Spitting out lines you read in a book
Trained your eyes to give mean looks
Thinking you're protecting yourself
Man, you kid don't know nothing of helpful hooks
Killing kindness, honey sweet as an ache
Soaring spit in a long hallway
Doors sure as heartbreak open to shake a little shiver out of you
It's an open sky shy of excuses we make
Licking the ground, grime engrosses our teeth
In wiggling gums thumbs point back to me
We just had to test a theory
All I can say is thank you
For helping me to figure it out
I'm better off without my southern man
These days I think about what has been
Dragons dripping in cocaine heroin
Play-doh people popping in to melt into a mother
Of a wicked hangover, stay over
And play some games with me
It's a life pursuit, trivial as it may be
Kicking caffeine to the curb
Dolly's pregnant and Ken deserted her
For a more fiscally fundamental venture
And those pictures sliming sideways from the walls
Liquid juicing out your eyeballs
Lady fingers, they taste just like lady finger
All I can say is thank you
For helping me to figure it out
I'm better off without my southern man
A new single from David Luximon is mesmerizing and atmospheric, soulful vocals alternating with heartfelt spoken word. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2020
Deeply-felt, folk-derived indiepop from Melbourne that balances lovely, quavering vocal melodies with twinkling acoustics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2017