I Play The Guitar / Shame

by Luxury Car

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First single taken from the new Luxury Car album 'When I Was Good', released 28 Feb 2011 on Biphonic Records.

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released December 20, 2010

Luxury Car is John Robertson

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John Robertson: guitars, keyboards, vocals
Kieran Heather: bass

All songs by John Robertson
Engineered and produced by William Robertson
Mastered by Denis Blackham www.skyemastering.com
Photograph by Jannica Honey www.jannicahoney.com
Design by Daniel Warren www.danielwarren.tv

All songs by Robertson. C and P Biphonic Records 2010. Unauthorised copying, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting prohibited.

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Luxury Car Edinburgh, UK

'Evokes an Angelo Badalamenti score left to deteriorate in the rain.' The Skinny

'Like a lost electronic album from 1980 produced by a seer looking 30 years into the future.' The Herald

'A carefully orchestrated, lovingly crafted record.' Drowned in Sound
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Track Name: I Play The Guitar
Too many dreams that I forgot
Come back to me at four o’clock
A dread beneath a dream veneer
If you’re so good why hurt me here?

I tried to stop eating but that’s just fleeting

I thought you appeared when you came to me
Then I heard accounts of your history
Steaming I schemed to make a scene
Just threw some beer for me to clean

I walked out in despair to end up there

I saw her and let go of your hand

Too many dreams that I forgot
Come back to me at four o’clock
A dread beneath a dream veneer
If you’re so good why hurt me here?

I play the guitar and I’ve never done a day’s work
These clothes are bought from my mother’s hard earned
She cooks and cleans while I’m under her feet
I love your eyes because there sad and wide
Come beside
Track Name: Shame
It made its way into my cave
Here it found a resting place
I went to the roof to hide a sore truth
And danced away the day
And a fallen dame asked what’s its name?
Oh it’s shame, shame, shame

You can bar the door to the school
Venerate the town fools
Pipe in pipe dreams into the schemes
Sponsor your friends to fail
But no campaign can match the blame
Heaped on shame, shame, shame

Come steal away with me to the room
And corner me there let us break the rule

Braced for love’s declaration
Lovers of life stand in file
You must honour your station
They’ll only cry for a while

There are things you can say
There are things you mustn’t say
A natural born boundary even in families
It’s a fraudulent claim
It’s a life long game
Call it shame, shame, shame

Come steal away with me to the room
And corner me there let us break the rule

Braced for love’s declaration
Lovers of life stand in file
You must honour your station
They’ll only cry for a while