Friday, December 24, 2010

Quami and the Halvoth with Fortis-Squeeze Me


This song has been playing on the radio for quite a while and it's getting pretty hard to escape it and not like it. At first I thought it was a catchy tune but pretty silly and typical Fortis madness but it's really grown on me. It's not a love song, but it has some very romantic lines (you'll swim with me and squeeze me forever). It may be bitter and angry, but at least it's honest. It's such a...guy anthem-which may be what makes it so great. It's been quite a while since I heard such an honest and funny song. And it's super catchy.

I don't wanna be the meat for her canons
I don't wanna be a nail for her hammers
Not an electric chair for her nerves
Oh-woah
I don't wanna be an accessory for her collection
Not ready to drown in her waves again
Her indifferent ones

And you'll teach me how to swim
In your huge spaces
Teach me teach me how to swim
In your parallel worlds
And you'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me slowly
You'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll swim with me and squeeze me forever

I'm not a tag in a picture on her wall
I'm not a stuffed head on her wall
I'm not another name for her name dropping
Oh-woah
I don't wanna be a refuge for her divorce
And not an area for her to try to conquer
for what

And you'll teach me how to swim
In your huge spaces
Teach me teach me how to swim
In your dark dreams
And you'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me slowly
You'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll swim and squeeze me forever

And while you're reading Dostoyevski
I'm lying under your window
The radio is playing songs by Fortis
And I'm flipping over in my world

I don't wanna be meat for her canons, a road for her car, a bag for the shells of her seeds
The one that can't say a word, the bottom of her beer, I don't wanna be the refuge of her divorce
Oh-I became n iPod in it
There's not one MP that hasn't been deleted from her
I went to switch the light bulb in my brain, don't understand why it went out-klak klak oh oh
Fuck it's my heart slowing to-stillness
And my city is flooded with so much of nothing
And until you came I lost trust in every glance that just peeked at the scars of a flawed thing like me, there's a lifesaver
Something's saying that I won't drown. The question: Do you also want to swim with me?

And you'll teach me to swim
In your huge spaces
Teach me teach me how to swim
In your parallel dreams
And you'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll squeeze me
You'll swim with me and squeeze me for ever

And while tou're reading Dostoyevski
I'm lying under your window
On the radio they're playing songs by Fortis
And I'm flipping over in my world

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p.s. happy x-mas to those celebrating :)

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