I get
What I own don’t let
The feelings that I choose
'Cause everybody else do
Gotta get outtathaway
No time for me to say
Everyone in the world don’t affect you
We think
You’re a lot different
Your number ain’t your thing
You’re always on the wrong end
Gotta get outtathaway
No time for me to say
Everyone in the world don’t affect you
Now come on
Gotta get outtathaway
No time for me to say
When I speak out of line
I don’t believe in time
I met Craig Nicholls a few times....(I was in a shitty band that used to be on about 4 bands before these guys) ... you'll never meet someone more obsessed with music....he doesnt really talk to anyone much ...he is either sitting in a corner strumming and writing or recording down idea's on a little four track he carries around. Or listening to other bands he likes on headphones ....or playing onstage( which I think he didn't really enjoy) . He would bypass a room full of hot groupies after playing ,all gunning for him ...to get to a guitar and a quiet corner and continue creating music...that's all I ever saw him do. He was pretty nice dude....very shy and a bit odd( I knew he had aspergers). He was obsessed with beach boys and their harmonies. And also Beatle harmonies. And I never saw him eat cause he was too busy making and recording music...I guarantee he would be strummingv a guitar right now
"Outtathaway!"
I get
What I own
Don't let
The feelings that I choose
'Cause everybody else do
Gotta get outtathaway!
No time for me to stay
Everyone in the world dont affect you
We think
You're a lot different
Your number ain't your thing
Your life is on the wrong end
Gotta get outtathaway!
No time for me to stay
Everyone in the world dont affect you
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
Gotta get outtathaway!
No time for me to stay
When I speak out of line
I don't believe in time
Do the guys in this band know how much they influenced obscure/indie/hardcore/garage/lo fi rock bands? I mean, everyone loved these guys in the last years of the 2000's, they were strange, underground, dirty, but also stylish, desirable by the girls and cool, the kind of guys that would talk about soccer in one room with FIFA players, then talk about death with emo kids in the bathroom and then get laid upstairs with some random blonde. Long live The Vines!