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Biography of a Bedroom Studio EP

by Sus2

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Filip Karlsson The lyrics are at times dragging the music down, however when it is good, its really good 'Annabelle' comes to mind as a perfect example of this Favorite track: Annabelle.
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1.
Mr. Red 02:54
Lock up your door, lock it real tight The devil's come to town You'll see no light, 'til the end of your life Don't you make a sound. If he comes knocking, it won't be nice And he'll leave you with that one thing that you don't want in your life Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He's closing in Go grab your holy cross and your violin He's gonna' steal all your money And take all your wives So don't you go leaving your home tonight. "Mr. Red is the name, how do you do? I'm not from round here but I've been watching you I've come for your soul so say goodbye to your wife 'Cos where we're going Sir you best be in for a ride" If he comes knocking, it won't be nice And he'll leave you with that one thing that you don't want in your life Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He's closing in Go grab your holy cross and your violin He's gonna' steal all your money And take all your wives So don't you go leaving your home tonight. [Instrumental Break] Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He's closing in Go grab your holy cross and your violin He's gonna' steal all your money And take all your wives So don't you go leaving your home tonight. Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! He's closing in Go grab your holy cross and your violin He's gonna' steal all your money And take all your wives So don't you go leaving your home tonight.
2.
This Town 03:22
Puddles line the streets filled with rainbows inside them But lift your head up son you'll see colour's just hiding From these streets as the oil spill remains the most inviting scene And the smog from they chimneys creates a black cloud But the people underneath it remain 'oh so proud' But what's to be proud of when your kids are all off trying green. So I sit writing songs in the park While kids use graffiti and think that it's smart To ride around in shopping carts, when it's dark. Get me out of this town with its dark, grey streets Let me play music wherever my feet land Surrounded by people who appreciate what I do. You all tell me stories 'bout how to live my life But what if I'm to tell you "it's all a load of SH*TE" 'Cos it's not up to you, to make my mind up for me Got decisions still to make, university on one hand But all I wanna d is make music with my band and Get up on the stage, follow the path of my dreams. So I sit and I think what to do While the rest of the world blocks the field of my view Out of the window that I'm staring through, something new? Get me out of this town with its dark, grey streets Let me play music wherever my feet land Surrounded by people who appreciate what I do. 'Cos I'm sick of this Town and I'm sick of you people Trying to live a lie saying everyone's equal While I'm scraping sh*t off a plate just to make a small wage Get me out of this town with its dark, grey streets Let me play music wherever my feet land Surrounded by people who appreciate what I do. And once I am out I will never turn around I'll just keep walking away from that cloud And hold my head high in a place I could truly be proud Not this dirty old town.
3.
Trains 03:19
Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left... Can we go back in time to the day When we were kids, no jobs, just sit around and play? Thinkin' bout all the times we had All the things we did whether they were good or bad Why, why, did you have to leave 'cos not having you around Is like I can't breathe. We're not glad, did we do bad? Cos you got on that train and left us all sad Take a breath just take a chance All we wanned was a little bit of love and romance but no... Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left... Thats right, you did it bad this time You didn't even think it through before you went this time But life goes on, keep on moving little soldier 'memba daddy always told ya' not to leap but just to love Yeah, no thoughts left behind from past times Memories, you and me, we were free So keep your hopes up high and your head down low And nobody in this world will ever let you go (Get on a train) Take a breath just take a chance All we wanned was a little bit of love and romance (Get on a train) but no... Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left... [Instrumental break] Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left Get on a train, take a breath It's okay now there's nothing left... (x2)
4.
Annabelle 02:35
He was only fifteen She walked about like she was the Queen And when the boys stared, she'd just flick her hair And pretend she'd not seen. He was only a freak Spent his time playing RPGs His friends were all online, maybe that's why His chances looked bleak Then he picked up a guitar And he sang "Annabelle" Then he picked up a guitar And he sang it so well It was only that week That the girl finally noticed our geek And when the boys stared at the unlikely pair She kissed him on the cheek When she came round for tea With nothing to watch on TV she said "I haven't heard you play that song in ages Will you play it for me?" Then he picked up a guitar And he sang "Annabelle" Then he picked up a guitar And he sang it so well He was only fifteen She walked about like she was the Queen But now he feels like a King, her finger bears the ring She's the girl of his dreams Because he picked up a guitar And he sang "Annabelle" Because he picked up a guitar And he sang it so well And he sang it so well (x2)
5.
Coconut Rum 03:17
I was on the drink again last night I didn't know where I was Because I couldn't see in-front of me I felt like I was lost The morning after came so fast Waking up at 2 o'clock Getting out of bed too quick I felt my stomach drop We'll party til the morning comes, we'll never sit there twiddling thumbs We'd rather drink coconut rum, starting fights with everyone And in the morning we'll regret the guys we hit and girls we met We'll wake up with an aching head, and cant recite the alphabet Everyone knows the feeling of being a drunken mess Doing what you want and not caring less Getting naked and wasted and happy, and having lots of fun Until you wake up tomorrow, and see the damage done Photos go up on Facebook The police are at my door Its 3 o'clock in the morning What am I arrested for? They say: "Son, you were drunk last night You don't have to say anymore" I say: "Sorry officer if I was having fun I didn't know it was against the law" We'll walk back home ten miles away still slightly drunk on the next day We'll sober up along the way, I think my liver will decay I'll get some texts through from a friend, he'll tell me off for things I said About his girl that I will never remember Everyone knows the feeling of being a drunken mess Doing what you want and not caring less Getting naked and wasted and happy, and having lots of fun Until you wake up tomorrow, and see the damage done (x3)

about

The tracks on here are all written and recorded by ourselves in a little, home-made bedroom studio. We generally tended to use an AKG condenser microphone for vocals, c1000 and Sm57 for guitar - did the job!

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released June 16, 2013

Tom Powell (Sus2): lead vocals, acoustic guitar, album artwork
Elliot Robinson (Sus2): acoustic guitar, 2nd vocals, percussion
Danny Walker (Sus2): electric, acoustic and bass guitar, synths, 3rd vocals and producer.

Andrew Tapp: rear-album artwork design
John Taylor: CD duplication
Steve Hoggart: CD mastering

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Sus2 Stockton On Tees, UK

Sus2 is an acoustic band of three 18 year old guys from Teesside who write sweet, original, acoustic music while also covering an extensive list of chart favourites in a lively, acoustic style. Its a simple set-up of two guitars and 3 vocals - one lead vocalist with both guitarists adding vocals to create tight 3 part harmonies. ... more

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