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Track: Bread Song
Artist: Black Country, New Road
Album: Ants From Up There

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Name: Black Country, New Road
Spotify Genres: art rock, post-rock
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A six-piece post-rock group from England who released their first sell-out single "Athens, France" in early 2019 on the label Speedy Wunderground and follow-up single 'Sunglasses' on Blank Editions. Subsequent releases include albums 'For The First Time' in early 2021 and the critically-acclaimed 'Ants From Up There' in early 2022.

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Release: Black Country, New Road - Ants From Up There
Year: 2022
Genres: Rock
Styles: Art Rock, Post Rock

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LYRICS

Okay, well I just woke up
And you already don't care
That I tried my best to hold you
Through the headset that you wear
And as tight as I might hold it
Over where the signal's good
There's no way to save your evening now
Through the little phone that could

And yes I was tempted
And it christened me lonely, I pretended to falter
And I burnt scented candles there
And I hung some good pictures where
The paintwork was perfect so no-one could doubt it
That I was still losing

So show me the land you acquired
And slip into something beside
The holes you try to hide
And lay out your rules for the night
Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
Oh darling I
I never felt the crumbs until you said this place
Is not for any man
Nor particles of bread

Furnished your suffering
You played a good organ, the world gathered singing
Good words that you'd stolen
And every phone died then
And no-one had WiFi inside your apartment
We knelt at your altar

Okay, well I just woke up
And you already don't care
That I tried my best to hold you
Through the headset that you wear
And as tight as I might hold it
Over where the signal's good
There's no way to save your evening now
Through the little phone that could

So show me the land you acquired
And slip into something beside
The holes you try to hide
And lay out your rules for the night
Oh, don't eat your toast in my bed
Oh darling I
I never felt the crumbs until you said this place
Is not for any man
Nor particles of bread