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Chiaroscuro

by BLACK TAXI

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The Runner 04:05
Most of us got houses But none of us got homes All of us have lovers But still we run alone Ooh, there's no high or low No high or low along this course to chase Ooh, there's no victory But we are runners all we know is how to race Am I crazy Baby I'm losing faith In this game we play If you see me in the nighttime I'll be running in the street If you catch me in the morning I'll be back on my feet If you see me in the daytime lucky me lucky you, you, you All of us are honest Cos most of us are liars, yeah And everyone is dying Somethings plastic can't hide Ooh, there's no high or low We climb like Esher on a plane staircase Ooh, there's no victory No victory in this race Am I crazy Baby I'm losing faith In this game we play Am I crazy Get me out of this race Am I crazy If you see me in the nighttime I'll be running in the street If you catch me in the morning I'll be back on my feet If you see me in the daytime lucky me lucky you, you, you
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Gone 04:37
left my lover sleeping and slipped off into the night, i’m going, i’m going, i'm gone from this town where living never seems to be enough, i’m going i’m going, i’m gone i don’t need no one beside me, i don’t need no heartbreak thighs i don’t need your galaxy girl, gotta a wall of dark to ride leaking out this prohibition, spiggoting all that’s inside pocket holes left trailing my ex-jobs, ex-wives, ex-lives ah-hi-ee--ya-ha, ah-hi-ee-ya-ha, can’t hold me down ah-hi-ee--ya-ha, ah-hi-ee-ya-ha, my homes a sound where the tide is pulling me to dance into the night, i’m going, i’m going, i'm gone sinking down until i find the source of all that cries, i’m going, i’m going, i’m gone all i need is whiskey mister, i don’t no other guide you can keep your north star cos there, ain’t a map where one should hide feverish i fling myself at mercy of the countryside where i go there’s no return alive ah-hi-ee--ya-ha, ah-hi-ee-ya-ha, can’t hold me down ah-hi-ee--ya-ha, ah-hi-ee-ya-ha, my home's a sound
3.
So far, we took apart that radio we had and we sold all the copper for cash Soda is what we drink, 'cause the government gives it to us for free. Say! So cold is that big, freak monster I've become and it's so hard to kill No I can't stop shaking And I can't stop looking around No I can't stop shaking As I look over my shoulder we drown Oh I should have got you pregnant when I had me the chance Now I'm so far from home So cold is that big, freak monster I've become and it's so hard to kill No I can't stop shaking And I can't stop looking around No I can't stop shaking As I look over my shoulder we drown
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It's always the kids who liked to get real dizzy on the playground that got into drugs It's always the guys who had girlfriends first either went into finance or turned into thugs I need someone like you Those hollow figures just won't do And I got to have you need me too I just want to get along, I just want to get along, like a house on fire I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, please just help me find you All the girls staring up at the sun find out too late, the damage is done All the daughters playing out in the rain find out that the grown up games just ain't any fun If you would be with someone like me Go back to when we both were free And get along famously I just want to get along, I just want to get along, like a house on fire I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone, please just help me find you Come on, come on turn me on, come on, come on turn me on, nothing would be finer I just want to get along, I just want to get along, like a house on fire
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released September 10, 2013

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BLACK TAXI Brooklyn, New York

BLACK TAXI is one of NYC's most prominent live acts, smashing an anything-goes punk ethos together with pop sensibilities, unparalleled energy, and brilliant songwriting.  The result is a raucous stage show, heavy on harmonies, spitfire guitar licks, body paint, and all manner of instrumentation.  ... more

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