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You Might Know My Friend

by Catlow

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1.
You're looking pretty rough and I'm not surprised I can see the nights have taken their toll on your eyes You've got a bottle in you hand And your mates are stood round cheering, whos leering at you now? You make them laugh, yeah tonight your on fire And she looks on with sexual desire, But who's gonna want you now as break of day is dawning? You're all cringing in the morning When your photos are tagged from last night And you say "take that one off I look shite" But you know you don't, you think that you look stunning But I think your times running out And you need to decide, exactly where your priorities lie Cos you can't blame drugs and rock n roll forever I can't help but remember You used to be so So pretty Oh no, uh oh, oh no Saturday night out on the scene And you're all dressed just like Agnus Dean With hair to match you think you look so different As your waiting in her kitchen Someone phones a cab, You go outside to have a fag But you just fake tanned your legs and now it's pouring So your standing in the door Have a few, start the night off right Taxis just pulled, up outside So you all pile in, drive into the city Oh darling its a pity You used to be so so pretty oh no, uh oh, oh no. Dont you find it somewhat strange How people part and people change? You used to be so So Pretty Oh no, uh oh, oh no. You're looking pretty rough and I'm not surprised I can see the nights have taken their tole on your eyes You've got a bottle in your hand You're mates are stood round cheering Who's leering at you now?
2.
The Hangman 03:03
I nearly cracked a smile as I looked over my aviators Said something I thought you'd hate and walk away and see you later And case in hand and think I'm cool and act like I'm not thinking About every single step I take, so I look good if youre still watching. Perfectly the brightness bites me and pins my pupils stretches tightly It seems so wrong and yet so right, this bitterness is so unsightly. I hope you were still watching as I played my final scene As the curtain fell and the hangman kicked the stool beneath my feet. And when you're higher than the white and any film maker would die to see the site I've set before me, various images of glory. Ive got the documentary covered and the soundtrack compliments each scene Like Tarantino I spent hours working out what each bit means. And inspiration catches you and whips you as it leaves, With one last breath you reach, its gone, you grab at words youll never see. I hope you were still watching as I played my final scene As the curtain fell and the hangman kicked the stool beneath my feet. So she stares out the window, and with Eva Perons smile, In her most dramatic voice she says "You wont see me for a while" And maybe then it should've rained or at least a thunder clap But it was warm and it was still and it shouldve ended with a bang. But out she got, home she trot and hoping from the back she's hot She did not stick to the script, she knew there's something she forgot. The scene played better in her head, she didn't say what she shouldve said, And dirty looks and rude remarks left both parties in the dark. I hope you were still watching as I played my final scene As the curtain fell and the hangman kicked the stool beneath my feet.
3.
We work in telesales, and I.T, in admin and libraries We sell sweets and work in cafes, we're shop assistants and police ladies We're part time photographers and artists, and poets, and djs, and writers and musicians, We're in bands, we're fans with fisted hands, and smile through the ugly truth we're screwed because we don't know just what's coming, where we're going. And I live for the weekend, for that moment, that feeling, that seeing and believing I live for the weekend, do you want to lose yourself with me. None of us are even sure where we will be in a year or more Except for one or two, with their head screwed on their shoulders And we'll just laugh along pretend we're not getting older I just realised, I'm not sure why, or where, you and me fit out there And you hate your job because it's not what's in your heart Don't you hate it at 8 when we part? I spend my time, waiting for 5, to shine, to ride to your house on my bike. Don't you love that I'm 22 and that's how I get to you, the sun was shining all the way, And I dreamt I was in LA. I live for the weekend, for that moment, that feeling, that seeing and believing I live for the weekend, do you want to lose yourself with me. We work in telesales, and I.T, in admin and libraries We sell sweets and work in cafes, we're shop assistants and police ladies We're part time photographers and artists, and poets, and djs, and writers and musicians, We're in bands, we're fans with fisted hands, we smile through the ugly truth we're screwed because we don't know just what's coming where we're going. I live for the weekend, for that moment, that feeling, that seeing and believing I live for the weekend, do you want to lose yourself with me. I will give you my best, and you can choose to take or leave the rest.
4.
Gorgeous 02:31
I've seen you five times now or maybe more, I started writing this when it was four, I didn't know, I wouldnt even guess, She said that's who you were, thats who she is Would you talk to me, did you see But I guess you didnt notice me You probably didnt know I was there But I was only 14 so what would you care What can I do when your gorgeous And I cant stop looking at you Till you said "Are you alright babe?" I said, "Yeah are you?" The second time I do recall You were a friend of a friend that was all You tried to make me come out, make me dance But not that night no not a chance You bought me a bottle a wine For my 18th birthday night You said "Here you are, there you go I aint got you a card just so you know" What can I do when your gorgeous And I cant stop looking at you Till you said "Are you alright babe?" I said, "Yeah are you?" The third time, some kinda do At this womans house, I was waiting for you I new you were her bestest friend I thought you're bound to come in the end I got too drunk went to the loo Just so happens that so did you Talking to you about this and that You didn't know we went years back You just keep cropping up Once in Boots, once at the pub, We met at a wedding, met at work, A Christmas party then a 21st. What can I do when your gorgeous And I cant stop looking at you Till you said "Are you alright babe?" I said, "Yeah are you?"
5.
I staggered through the kitchen through red ribbons went outside He said "dont go empty handed hen" I died a bit inside The rain went in my shoes and I filled them up with paper I tried to phone you, you hung up, said "we'll take about it later" A song I hate's on the radio when I go back inside I just pretend I'm in a film about the worst day of my life And on the way to work I tend to look out the window And often I pretend I'm in my latest video I can see I am trying too hard to be somebody else Judy said "you can only be a first rate version of yourself" No I won't stop, no not now Offer me an easy way out I'll take it, maybe I'll make it on my own But I'll contemplate it I hope that I'll never hurt you, I promise I won't desert you But I can't spend my days working all week on minimum wage I swear last week the devil came and sat right next to me The darkness in his eyes nearly swept me off my seat Pray I'm never so hollow as those loveless lives Counting every hour down to death on central drive Sometimes I wonder in this God forsaken town Am I the only one with a heart that still pounds And every time I ask "Any sauce with that?" I die A little more each time, and if I could I'd cry I can see I am trying too hard to be somebody else Judy said "you can only be a first rate version of yourself" No I won't stop, no not now Offer me an easy way out I'll take it, maybe I'll make it on my own But I'll contemplate it I hope that I'll never hurt you, I promise I won't desert you But I can't spend my days working all week on minimum wage And it's getting me down, down, down I wish I was on top, top, Oh God Stop, no not now Offer me an easy way out I'll take it, I'll make it on my own I'll contemplate it I hope that I'll never hurt you, I promise I won't desert you But I can't spend my days working all week on minimum wage.
6.
I, when I asked about your mind and the things you'd left behind I thought I told you slowly You didn't know quite what to do Didn't have a word to say But I guessed that anyway. When you look into her eyes you'll turn to skin and bone Her heart is gone Because a heart's too heavy when it's made of stone So she keeps it on her sleeve and carries it around In case she ever needs a visual prop for a tale of all the men who've done her wrong When you put me on the bench, gave me time to repent I prayed it to be over I walked a mile down to the sea You said "Oh gracious me, are we just growing older?" When you look into her eyes you turn to skin and bone Her heart is gone Because a heart's too heavy when it's made of stone So she keeps it on her sleeve and carries it around In case she ever needs a visual prop for a tale of all the men who've done her wrong She likes whisky and cigarettes And I like rum and thunder cats She likes Sundays in the park And I like driving after dark I'm not into dancing And she don't do romancing I tried to do my moves but I think I failed Tried to keep up with the crowd but it turned me pale, oh no When you look into her eyes you turn to skin and bone Her heart is gone Because a heart's too heavy when it's made of stone So she keeps it on her sleeve and carries it around In case she ever needs a visual prop for a tale of all the men who've done her wrong.
7.
You must know I proper want you but its not that easy sometimes You're better at this stuff than me, you know it should be easy in your mind But that's just me that's how it is It's not that hard to see You probably think I might be interesting But there's not much more to me I tried my best to meet you But everything went wrong Like in some stupid farce type film Or Victoria wood song I bought food I didnt want just to go outside To be near where you might be, I thought I had some pride But I met you, and you don't seem to care for stuff like that Like mind games and what have you You know what you want and that's that I proper know it to you know You're proper sexy fit I fancy you a lot like, I think you might like me a bit. But I'm losing time, I lost my mind My friends and family I'm losing faith in you, I think I'm losing faith in me Just stop and try to think who you would like to be Just stop and try to think, does it involve me? You must know I proper want you Send me weak at the knees But you've got to understand me Understand me please I work in the morning And yeah I know its boring Im up at 5 but thats just life at least til summer ends Then it depends if they'll have me back to do the HND Then I'll be round most every night Or every night if that's alright. But I'm losing time, I lost my mind My friends and family I'm losing faith in you, I think I'm losing faith in me Just stop and try to think who you would like to be Just stop and try to think, does it involve me? I don't know what I do, oh it seems to make you mad I don't know what I say, how can I be that bad? But all you do is seem to moan and groan, oh quite a lot And ask me this and ask me that and put me on the spot Like where I'm going, where I've been And who I'm seeing, who I've seen And what I do and what I dont What I will and what I wont If you would just shut your mouth, open your eyes Open your ears and you would realise That everything I say and everything I do Is only because, of you. But I'm losing time, I lost my mind My friends and family I'm losing faith in you, I think I'm losing faith in me Just stop and try to think who you would like to be Just stop and try to think, does it involve me?
8.
Horrorshow 03:28
If you're deep in snow I'll dig a hole, and I'll join you there cos I'd rather not know Up and down, you make me frown, dragging me to the droogs of town. And I said "that's sick, next time that's it" they make me think all this is shit Because I dont know, and I just cant see, how all of this relates to me I've told you all there is to know; ugly, bad and horrorshow The more you tell me, more you laugh, and the more I wish I'd never asked. Boys and girls, and in between, youre pretty face hides the obscene, You have your teas, GCSEs, you hide you Es and A to Zs. Your little book is black and blue from all the things you didnt do Left them red or nearly dead with all the things you should have said I've told you all there is to know; ugly, bad and horrorshow The more you tell me, more you laugh, and the more I wish I'd never asked. School kids scare me, make me nervous, training to be nursery nurses But what scares you don't worry me, which makes us fit so magically. I couldn't hold you any closer if your head was stapled to my shoulders And I squeezed your ribs until they cracked under the strain of all the love I have. I've told you all there is to know, ugly, bad and horrorshow The more you tell me, more you laugh, and the more I wish I'd never asked.

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I've had a really fun few days recording all these tracks, and a really depressing few years writing them.

I hope they give you as much pleasure as they give my cat.

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released August 23, 2010

Words and music - Laura Catlow
Produced by Rob Pook
Vocals, guitar, some piano bashing - Catlow
More guitar, more piano bashing, musical wisdom - Pook

Album artwork by Catlow
Photograph taken by some girl in a bar

Subject matter - You

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