Play

I like to play, I like to I like to play, play I like to play I like to play, play

I like to playI like to play, playI like to play, play

I like to play, playI like to play, playI like to play, playI like to play

I play all day long in my roomI play all day long in my roomI like to play

Foundations

Thursday night, everything's fine Except you've got that look in your eye When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring You're thinking of something to say You'll go along with it then drop itAnd humiliate me in front of our friends

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin'And say something like, "Yeah, intelligent input, darlin'Why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitchAnd everyone we're with will be embarrassedAnd I won't give a shit

My fingertips are holding ontoThe cracks in our foundationAnd I know that I should let goBut I can't

And every time we fight I know it's not rightEvery time that you're upset and I smileI know I should forgetBut I can't

You said I must eat so many lemons'Cause I am so bitter I said, "I'd rather be with your friends, mate'Cause they are much fitter"

Yes, it was childish and you got aggressiveAnd I must admit that I was a bit scaredBut it gives me thrills to wind you up

My fingertips are holding on toThe cracks in our foundationAnd I know that I should let goBut I can't

And every time we fight I know it's not rightEvery time that you're upset and I smileI know I should forgetBut I can't

Your face is pasty 'cause you've goneAnd got so wasted, what a surpriseDon't want to look at your face'Cause it's makin' me sick

You've gone and got sick on my trainersI only got these yesterdayOh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this

Well, I'll leave you there 'till the mornin'And I purposely won't turn the heating onAnd dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one

My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundationAnd I know that I should let goBut I can't

And every time we fight I know it's not rightEvery time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forgetBut I can't

And every time we fight I know it's not rightEvery time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forgetBut I can't

And every time we fight I know it's not rightEvery time that you're upset and I smileI know I should forgetBut I can't

Mouthwash

This is my face Covered in freckles With the occasional spot and some veins

This is my body Covered in skinAnd not all of it you can see

And this is my mind It goes over and over the same old lines

And this is my brainIt's torturousAnalytical thoughts make me go insane

And I use mouthwashSometimes I flossI've got a familyAnd I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavementsI've got familiar facesI've got a mixed up memoriesAnd I've got favorite places

And I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I'm singin' at home on a Friday night

And I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I hope every thing's gonna be alrightAnd I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I hope every thing's gonna be alright

This is my faceI've got a thousand opinionsAnd not the time, the time to explain

And this is my bodyAnd no matter how you try and disable itYes, I'll still be here

And this is my mind And though you try to infringe You cannot confine

And this is my brainAnd even if you try and hold me backThere's nothing that you can gain

Because I use mouthwashSometimes I flossI've got a family And I drink cups of tea

I've got nostalgic pavementsI've got familiar facesAnd I've got mixed up memoriesAnd I've got favorite places

I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I'm singin' at home on a Friday night

And I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I hope every thing's gonna be alrightAnd I'm singin' at home on a Friday nightAnd I hope every thing's gonna be alright

Dickhead

Why you bein' a dickhead for? Stop bein' a dickhead Why you bein' a dickhead for? You're just fuckin' up situations

Why you bein' a dickhead for?Stop bein' a dickheadWhy you

bein' a dickhead for?You're just fuckin' up situations

Shiny floor, slippery feetLights are dim, my eyes can't meetThe reflection that turns my imagesUpside down so I can't see

Think you know everythingYou really don't know nothingI wish that you were more intelligentSo you could see that what you're doin'Is so shitty to me

Thirty five people couldn't countOn two hands the amount of timesYou made me stop, stop and thinkWhy are you bein' such a dickhead for?

Stop bein' a dickheadWhy you bein' a dickhead for?You're just fuckin' up situationsWhy you bein' a dickhead for?

Stop bein' a dickheadWhy you bein' a dickhead for?You're just fuckin' up situations

Stop, but don't showJust have a think before youWill you, stop, now don't showJust have a think before you

Will you stop, no don't showJust have a think before youWill you stop it, oh Will you just have a think before you

My brain and my bonesDon't want to take this anymoreNo, my brain and my bonesDon't want to take this anymore

No, my brain and my bonesDon't want to take with this anymoreNo, my brain and my bonesDon't want to take this anymore

So why you bein' a dickhead for?Stop bein' a dickheadWhy you bein' a dickhead for?You're just fuckin' up situations

Why you bein' a dickhead for?Stop bein' a dickheadWhy you

bein' a dickhead for?You're just fuckin' up situations

Birds

She was waiting at the station He was getting off the train He didn't have a ticket So he had to bum through the barriers again

Well, the ticket inspector saw him rushing throughHe said, “Girl, you don't knowHow much I missed you but we better run'Cos I haven't got the funds to pay this fine”She said fine

And so they ran out of the stationAnd jumped on to a busWith two of yesterdays travel cardsAnd two bottles of Bud And he said, “You look very nice”

Well, she wearing a skirtAnd he thought she looked niceAnd yeah, she didn't really care about anything else 'Cos she only wanted him to think That she looked nice and he did

But he was looking at her, yeah, all funny in the eyeShe said, “C'mon boy, tell me what you're thinkingNow don't be shy”He said, “Alright I'll try”

“All the stars up in the sky and the leaves in the treesAll the broken bits that make you trip upAnd grassy bits in between, all the matter in the worldThat's how much that I like you”She said, “What?”, he said, “Let me try and explain again”

“Right, birds can fly so highAnd they can shit on your headYeah, they can almost fly into your eyeAnd make you feel so scared”

“But when you look at themAnd you see that they're beautifulThat's how I feel about you”

“Right, birds can fly so highAnd they can shit on your headYeah,

they can almost fly into your eyeAnd make you feel so scared”

“But when you look at themAnd you see that they're beautifulThat's how I feel about youYeah, that's how I feel about you”

She said, “What?”, he said, “You”She said, “What are you talking about?”He said, “You”

“Right birds can fly so highAnd they can shit on your headYeah, they can almost fly into your eyeAnd make you feel so scared”

“But when you look at themAnd you see that they're beautifulThat's how I feel about you”

“Right, birds can fly so highAnd they can shit on your headYeah, they can almost fly into your eyeAnd make you feel so scared”

“But when you look at themAnd you see that they're beautifulThat's how I feel about youRight, that's how I feel about you”

She said, “Thanks, I like you, too”He said, “Cool”

We get on

Simply knowing you existAin't good enough for meBut asking for your telephone numberSeems highly inappropriate

Seeing as I can'tEven say hiWhen you walk by

And that time you shook my handIt felt so niceI swear I never feltThis way about any other guyAnd I don't usually notice people's eyes but

I conducted a plan

To bump into you most accidentallyBut I was walking alongAnd I bumped into you much more heavilyThan I'd originally plannedIt was well embarrassing andI think you thought that I was a bit of a twat

I just think that we get onI wish I could tell you face to faceInstead of singing this stupid songBut yeah I just think that we might get on

So I went to that party and everyoneThey were kind of artyAnd I was wearing this dressBecause I wanted to impressBut I wasn't sure if I looked my best'Cause I was so nervousBut I carried on regardlessStrutting through each roomTrying to find you

And when I saw youKissing that girlMy heart it shatteredAnd my eyes, they wateredAnd when I tried to speak I stuttered

And my friends were like whateverYou'll find someone betterHis eyes were way too close togetherAnd we never even liked him from the startAnd now he's with that tartAnd I heard she done some really nasty stuffDown in the park with MichaelHe said she's easyAnd if your guy's with someone that's sleazyThen he ain't worth your time'Cause you deserve a real nice guy

I proceeded to get drunk and cryAnd lock myself in the toiletsFor the entire night

Saturday nightI watched channel fiveI particularly liked CSI

I don't ever dreamAbout you and meI don't ever make up stuff about usThat would be classed as insanityI don't ever drive by your house to see if you're inI don't even have an opinionOn that tramp that you're still seeingI don't know your timetableI don't know your face off by heart

But I must admitThat there is still a part of meThat thinks we might get onThat we could get onThat we should get on

Nicest thing

All I know is that you're so nice You're the nicest thing I've seen I wish that we could give it a go See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world

I wish my smile was your favourite kinda smile I wish the way that I dressed Was your favorite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out But you'd always wanna know what I was about I wish you'd hold my hand when I was upset I wish you'd never forget The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favorite beauty spot That you loved secretly 'Cos it was on a hidden bit That nobody else could see

Basically, I wish that you loved me I wish that you needed me I wish that you knew when I said two sugars Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break Yeah, I wish that without me You'd be spending the rest of your nights awake

I wish that without me you couldn't eat Yeah, I wish I was the last thing on your mind Before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that You're the nicest thing I've ever seen And I wish we could see if we could be something Yeah, I wish we could see if we could be something.

Interview

Sony Entertainment Network: Now that you’re on your third album, what lessons have you learned from the other two?

Kate Nash: I’ve learnt a lot from touring and being in studios so much over the course of the last 6 going on 7 years now. I also produced a band called Supercute’s record in 2011, that totally educated on every aspect of making a record too, as I was responsible for someone else’s art and vision it made me focus on every single tiny detail and I think I was able to carry that over to this third album too. I think this record is so gut and emotionally led though that the actual songwriting process was fairy thoughtless. I just puked my emotions out and then thought about it afterwards. I guess I’ve learnt not to wait on other people too, sometimes you know what’s right and you just have to trust that and go with it. If I didn’t I wouldn’t have made this record and I would probably be in a mental health clinic freaking out right now. Music is my therapy and I need it to survive. I have also realized that there are always other options and that you have to take a lot of the emotion out of the business side of things and put yourself first.

SEN: You are able to play several instruments, which is your favorite and why?

KN: Definitely the bass guitar. I just fell in love with how it felt to play it. It makes me feel very powerful, it’s literally like wearing a weapon, it’s so big and heavy and strong. And it just feels so satisfying to play. It also opened up a whole new way to write songs for me, and it’s been the most enjoyable songwriting process.

SEN: What’s the essential item in your suitcase when you go on tour?

KN: My DM creepers, an American apparel full mesh body suit, I can wear under anything on stage, this black chiffon mini dress I always wear, mac ruby woo lipstick and black eyeliner.

SEN: Tell us about your experience filming Greetings from Tim Buckley.

KN: I lived in NY for about a month which was so much fun. We shot in Brooklyn in the original church where Jeff played the show we are telling the story of, where he was essentially discovered and things kicked off for him, a tribute show to his father. Some of the original promoters and musicians were in the movie and we performed a live music show to a live audience which made for a really unique experience. I loved all the hair and make-up team and crew and really got my head around what being in the movie world is actually like. Penn did such a great job at being Jeff, his voice and look was incredible. I loved shooting nights and living in NY and just being part of someone else’s vision. The director Dan was a dream too, so creative and had such a beautiful imagination. Very cool experience.

SEN: Your album is called Girl Talk, so what are the three girliest things you own?

KN: This giant red prom style vintage dress that I bought for the OMYGOD video. A tiara with a plastic be-jewelled wand I bought on a ferry on tour. And my rookie Yearbook 1!

SEN: You recently travelled to Africa with Plan International, an organization that helps children in developing countries. What all did you end up doing out there?

KN: I travelled to a small community called Ho Ho about 5 hours from Accra. There was so much to take in on the journey there that it flew by and didn’t feel like a long journey at all. So many new sounds and sights etc., from wild baboons on the side of the road, to the ladies selling food from wooden structures they were carrying on their heads at the toll roads, to seeing the amount of heavy duty manual labour going on in the city, to coffins being sold on the side of the road, to the sugar cane fields and mountains, it was all so exciting to see! We met with a chief and the elders, a primary school and then a group called girls making media who were so SO inspiring. They were studying on a course, around the ages of 15-18

on how to change their community for the better, by learning about sexism, sexual assault, bullying, hygiene, other problems that they face every day. They interview people in the community about the troubles they face and then work on fixing the problems, it was amazing.

SEN: You seem very into fashion. What is your favorite on-stage outfit?

KN: It’s a blue polkadot mini dress with a large white collar, black tights, some shiny schoolish shoes from office and fishnet tights.

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Frosting for Breakfast by Lee Batchelor

Not only the Quake by Mael.K

Black Jack by Typadelic

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