(chorus)
Highway killed the village
Highway killed fashion, killed fashion
I was made by a milliner
Ultrasuede by Halston. We should all become
Old hat
Lost among the noise of muscular toys
Are all the old stories about old fashion, old fashion
I’m told that…
Black crows made mobile holes in
A blue sky that blew slow wind
Uptown was still low then
But now it’s all traffic. It’s all traffic. It’s all fast
chorus
(just give me some love)
He died without an heir to the castle. to the castle
To the throne
Think you’re the greatest just cause you’re the latest
Well, we all go, baby… to the rapture, to the rapture
With the ghosts
chorus
(just give me some love)
Rose passion from my clothes
Life is cold, the way it moves on without you knowin’
The last to a joke is the one they’re laughing, they’re laughing
At the most
French band flesh out the straightforward thrills of house music with rich tones and dynamic arrangements flecked with jazz, funk, and soul. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024