At the Club Album

Artist(s): Kenickie

Cover Art

Kenickie At the Club Cover Art

Tracklist

In Your Car

length: 3:47
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton

You`ve got a gift, I can tell by looking,
Give us a lift, I get so tired of walking,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I`m in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I`m in heaven, I`m too young to feel so old

(What happened then? I asked him...)

Is this your car, It`s quite a machine
Doting father, I see you keep it clean oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I`m in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I`m in heaven, I`m too young to feel so old

(We heard you talking! And I was saying...)

Back in your house in the afternoon,
What are you talking about? Why would I want to see your room?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

Its so seductive when he un-derstands,
Its so seductive when he takes my head in his hands and says,

It doesn`t matter what kind of mess I make, Oh yeah,
He`s going to see for certain everything will be OK

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

I`m in heaven, I have been told, (who told ya!)
I`m in heaven, I`m too young to feel so old

(How`d ya leave him? I just said...)

Thanks for the ride, It sure beats walking,
Your really alright, Though you can`t tell by looking,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah x2

This is heaven, Didn`t you know? (d`ya Reckon?)

This is heaven, I`m too young to feel this old...

People We Want

length: 3:26
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
She's eating lipstick and drinking champagne
She's dancing home
She is taking cocaine

All our lives
Rolled into one
All our lives
We watch them gone

She's watching telly in somebody's house
She's feeling smelly
It's time to go out

All our lives
Rolled into one
This life
Is taking too long

If we go home
What happens now
If we stay on
We could be
The people we want

It was a shame when the papers found out
Her real name
What the joke was about

All our lives
Now they are one
This life
Is taking too long

And happy hour had lasted all night
She thought for once
She had found someone right

Well its nice
To be loved by someone
This love life
Is taking too long

If we go home
What happens now
But if we stay on
Could we be
The people we want

Spies

length: 2:10
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
I'm working on a new insult
Send it straight to you
I'm setting up a new mission
Making my plan foolproof

You should stay
Out of my way
I'm doind this for you
I don't have time
To watch you cry
I do the work of two

You keep me talking
Weather's not quite right
Do you know quite how boring
Do you know I could die tonight

So watch your back
'cos I might crack
And I'm licenced to kill
Your bloodless face
Your silent mouth
Would give me such a thrill
oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

You should stay
Out of my way
I'm doing this for you
I don't have time
To watch you cry
I do the work oftwo

We are spies
We will kill you
We are spies
We will kill you

Shanana ooh
Shanana oooh
Shanana Ooooooooooh

How I Was Made

length: 2:25
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
When I was madeThe good Lord rubbed my faceTo give it
shapeHe formed a callousThats how my face was
madeOh sweet Change meTeach me to think
like they doTeach me to thinkLike youWhen I was madeThe good Lord filled my veinsUp
with siltFrom the riverThat's how my blood runs
coldYou're sweetChange meTeach me
to think like they doTeach me to thinkLike YouWhen I was madeThe good Lord strechedMy skin
across a frameLike canvasThat's how my sense is
numbHe says I'm sweetChange meChange my colourLeave me greyThere are too many
moths around When I shine

Brother John

length: 2:58
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
And now its all gone wrong
Brother John can't fix it can't call
Onto one of his midgets
Cos I am the best
Don't you ever dare to forget
Get on your knees
And belive it

I think that everyone looks better
When they're sad
It's OK to be sad

It's up to you
Where your going
What you will do
Time to make a decision
Don't prtend you're nice
Just run fast catch up to your life
It's rolling over with ya
Yeah...

Ithink that everyone looks better
When they're sad
Its OK to be sad

I rule the throat
Give you golden tablets to swallow
Get it down when I tell ta
Take out your eyes
Give you back a ruby suprise
Now your tears are worth it
Yeah...

To think that they belive us
When we say we're sad
It's OK to be sad

Don't make my mistakes
And live too fast
Fillyour life with dirty passion
Don't make my mistakes and
Close your eyes
Fillyour head
Up with things you like
Yeah...

Let's hear some noise (whooo!)
Come on children give us your voice
Time to show you belive it
Sing Alleluia (Alleluia!)
Give it all you've got for real fur
Cos we know what you'r wearing
Yeah...

I think that everyone looks better
When they're sad
It's OK I'm not sad

Millionaire Sweeper

length: 2:32
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
I can taste the sweet smell of success on your breath
And I know where it came from,
No need for chewing gum,

I saw her today you know, she`s filling up with ammo...
(la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

Here we are again

She was always wide,
Now it`s drinking her out from the inside,


He filled her with champagne, got a tattoo, forgot her name...
(la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

In the car again.
Now her kisses, full at first,
Ache like blisters waiting to get burst


She is alone, he`s been here but know he`s gone...
(la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

She`s alone again

Stunted by our early growth,

We`re stunted you and I, Stunted we are both

Drum / Clap break

La la la la la la la la la la la la etc...

Robot Song

length: 4:40
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
I wish I had a heart
I'd call it tiger
And wrapped in silver thread
I'd tie it to my chest
To bring you home

I wish I had a car
And bits of wire
To tie you to the seat
I'd drive you to the beach
And keep on going

And I know when I've been stung
When I'm trapped inside my bed
Feel my flesh begin to swell
i'm an evil shade of red

I hate the taste of skin
It's terrifying
Reminds me of the truth
That biting bits of you
Can bring you home

And I hate
One sweet taste
And these miricals
I feel it in my skin
Know in my head
When you touch me

I am still awake at night
in my dreams
When my eyes are full of
Pictures of the day
But not quite right
just to bring you home

I'm so lucky
I can pick my feelings
I never want to cry
I'm so ugly
But I want to pick my feelings
So I choose not to mind
It's true
To you
It must seem sad
I know
It all
But I'm not sad belive me
'Cos I choose not to be

I wish I had the skill
To stop my thinking
Concentrate each breath
To make sure that it's done
It's not instinctive

Classy

length: 3:10
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
We're
On our backs
Looking up at the satrs
We
Have a laugh
Falling down
Scratching cars

Watch your backs
Hide your knives
I'm the fastest man alive

We make things out of sin
With blood and human skin
We never see the sights
We're out to late at night

We
Don't need you
We go out
By ourselves
We catch the bus
Into town
Into hell

Break your heart
Break your face
Not that much to look at anyway

We make things out of dust
So we can smash them up
We never see the sights
We're out too late at night

Now you know that my lips thick
I'll write on your shirt
Make the words look like pictures
And that's just the start
Of it all

We've got class
We've got style

We're on our backs
Looking up at the stairs
We have a laugh falling down
Scratching cars

Watch your backs
Hide the knives
I'm the fastest man alive
We make things out of sin
With blood and human skin
We never see the sights
We're out to late at night
So we can smash them up
Da da da da da da

We're class we've got class
We're class we've got class
We're class we've got class
We're class we've got style

Punka

length: 3:06
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Pete Gofton, Lauren Gofton

Punkaaaaaaaaaaaaa.



Hey Punka (hey), how're you doin'?

Hey Punka (hey), are you staying true to you?

Cos that's what Punkas do,

I wanna be a Punka too,

And if your friends all bitch, you're a Punka (Punka),

If your life is kitsch, you're a Punka (Punka),

I'm a Punka too.



Hey Punka (hey), I've got ambition,

Hey Punka (hey), my one wish is to,

Be as punk as you when I grow up,

If Punkas ever do grow up,

And if your hits all miss, you're a Punka (Punka),

If you dance like this, you're a Punka (Punka),

I'm a Punkaaaaaaa.



P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

Lo-fi songs are great, Punka!

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

We never learnt to play, cos we're Punka!

I wanna be a Punka too,

When I grow up if Punkas ever do,

I wanna be,

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

Underground cliche, Punka!

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

We always want to stay, hey Punka!

I wanna be a Punka too,

When I grow up if Punkas ever do,

And play guitar like.



1-2-3-4,

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

Lo-fi songs are great, Punka!

P-U-N-K-A, Punka!

Don't you want to play, Punka?



I wanna be a Punka too,

When I grow up if Punkas ever do,

I wanna be like youuuuuuuuuuu.

Nightlife

length: 3:20
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Pete Gofton, Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
if you could touch our lizard skin
we wouldn't feel it
we meet at night in shady bars
then we get greedy

daytime! nighttime!

I can't work with heavy coats
they're not revealing
have to see each other's clothes
so we're all freezing

don't mind! we like!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

and now there are stains on all my clothes
I don't remember
so now I walk with back to walls
in front of friends

Streetlights! Streetlife!

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

we are HERE for your entertainment
take us as you like
we are YOURS for your delectation
eat to your delight

we are NOW for your inspiration
soundtrack to the times
we are YOUNG for your desecration
destroy what you find

if I see you out again
we'll smile in passing
no I don't want to see you, friend
but thanks for asking

Heartbreak (heartbreak!)
nice time (nice time!)
Streetlight (streetlight!)
skintight (skintight!)

Kiss you! (Kiss you!) Kiss my! (Kiss my!)

NIGHTLIFE!
NIGHTLIFE!

P.V.C.

length: 2:25
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Emma Jackson, Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
My halo slips over my eyes
My nice dress rips and I don't cry
What am I doing here
when I just want to wear

PVC (it's my favourite plastic)
PVC ('cause it's nice and shiny)
PVC (and completely waterproof)
Start again, start again

A lipstick stain on my nice dress
The fabric's scarred and I'm distressed
I take my own advice -
get kitted out in nice

PVC (it's my favourite plastic)
PVC ('cause it's nice and shiny)
PVC (and completely waterproof)
Start again, start again

Never see me cry this way
Sugar-free and twice as nice this way

The moral of this little tale
Do what you like and you can't
fail To get in someone's way

Hey!

PVC (it's my favourite plastic)
PVC ('cause it's nice and shiny)
PVC (and completely waterproof)
Start again, start again

Come Out 2Nite

length: 1:59
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
We Dress Cheap.
We Dress Tacky.
We Dance for thrills
Our night out is getting nasty.

And she drank all that we had.
Then she threw up and they were glad.

I laughed.

Time goes slow in the dark.
We're getting drunk in the Park.
We've got our gang
and I know we'll always be friends

Getting chatted up by the lads
Bombing down the street, it's a laugh

I'm Glad

Drink what you can.
Eat off the man.
Where high heels
And get a record deal

We don't have time to be sad.
Come out tonight, you've got to promise
If you want to have it

You've got to become what you can
It's dark and it's savage, It's only in Neon
So come out and grab it.

Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight
Come out tonight

I Never Complain

length: 3:51
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton
I never complain
It never gets you anywhere
It's always the same
Push too hard you'll break the frame

You and I are light
We're like b___erflies
But not so easy
I need s___e to hide
And if I close my eyes
Can you see me?

I never will break
Load my up I'll take the strain
It's always the same
Take the weight you take the blame

You and I collide
We're like comets but
We're not that bright
I need s___e I'm shy
And if I close my eyes
Can you see me?

You can take the pace
But are you getting anywhere
This isn't a race
And there's no finish line there

You and I are right
we're like angels but
We're scared of dying
I need you tonight
And if I close my eyes
Will you be here?

It's night and I have tied
My genius to my lunacy
It's height and he's alright
But I'm here in this room again
Giving up
You give it up too
Give it up to me

Cos I like to take
I'll suck things out you never knew
You had to forsake
Just let go and give it up to
Me

Acetone / Montrose Gimps It Up For Charity

length: 10:56
lyricist: Lauren Gofton
composer: Anne Marie Nixon, Lauren Gofton