The Vaccines Follow
Wreckin' Bar lyrics
Pretty girl, wreckin' bar
Ra, ra, ra, ra, here you are
Blowing up 'bout twice a night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, here I am
The Angel's Game, F. Scott Fitzgerald
The evening news and the Morning Herald
I know they're not from very far
But les femmes là -bas, c'est pas de joie
Where you been? You can't say?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, you may
That might seem a bit below
No, no, no, no, it's funny though
Let's go home, I think we oughta
I know you're your mother's daughter
Well brought up and royal blue
And I haven't got the time for you
Finger pointing, presupposing
Watch out, man, the doors are closing
This is what you get when you turn your back
A clear blue sky turning dirty black
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Wreckin' Bar (Ra Ra Ra)
- 2 Blow It Up
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- Track 1 on What Did You Expect From the Vaccines?
- 2 If You Wanna
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- Track 2 on The Vaccines - EP
- 1 Post Break-Up Sex
- 3 Blow It Up
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- Track 2 on Come of Age Disc 2
- 1 No Hope
- 3 Tiger Blood
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