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I Don't Want To Be Your B​-​Side

by The Capris

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1.
Come to Me 03:43
Come to me Sometimes when life gets on an uphill groove You can’t walk on, you can’t hardly stand Look and find me in a roadside bar Playing lead guitar in a 10 cent band Come to me Come to me Come to me, we’re moving on Sometimes you look out through your window pane All you get is the grey-scale blues Don’t look around for someone else to blame You’ve got to recognise your problem lies in you Come to me Come to me Come to me, we’re moving on I wrote a letter to myself Just to remind me that there’s something else Your love is like tempered steel Lying awake I can almost fly Over the years like a satellite I feel your ghost. It’s in me now Sometimes when life gets on an uphill groove You can’t walk on, you can’t hardly stand Look and find me in a roadside bar Playing lead guitar in a 10 cent band Come to me Come to me Come to me, we’re moving on
2.
So Low 03:35
We went so low, I never managed to draw the best out of you And all these people, well they always knew so much better than you You’ve still got so much to prove my friend Time to start anew, I guess So now it’s over to you I’ve been knocked down Eight years driving round on the same old ground Till the wheels locked up and the hub refused to move I’ll call it plain When you’re playing a game and you’re losing again and again Gotta find them walking shoes We went so low, I think I managed to draw the worst out of you When the shit comes down, I might’ve known you’d not be around You’ve got so much to do Somebody’s calling to you, my friend Got no time to make amends So now it’s over to you I’ve been knocked down Eight years driving round on the same old ground Till the wheels locked up and the hub refused to move I’ll call it plain When you’re playing a game and you’re losing again and again Gotta find them walking shoes Ain’t no easy life – we’ve all gotta make a little sacrifice We’ve all got too much to lose If bullshit’s the name of your game, I’m sorry friend but I’m just not playing We’ve all got too much to lose Gotta find those walking shoes We went so low, I never managed to draw the best out of you
3.
Burn 03:35
Your mother won’t mind if we take a cruise beneath the Stars tonight We’ll be home right before the dawn And anyway, Saturday is a night for turning, I’m still learning more and more About the light you cast my way In the end we’re just butterflies We’re the moths around a flame But if I know you and you know me We’ll burn this out in perfect harmony The end of the road is never clear from where we stand So take my hand, and call my name and dance with me into the shimmering flames If you never go, you’ll never know just what the world had planned Pull up a chair and watch the years roll by You could be a passenger, yeah, or the driver of this train Take your choice, it may not come round again In the end we’re just butterflies We’re the moths around a flame But if I know you and you know me We’ll burn this out in perfect harmony The end of the road is never clear from where we stand So take my hand, and call my name and dance with me into the shimmering flames You’re not looking much older. It’s a long time now since you cried on my shoulder So long. Let it burn baby burn baby burn Never tried much to work things out since you’re living up there in that rich man’s house So long. Let it burn baby, burn baby, burn Let it burn, yeah
4.
We’ve reached a bad situation. Just can’t let it ride anymore Coz something’s taking you over My heart used to skip a beat when you crossed the floor, came in through my door But these days I don’t know if you’re doing me over We've got to make a decision We could just walk this line or Take the crossroads as it comes Hang a right and I´ll see you next someday You know you just can't relax On both sides of the tracks It´s dragging me, dragging me, dragging me, uh oh, under There’s no doubt about it, you can’t live without it Static chopping channels on the radio – one step forward – Let it go, baby go! You cashed in your prospects for a bag full of gear– Cut it down now! Cut it down now! This is a head-on-collision. We may not survive this time Too tired to talk for 2 more hours. Let a shroud fall down like an inner-city sunset I used to hang on your words, now your love’s like a curse It’s dragging me, dragging me, dragging me, uh oh, under There’s no doubt about it, you can’t live without it Static chopping channels on the radio – one step forward – Let it go, baby go! You cashed in your prospects for a bag full of gear– Cut it down now! Cut it down now! It’s bigger than you and it’s bigger than me I’m sitting in an empty bar with an empty jar like a sad non-entity I don’t know nothing ‘bout this under-toe and the places it could make you go But that’s alright. It’s alright. But it cuts to the bone
5.
Evil Eye 01:53
Baby, you were born under a bad sign Cross a rolling stone with the evil eye  “Ku-ku-cachoo”, you said, “What’s up with you?” Should’ve known from the way that you dealt the pack That my cards were sure to lose Yeah, when they played your song on the radio You stayed out all night long When I called to ask, “Babe, when are you coming home?” You laughed, “Honey, disconnect the phone, tonight you’re sleeping alone!” Nobody wants nobody. I’ll take my somebody above anybody else But if your somebody thinks you’re nobody -gotta move on – move on I drew the shortest straw and you showed me the door I was looking for a place to crash when I saw you’d won once more All my credit cards cut in two and to one side was a note from you Just wishing me well- Just goes to show that you never can tell Nobody wants nobody. I’ll take my somebody above anybody else But if your somebody thinks you’re nobody -gotta move on – move on
6.
In the comfort zone on a journey home I was listening to radio 3 Taking stock of my life, thinking where to go from here Riding the restless steering wheel of time When I got the call, the king that makes you hit the wall It just stops you dead in your tracks So I hit the brakes. That’s all it takes Man, you’ve been swerving for some time I close my eyes and cry. Tell you why, tell you why, tell you why I draw an empty breath and sigh. Tell you why, tell you why, tell you why Got bad news, such bad news, got bad news Coming down the line Won’t you come back? Where did you go? Man, I need you now and always Won’t you come back? Where did you go? Man, we need you now and always In the comfort zone on a journey home I was listening to radio 3 And our worlds collide. There’s stuffing pouring out from the inside Scratch the surface but it makes no sense Got bad news, such bad news, got bad news Coming down the line Won’t you come back? Where did you go? Yeah, I need you now and always Won’t you come back? Where did you go? Yeah, we need you now and always Won’t you come back? Where did you go? We need you now and always Won’t you come back? Where did you go? Yeah, we need you now
7.
Sweet Sunday 03:00
She cuts a solitary figure by the road We’ll all read the sign, shake, sorry I can’t help you She’s walked a thousand miles through summer suns and snows Just to hear us claim, I’m sorry, I can’t see you Times sure get tough when you’ve drawn a rover’s lot On your last trip home there was no one left to meet you Sunday is your special day, won’t you get down on your knees And throw it all away Oh, Sweet Sunday Oh, Sweet Sunday You could’ve been a mathematician, you’ve got a steel trap For a mind that you can’t change even if you want to Bluebell woods and picking shells off beaches in the sun Pick a memory and smile until it comes undone Oh, Sweet Sunday Oh, Sweet Sunday I met a girl called Sunday on the road to Salisbury Plain And she told me tales of fury, grace and wonder I don’t know where she’s headed to or where she had come from But she told me this, they’ll never drive her under, oh no Oh, Sweet Sunday Oh, Sweet Sunday She cuts a solitary figure by the road We’ll all read the sign, shake, sorry I can’t help you
8.
B-Side 05:44
You look, you leap but I’m wearing lead shoes and I’m glued to the street So I’ll wave as my attitude drives you away You won’t be afraid You’ll take on the world and make sure that they pay all their dues I’ll keep a spot on the sofa warm for you And I know you can’t decide But I don’t want to be your B-side You think you could have it all and still feel so good But time’s still steering an unerring line You’ve made up your mind. Out of sight is out of mind And I´m gone like the early morning sun And I know you can’t decide But I don’t want to be your B-side And I know you can’t decide But I don’t want to be your B-side If you were a DJ, I’d be some insignificant disc A sad old 45 just struggling to make your list If you were the ocean I could never be your string of pearls As you wrap your shores around the world If you were the ocean, if you were the ocean I could run to you If you were the ocean, if you were the ocean I could ride the tides with you
9.
Totally 03:44
She was so totally gone So far out of the picture I’m still flipping frames to find a trace I was so totally high Waves crashing far beneath me like No one’s going to reach me this time, this time She was so totally wrong But man, no she never did second chances Put her life in storage and herself on a train I don’t know much but I’ve got this cynical, mixed up tale for you about how If you’ve held gold-dust never let it slip away Baby’s riding a south-bound train Oh, she’s so fine Oil rainbows on a station platform Full moon in her eyes She is so totally gone, said the operator At the end of a long-distance line Playing hopscotch with the kids down in the stairwell I filled my days but got no peace of mind Puzzles, pages, incomplete Circular conversations leave me cold, my marigolden girl Out on the running boards you may find you’ve got yourself an opening But you’ll always be my marigolden girl

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Released in December 2009
All tracks written and sung by Adrian Pitts except "Where did you go" by Gabriel Finn
Electric guitars, mandolins and harmonicas (Adrian Pitts)
Drums and percussion (Sebastien Aller)
Bass (Jose Mari Catalán and Jesus Bolaño)
Acoustic guitar (Gabriel Finn)
Violin (Raquel Pavón)
Clarinete (Ale Gamaza)

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released October 12, 2009

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The Capris Cádiz, Spain

The Capris es una formación que lleva varios años funcionando. En este tiempo el grupo ha llegado a tener una presencia importante en la actual escena musical gaditana. A parte de su primer LP independiente que sacaron en el 2010, dos años después sacaron el EP Drive. Ahora, tras dos años de inactividad la banda ha vuelto a los escenarios y actualmente están trabajando en su tercer disco. ... more

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