caffeine
Funny friends that make you laugh
And maybe you're just a little bit dappy

Fly
Feel your mother at your side
Don't you know you got my eyes?
I'll make you fly
You'll be happy all the time
I know you can make it right
I'll make you

Boy, I want you to be happy
Free to run, get dizzy on caffeine
Funny friends that make you laugh
And maybe you're just a little bit
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Writer: David Algernon Bayley
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group






Season 2 Episode 3

Don't you need me
Oh baby boy
Cause I'm so happy
Without your noise

Baby, now my head is on backwards
And my feet at funny angles
And every time I take a step
We're moving forwards faster
And lately, I can't take it

Baby, now my body's in tatters
In an ordinary fashion
And everything I tried to leave behind
Is still beside us
But lately I can't take it

Leftover breakfast, cereal for lunch
She is broken but she's fun
My girl eats mayonnaise
From a jar when she's gettin' blazed

Don't you need me
Oh, baby boy
Cause I'm so happy
Without your noise

Lazy, and lyin' on your belly
With a super pump cola
Lookin' at your folded clothes
You've worn for three days over
With a cookie as a coaster

Maybe, I wish I could mold ya
"The Very Cold and Colder"
But you couldn't step forward
So it hurts to say it's hopeless
And we ain't gonna make it

Leftover breakfast, cereal for lunch
She's broken but she's fun
My girl eats mayonnaise
From a jar when she's gettin' blazed

She's drunk on old cartoons
Liquid TV afternoons
Sometimes it makes me laugh
Sometimes it makes me sad

Don't you need me
Oh baby boy
Cause I'm so happy
Without your noise

Don't you need me
Oh, baby boy
Cause I'm so happy
Without your noise

Oh baby, now my head is on backwards
Mmm baby, now my head is on backwards
Oh baby, now my head is on backwards
Mmm baby, now my head is on backwards

Don't you need me
Oh, baby boy
Cause I'm so happy
Without your noise
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Writer: DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY, BEN MCFADDEN
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Pork Soda

Somewhere in South End when you were fun
You took my hand and you made me run
Up past the prison to the seafront
You climbed the cliff edge and took the plunge

Why can't we laugh now like we did then?
How come I see you and ache instead?
How come you only look pleased in bed?
Let's climb the cliff edge and jump again

Pineapples are in my head
(Pineapples are in my head)
Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead
(Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead)

Somebody said that I'm a f*ckin' slum
Don't know that I belong
Maybe you're f*cking dumb
Maybe I'm just a bum
Maybe you're f*cking scum
Don't you go psycho chum
I want you for the world
I want you all the time

Pineapples are in my head
(when you were fun)
Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead
(you made me run)
Pineapples are in my head
(to the seafront)
Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead
(she took the plunge)

5000 footsteps in your wet dress
Back to the house with your arms around my neck
We drank pork soda with tangled legs
I won't forget how you looked at me then

I know I'm no sweet prince of love
Those times when we got drunk
Maybe Jamaica rum
Maybe some Jonnie Dub
Maybe you still think of us
Phone buzz, and still I jump
Why don't I say it then?
I want you all the time

Why can't we laugh now like we did then?
How come I see you and ache instead?
How come you only look pleased in bed?
Let's climb the cliff edge and jump again

Pineapples are in my head
(Pineapples are in my head)
Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead
(Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead)
Pineapples are in my head
(Pineapples are in my head)
Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead
(Got nobody 'cos I'm brain dead)
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Writer: DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Mamas Gun

In the summer
Took my gun
And made him go to Neverland
He was something
My old husband
He was all you'd ever want

Did you say somethin'
What'd you say?
Was that your voice or was that me?

Little voices buzzin poison
Backward noise drom everything
Dr Swango
Says I'm psycho
Says they all from Neverland

They'll never ever let me be
Was that your voice or was that me?

Dirty Dustin
Said he saw him
Playin' ball with Dizzy Jim
Dizzy Jim
Had never spoken
Whispered back "You murdered him."

My heart strings broke and it was me
I pull they stretch infinitely

In the summer silence
I was getting violent
In the summer silence
I was doing nothing

Play with me my love
In the summer sun
I'll be waiting it
Your favorite Cheshire grin

Lay with me my dear
In the evening clear
I'll be dreaming in
My paper pale skin

In the summer silence
I was getting violent
In the summer silence
I was doing nothing
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Writer: JOHN BETTIS, RICHARD LYNN CARPENTER, DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Cane Shuga

Baby, don't go
I'll stop breathing coke
No more bloody nose
No more John Does

Steam rolled hair
Look into the glare and pop it brother
Slick like 007 man
You fly like Kim Jong rockets [x4]

Burn through my love
Just like your drugs
I've had quite enough
Or lack thereof

Steam rolled hair
Look into the glare and pop it brother
Slick like 007 man
You fly like Kim Jong rockets [x2]

Steam rolled hair
Look into the glare and pop it brother
Slick like 007 man
You fly like Kim Jong rockets...
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Writer: DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © BEGGARS MUSIC, LTD.,






[Premade Sandwiches]

People standing in line to look at pre made sandwiches
People standing in line to get high to 'bad bitches'
People standing in line to smoke weed that's green tea
People standing in line for two rails of oxiclean
People standing in line to nuke themselves with ketamine

It's artisan raw and gluten free
Probiotic superfood antioxidant low msg
Non GMO locally sourced quinoa and chia seeds
Jojoba and baobab dog treats
Hand made with wild goji berries
Agave, acai and activated whey protein

People standing in line to buy whatever the McF*ck they might
Want to shove down their foodpipes tonight

New watch in black gold
New shirt that looks old
Big dick and no soul
New pants with four holes
Old phones in one drawer
Five dry pens something from a kinder egg
And everything you didn't know you were looking for

People complaining cos' their mum whines
People complaining about losing their minds
People complaining about standing in line
People standing in line and they don't even know why
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






The Other Side Of Paradise

When I was young and stupid my love
Left to be a rock and roll star
He told me please don't worry
Wise little smile that spoke so safely

He booked a one way ticket
Out west that's where they make it
Six kids stuck in a bedsit
To sunswept poolside riches

He met a girl who wore Versace
Pink feather coats and jumbo jewellery
Gonna be a hoop phenomenon
He's gonna be Hakeem Olajuwan

He's got a gold Camaro
He said over the payphone
I try to keep my cool but
My life turns in slow motion

Bye bye baby blue
I wish you could see the wicked truth
Caught up in a rush it's killing you
Screaming at the sun you blow into
Curled up in a grip when we were us
Fingers in a fist like you might run
I settle for a ghost I never knew
Superparadise I held on to
But I settle for a ghost

When I was from n.o.l.a no one
Left to be a rock and roll star
He'd stay and treat his lady
Give everything to his new baby

I miss him don't you blame me
That boy went stone cold crazy
Caught up in camera lust he's
Chasing that pappy pipe dreams

I know you don't but I
I know you don't but I still try
My thunder shook him down
My thunder came and shook him down
That girl is gone but I
That girl is gone but I still try
I think it's over now
The bullet hit but maybe not
I feel so f*cking numb
It hits my head and I feel numb
My body's looking wrong
My body's looking wrong
My body's looking wrong

Bye bye baby blue
I wish you could see the wicked truth
Caught up in a rush it's killing you
Screaming at the sun you blow into
Curled up in a grip when we were us
Fingers in a fist like you might run
I settle for a ghost I never knew
Superparadise I held on to
But I settle for a ghost
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Writer: DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Take A Slice

[Dialogue:]
Yes the candle yo, it's a sausage, sausage candle
Most people don't do it the way I do it very personal
Selling [?] the money
Twenties, twenties, Twenties
Y'know like whatever, I just tought sausage

I don't ever wanna pick a slice
One is pretty but the other lies
Chewing on a fat smoke
No filter but you're puffing
Suckin' on a slim vogue
Dark Fingernail polish

I'm the treasure baby I'm the prize
Cut me rails of that fresh cherry pie
Shitty old pistola
Shot a bullet thru my wallet
Gonna go to Pensacola
Gonna f*ck my way through college

You've gone with the thick rims
Big look with the lip ring and things
Wake me when the bell rings
I'm gonna sleep 'cos you live in my day dreams
You've gone with the thick rims
Big look with the lip ring and things
Wake me when the bell rings
I'm gonna sleep 'cos you live in my day dreams

Sitting pretty in the prime of life
I'm so tasty and the price is right
Stewing in the black dope
I'm filthy and I love it
Studebacker all gold
Got a shotgun in my pocket

You've gone with the thick rims
Big look with the lip ring and things
Wake me when the bell rings
I'm gonna sleep 'cos you live in my day dreams
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Writer: DAVID ALGERNON BAYLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Poplar St.

When I was a boy I lived on Poplar St
Just a little child with plasters on my knees
Watching all the world from high up in the trees
I saw Mrs Moore sleep around with Mr Keats

I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand

I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah

Mama always called that woman prosti-tits
For wearing lower cuts than most and red lipstick
One night Mrs Moore she made her eyes at me
Pulled me through her door and stuck her teeth in deep

I feel like a new man
Red flowers in my bed
Breathe straight through the crisp air
Dead flowers in the sand

I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah

And all your days are gone
Sitting on the floor
In your underwear
Begging me for more

And all my days are gone
Sitting on the floor
In my underwear
Begging you for more

'Cause I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict
I am a true romantic
Free falling love addict, yeah

Just another boy who lived on Poplar St
Tangled up in lust and her exotic needs
One night Mrs Moore she called collect to me
I don't love you anymore she said and ceased to be
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Writer: David Bayley
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group






Agnes

Agnes just stop and think a minute
Why don't you light that cigarette and
Calm down now stop and breathe a second
Go back to the very beginning

Can't you see what was different then?
You were just popping Percocet
Maybe just four a week at best
Maybe a smoke to clear the head

Your head is so numb
That nervous breath you try to hide
Between the motions
That trembling tender little sigh

And so it goes
A choking rose back
To be reborn
I want to hold you like you're mine

You see the sad in everything a
Genius of love and loneliness and
This time you overdid the liquor
This time you pulled the f*ckin' trigger

These days you're rolling all the time
So low so you keep getting high
Where went that cheeky friend of mine?
Where went that billion dollar smile?

Guess life is long
When soaked in sadness
On borrowed time
From Mr Madness

And so it goes
A choking rose back
To be reborn
I want to hold you like you're mine

You're gone but you're on my mind
I'm lost but I don't know why
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Writer: David Algernon Bayley
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC






Youth (German Translation)

Mein Junge, als ich dich verließ, warst du noch jung
Ich war fort, doch meine Liebe nicht
Du warst eindeutig zu mehr bestimmt
Als zu einem Leben, verloren im Krieg

Ich möchte, dass du glücklich bist
Dich auslebst, aufgedreht von Koffein
Lustige Freunde, die dich zum Lachen bringen
Und vielleicht bist du auch ein kleines bisschen albern [?]

Flieg
Spür deine Mutter an deiner Seite
Weißt du, dass du meine Augen hast
Ich lasse dich fliegen
Du wirst die ganze Zeit glücklich sein
Ich weiß du wirst es schaffen

Mein Junge, jetzt läuft dein Leben ganz verkehrt
Aber du wirst sehen, das bleibt nicht lange so
Denn ich weiß du spürst den Geist
Einiger Erinnerungen, noch ganz warm

Mein Junge, ich möchte, dass du glücklich bist
Dich auslebst, aufgedreht von Koffein
Lustige Freunde, die dich zum Lachen bringen
Und vielleicht bist du auch ein kleines bisschen albern [?]

Flieg
Spür deine Mutter an deiner Seite
Weißt du, dass du meine Augen hast
Ich lasse dich fliegen
Du wirst die ganze Zeit glücklich sein
Ich weiß du wirst es schaffen

Mein Junge, ich möchte, dass du glücklich bist
Dich auslebst, aufgedreht von Koffein
Lustige Freunde, die dich zum Lachen bringen
Und vielleicht bist du auch ein kleines bisschen albern [?]

Flieg
Spür deine Mutter an deiner Seite
Weißt du, dass du meine Augen hast
Ich lasse dich fliegen
Du wirst die ganze Zeit glücklich sein
Ich weiß du wirst es schaffen

Mein Junge, ich möchte, dass du glücklich bist
Dich auslebst, aufgedreht von Koffein
Lustige Freunde, die dich zum Lachen bringen
Und vielleicht bist du auch ein kleines bisschen albern [?]
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Writer: David Algernon Bayley
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group








How to Be a Human Being is the second studio album by English indie rock group Glass Animals. It was released on 26 August 2016 by Wolf Tone and Caroline International in Europe, and Harvest Records in the United States. The album received generally favourable reviews from music critics, who complimented its "sense of wonder" and "immediate impression", but felt it was somewhat premature.

There are a total of 11 songs on the track listing, along with 11 characters illustrated on the cover art. Each song, along with its unique personality and quirks, represents a person on the album. The album was nominated for the 2017 Mercury Prize.
Performed By: Glass Animals
Genre(s): Alternative, Indie rock
Producer(s): Dave Bayley, John Bettis
Length: 43:16
Released: August 26th, 2016
Year: 2016

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