Vacuous Refrain from Vacuous Refrain by The Araby Bazaar

“this song comes from a dark place - the sad days…
“this song comes from a hard time - from tired eyes…
“and this song comes from a heart that gave out and died…
“yeah, this song - this song’s about a guy…”

and there you go again: another too-long, stillborn folk song -
raw, authentic strain plus vacuous refrain
oh, must you play the same bad, old, bored, four-chord tragi-porn?
well, each one has the same sad vacuous refrain…

“this song came from nowhere - straight out of thin air…
“and this song came from dreaming… (a whole lot of believing…)
“ah, this song came from asking ‘where’s the place for a God in all of this?’
“yeah, this song I call: “Sexy Bitch”…”

and there you go again: another tone-deaf, sex-pest, pop mess
syphilitic brains write vacuous refrains
the shock, I can’t contain - what do you mean it’s unrequited?
weaponise the blame for vacuous refrains…

baby, oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, baby, baby, baby, oh woah…

…there you go again: another plaid-clad boho’s notepad bursting into flames
(all vacuous refrains)
to dare to mount a stage with nothing but recycling on; to clearly know no shame
just vacuous refrains…
only vacuous refrains…
all-vacuous refrains…

• Alternative
• cynical
• homemade
• indie
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• United Kingdom