The Lumineers - The Lumineers Lyrics
Flowers In Your Hair
When we were younger we thought
Everyone was on our side
Then we grew a little bit
And romanticized the time I saw
Flowers in your hair
It takes a boy to live
It takes a man to pretend he was there
So then we grew a little and knew a lot
And how we demonstrated it to the cops
And all the things we said
We were self-assured
Cause it's a long road to wisdom
But it's a short one
To being ignored
Be in my eyes
Be in my heart
Be in my eyes ai yai yai
And be in my heart
So now I think that I could
Love you back
And I hope it's not too late cause you're attractive
And the way you move
I won't close my eyes
It takes a man to live
It takes a woman to make him compromise
Be in my eyes
Be in my heart
Be in my eyes ai yai yai
And be in my heart
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Classy Girls
Well she was standing in the bar
I said, "Hello, how do you do?"
She handed me a beer with a candle
She spoke of places I had never been
That she had traveled to
And we slowed danced along to faster tunes
I made her laugh, I made a pass, I showed her my half dollar ring
She said, "That's pretty cool,
But classy girls don't kiss in bars, you fool"
So later on the crowd calmed down
And I believe it was until
Something drew me closer to her lips
So picture my surprise when I had tried to lean in for a kiss
And she just smiled and turned her head down
I asked her, "Why?" and she replied,
"It was nothing I was doing nothing wrong, its just what it is"
Oh, classy girls don't kiss in bars like this
No, classy girls don't kiss in bars
Boys will break their backs and hearts
But its alright, the hardest part is through
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Submarines
I believe submarines
Underneath deep blue seas
Saw the flags: Japanese
No one will believe me
Ran back to the town bar
And I told the people how
I had seen the submarine
And everyone laughed aloud
I did spy periscopes
Dead of night on the eastern coast
The police made them jokes
Told me I'd seen a ghost
Everyone thinks I'm a liar
No one knows the truth
If it was a bigger fire
I would be on the roof
Ships will rust in Baldwin Bay
(Let me go!)
No one trusts what I say
(I don't know!)
Oh my God, no one paid
(Attention!)
Overnight my hair turned gray
(Oh oh oh!)
In the end it boils down to credibility
I had none, so I will die with the secrets of the sea
(Submarine! Can't find me! Submarine!)
Submarine...
(Submarine!)
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Dead Sea
I stood alone, upon the platform in vain
Puerto Ricans they were playing me salsa in the rain
With open doors and manual locks
In fast food parking lots
I headed West, I was a man on the move
New York had lied to me, I needed the truth
Oh, I need somebody, needed someone I could trust
I don't gamble, but if I did I would bet on us
Like the Dead Sea
You told me I was like the Dead Sea
You'll never sink when you are with me
Oh Lord, like the Dead Sea
Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea
The nicest words you ever said to me
Honey can't you see,
I was born to be, be your Dead Sea
You told me you were good at running away
Domestic life, it never suited you like a suitcase
You left with just the clothes on your back
You took the rest when you took the map
Yes, there are times we live for somebody else
Your father died and you decided to live
It for yourself you felt, you just felt it was time
And I'm glad, cause you with cats, that's just not right
Like the Dead Sea
You told me I was like the Dead Sea
You'll never sink when you are with me
Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea
Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea
The finest words you ever said to me
Honey can't you see
I was born to be, be your dead sea
I been down, I been defeated
You're the message I was heeding
Would you stay,
Would you stay the night?
Dead Sea,
Told me I was like the Dead Sea
Never sink when you are with me
Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea
Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea
The finest words you ever said to me
No need to move your feet so quickly
Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ho Hey
(Ho)
(Hey)
(Ho)
(Hey)
(Ho) I been tryin' to do it right
(Hey) I been livin' a lonely life
(Ho) I been sleepin' here instead
(Hey) I been sleepin' in my bed
(Ho) I been sleepin' in my bed
(Hey)
(Ho)
(Ho) so show me family
(Hey) all the blood that I will bleed
(Ho) I don't know where I belong
(Hey) I don't know where I went wrong
(Ho) but I can write a song
(Hey)
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweet
(Ho)
(Hey) come on, now
(Ho) hey
(Hey)
(Ho) I don't think you're right for him
(Hey) think of what it might've been if we
(Ho) took a bus to Chinatown
(Hey) I'd be standin' on Canal
(Ho) and Bowery
(Hey)
(Ho) she'd be standin' next to me
(Hey)
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweetheart
Love, we need it now
Let's hope for some
'Cause, oh, we're bleedin' out
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me
You're my sweet
(Ho)
(Hey)
(Ho)
(Hey)
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Slow It Down
I feel her filth in my bones
Wash off my hands til it's gone
The walls they're closing in
With velvet curtains
Some love was made for the light
Some kiss your cheek and goodnight
Lift up a red high heel
Lock up your doors with steel
They're makin noise in my street
My blinds are drawn i can't see
Smashed in my car window
Didn't touch the stereo
Slow it down, Angie come back to bed
Rest your arms, and rest your legs
Act like you've been here before
Smile less and dress up some more
Tie up your scarf real tight
These boys are out for blood tonight
Slow it down, Angie come back to bed
Rest your arms, and rest your legs
And when she stood she stood tall
She'll make a fool of you all
Don't ask for cigarettes
She ain't got nothin left for you
I never, she never, we never looked back
That wasn't what we were good at
And when it came to love
We were not good enough
Slow it down, Angie come back to bed
Rest your arms, and rest your legs
Don't you frown when you're feelin like that
Only love can dig you out of this
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Stubborn Love
She'll lie and steal, and cheat, and beg you from her knees
Make you think she means it this time
She'll tear a hole in you, the one you can't repair
But I still love her, I don't really care
When we were young, oh, oh, we did enough
When it got cold, ooh, ooh, we bundled up
I can't be told, ah, ah, it can't be done
It's better to feel pain, than nothing at all
The opposite of love's indifference
So pay attention now, I'm standing on your porch screaming out
And I won't leave until you come downstairs
So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love [x2]
Keep your head up, keep your love
And I don't blame you dear for running like you did all these years
I would do the same, you'd best believe
And the highway signs say we're close but I don't read those things anymore
I never trusted my own eyes
When we were young oh, oh, we did enough
When it got cold, ooh, ooh we bundled up
I can't be told, ah, ah, it can't be done
So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love [x2]
Keep your head up, keep your love
Head up, love
Head up, love
Head up, love
Head up, love
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Big Parade
Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
[Verse]
Fleet of black, fleet of black limousines
These tinted machines, here comes the cavalcade
With the armored cars, armored cars like berettas
Flags on antennaes designed to keep me safe, keep me safe
[Chorus]
And oh my my oh hey hey
Here he comes, the candidate
Blue eyed boy, united states
Vote for him, the candidate
[Verse]
Diamonds cut, diamonds cut for the carrots
Plaster of paris, the floats fill up the street
And the beauty queens, beauty queens with the white gloves
All sick from the night clubs, they wave with pageantry, pageantry
[Chorus]
Oh my my oh hey hey
Here it comes, the big parade
Marching bands and barricades
Make way, for the big parade
[Bridge]
[Verse]
Canvas covered, canvas covered in resin
The violent men who dance the blood ballet
And the bookies say, bookies say it's the 3rd round
Oh when louie will go down, if he don't there's hell to pay, and hell to raise
[Chorus]
And oh my my oh hey hey
Here he comes, the welterweight
Take a dive, for goodness sake
Or say goodbye to the welterweight
[Verse]
Catholic priest, catholic priest in a crisis
He's torn between romance and jesus, who will win the civil war
And he says I'm in love, I'm in love with a woman
Yea this is my confession, I'm leaving I can't a priest anymore, anymore
[Chorus]
And oh my my oh hey hey
There he goes, the man of faith
Left the church for a fiance
Let him love, the man of faith
[Bridge]
[Verse]
T.v. cameras, t.v. cameras and stage hands
American bandstand, electric guitars
And he's singin songs, singin songs for the lonely
All the girls with the room keys, they know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing
[Interlude]
Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
Lovely girl won't you stay, won't you stay, stay with me
All my life I was blind, I was blind, now I see
Lovely girl won't you stay, oh oh ohoh
[Chorus]
Oh my my oh hey hey
Here she comes by saving grace
Burn the car and save the plates
She's arrived, my saving grace
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Charlie Boy
[Verse]
Charlie boy, don't go to war, first born in forty - four
Kennedy made him believe we could do much more
Ohhh
Lillian, don't hang your head, love should make you feel good
In uniform you raised a man, who volunteered to stand
[Bridge]
Ohhh
[Chorus]
Play the bugle, play the taps and
Make your mothers proud
Raise your rifles to the sky boys
Fire that volley loud
[Verse]
News was bad on upland ave., metuchen mourn our loss
Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled, and mothers clutched the cross
[Bridge]
Ohhh
[Chorus]
Play the bugle, play the taps and
Make your mothers proud
Raise your rifles to the sky boys
Fire that volley loud
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Maxwell Hughes, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Flapper Girl
[Verse 1]
Cut off all of your hair
Did you flinch, did you care
Did he look, did he stop and stare
At your brand new hair
Local boy, local news
Power lines hangin boots
Firemen in their trucks cut loose
A local boy's shoes
Cadillac, cadillac
Businessmen dressed in slacks
I'm gonna buy one for us when I get back
A big cadillac
[Bridge]
And you can wave to all of your friends
And I'll never leave you again
[Chorus]
Would you write would you call back baby if
I wrote you a song
I been gone but you're still my lady and
I need you at home
[Verse 2]
Romeo, juliet
Balcony in silhouette
Makin o's with her cigarette
It's juliet
Flapper girl, flapper girl
Prohibition in curls
Hair of gold and a neck of curls
It's flapper girl
[Bridge]
And you can wave to all of your friends
And I'll never leave you again
[Chorus]
Would you write would you call back baby if
I wrote you a song
I been gone but you're still my lady and
I need you at home
[Bridge]
Cause if you ain't behind my door
Then I ain't got a home anymore
[Chorus]
Would you write would you call back baby if
I wrote you a song
I been gone but you're still my lady and
I need you at home
[Outro]
Lovers come, lovers go
Lovers leave me alone
She'll come back to me
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Morning Song
The carbonation in my drink
The bubbles rise while my heart sinks
And I'll I tend to do is think of you
Was it easier to pack your bags
And book that flight to Paris as
The plane began to move that afternoon
When all the trains have pulled away
From local stations in decay
It's I who waits, it's you who's late again
And did you think of me when you made love
To him, was it the same as us
Or was it different, it must have been
And all the pretty dames
They'll hug and kiss you all the same
And when they go, they're gone
They're not run-ning late
Oh all, all the pretty dames
And the kids you hold in your arms
With promises to protect them from harm
But they grow, and they go
And you're all alone
All the kids, all the kids that you hold
And it's a shame that it ends this way
With nothing left to say
So just sit on your hands, while I walk away
It's a shame, it's a shame, it's a shame
When my hands begin to shake
When bitterness is all I taste
And my car won't stop
'Cause I cut the brakes
I hold on to a hope in my fate
Oh oh ah ah hey hey
May you return to love one day
Well I hope and I pray
You get what you gave
Oh oh ah ah hey hey
Writer: Jeremy Fraites, Maxwell Hughes, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.