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Earl Grey's Breakfast Tea

by Earl Grey's Breakfast Tea

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1.
Chrome Lung 04:33
Finnigan Fink collected aerosol tins As a kid he sucked the air out of antiperspirant Called it sweet, insolent inhalation, innocent eyes Deodorizing parental concern Grew up with a gut, working half a job Dismissing kindness with the kick of a donation bucket Soon that bucket will be his life The kick will be a repressed high Cracked out, got nothin' to do Sittin' in the dark, singin' the blues King of the couch, I'm coming for you Gonna make a seance out of your room Feet up, TV on, cartoons or pretty blondes He searches for himself underneath his belt Feels a prick, draws blood and hopes to god they don't smell But the vicious incision continues to swell Chromed lung, no fun makes the shadows dance Blood spray becomes a stream, the shadow’s advance Higher they rise now Turn his house into a dank storm cloud You been looking out the window as the seasons change Tryna look good, tryna save face Ya burnt out, bored rat in a cage Gonna trap you in your own head space Finnigan, face to face with an old friend The TV speaks, but Finn turns his head He knows those infomercials they hold no truth The search for youth will be the death of you 'Hey you', that voice, 'I'm here to take you away' High up in the clouds, this time you're gonna stay I know you’re scared, why don't you take my hand Finnigan was never seen again Oh boy, been long since you left home Step into your mind, you'll find it's covered in chrome Finn, my man the apparitions are true We're coming for you
2.
Frankie knows he’s in trouble He sold his soul to the devil And cried when he couldn’t get it back He spends Friday’s dealing drugs In hope of future returns Anything to get his life back on track But he’s never had your persistence He’d rather die with broken hopes Than have to put the hours in No he’s not like you at all He’d rather lose and you You’d rather win Look at your friends now They’re storefront skeletons Living in the dead man’s property development They’re bleached blonde with blackened hands And they don’t give a fuck where you stand Jane had a resting bitch face She was sick of being defined By silver patterned love tragedies She had two boys in California Waiting to take her hand But she didn’t love either of them A life without lust drove her insane As she remained too proud to let love in Love Island took up most of her brain No she wasn’t like you at all She chose to sink and you You chose to swim Frankie knows he’s in trouble He sold his soul to the devil And cried when he couldn’t get it back Jane had it all along She knew friendship was gone And it was never coming back
3.
Lemonade 03:15
The hard to get regret Disguised as bravado but truly cowardice Toking comfort on a cigarette, check my breath Choke on the air in solitary confinement Lo and beholden to the burden of share He asks for a light and ignites the air There’s a fire burning; lighting, guiding our way home 'Come in', he says 'follow the night's syndrome' It's the same old serenade As familiar and sweet as lemonade A fizzy lift, the colour's escalate He's all I need Malibu Street with a hint of mint The Duke's playing as he bites that upper lip We sway with a sweetness so easily missed With my thoughts ahead of action, anxious to submit Hands adrift towards that mattress on the floor Alike times before but i wouldn’t ask for more Sweet nothings in my ear have never been so clear Lights out, show me you’ve got that veneer
4.
We haven’t spoken for a while but I’m here to get you out Got trapped in the escape, every high’s gotta come down There was a time where we found our safe in sound Got lost in the moments, only how the past could allow But it all comes back around, so Blow away the smoke, cross the dotted lines With a bit of luck we’ll toke ourselves to the other side Punch that melody we used to play Sing me something, I’ll be with you the whole way It doesn’t have to be something that I wrote I know I always come off kinda one note I see that smile, I must be getting somewhere now Take my hand, we’ll make it known: our whereabouts She’s been asking about you, whether you’re alive She’s strong, anyone in this situation would lose their minds I know you got into this for a good time But you need to give way to temptation, can’t you see the signs? You’ve got her on your side
5.
In the diner on sixth street Stood a girl I was waiting for Beauty queen only turned eighteen She was wanting more and more Leaving home for a sweeter taste She packed her bags and ran far Not sure where she was going She didn’t have a plan She said ‘let me follow you Until night turns to day Until we find a place to run to Can we hide in the back all day?’ Not bothered by the boundaries This city had in store She broke a million hearts Or maybe even more Letting go was easy She never found it hard For her, making friends Was really quite an art
6.
Honey you've been drinking, I didn't hear a single word you said Or at least I'm not letting any more vitriol in my head You’ve been loudly, proudly yelling you've been about getting to know other guy's beds Maybe I should be angry, but honestly this is what I expected No more holding your drinks, lighting your cigarettes Tucking your tall tales between your legs I'm not gonna go through this again So go ahead and tell all of your friends I didn't wanna be lonely and I thought you were the only one So I let you play your games, controlling, rolling with each punch If you're looking for a punching bag, go hit on someone else You're like eucalyptus chest rub on an open wound You say my jealousy gets you in the mood No one wears that top quite like you do But it’ll take more than that to get through
7.
Broken Era 03:43
Chip away at the yellow stars Until we’re begging for blue passports It’s not a nightmare anymore It’s a fucking war The culture clash is planning a comeback and equality goes awry We’ve got nothing but problems and we blame them on our god in the sky The media rules to mass effect and the news is often neglected Our orders come from the orange man While he bathes in his own affluence There’s no doubt the end is coming But we’ll be back at the Holiday Inn Devising a feasible plan To gain the upper hand once again I want money, I want power I want passion, I want blood
8.
Swing 04:46
Thought I had it this time The only thing that’s been on my mind They told me this house was no longer mine And sent me out into the night Knees pressed to my chest against your doorstep Did you just have these painted? The last time I was here you told me to drop dead But I’ve got nowhere else to place my bets Back in the swing of things Taking everything with it You’re the closest thing that I have to a friend Please let me in Practice what I’m gonna say To those crystal wind chimes that I, I got you for your birthday Just one night and not a second longer I’m just burning bridges till I can build them stronger
9.
Naïve 06:30
An eclipse of sound, as if those notes have never been sung The constant start and stop, the means to an end has just begun Like a tangible metaphor, grip it by the tongue and slur the speech Impart impeachment on the masses with the impassioned technique Fragmented fermentation, sporadic quantisation Of a complex mind, a hive generation Like a stream during a solstice, immense and emasculated Patronising without the arc, yet the flood is still debated Looking back at the path those prints grow closer with each step The steepness has us hanging by a thread As we’re going down, embrace the damn denial The achievement of regret goes a lot better with a smile Embrace the light that always seemed so pale Using the darkness as justification for the shit that we'd inhale Gas chamber paper trail devoid the social chasm Ignition of the inclination to claim and climb the hazards I don't wanna leave Something I can't defeat You can call me naive But I'm taking it all with me

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Huge thanks to Erica, Rose, Nick, Laura, Brooke & Fairtrade Narcotics, Madison, Debasement Studios, Jake, Teri, Cleo, Tim & Tyrants, Marz, Eliza Joan (& the Renegades), My Safe Word Is Murder, Lazerlips, nightlight, jakson, Dez, Liam, Boy Cursed & the Avian Haven, Reuben for hosting our first show, Jack & The Workers Club, The Gaso and every venue that's had us. Fiona, Ned, Emily, Hunter, Grace, Issy, our families and anyone who has ever come to one of our shows, played with us or shown your support in any way. We love you all! xx

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released October 2, 2020

Izzy - Drums
Alex - Bass/Vocals (Guitar on ‘Broken Era’)
Jordan - Guitar/Vocals

Laura Sullivan sings on ‘Lazy Fuck’ and Brooke Kymberley plays trumpet on ‘Eucalyptus Chest Rub’.

All songs written and performed by Earl Grey’s Breakfast Tea
Engineered and produced by EGBT and Erica Fordham
Engineering assisted by Rose Recla
Recorded at Debasement Studios
Mastered by Nick Rakers

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Earl Grey's Breakfast Tea Melbourne, Australia

Formed in 2017, Earl Grey's Breakfast Tea are a three piece Melbourne based band brewing garage rock and alternative punk with flavours of psychedelia. The trio put an energetic spin on modern rock which is matched by their authentic chemistry on stage, concocting a dynamic live set not to be missed.

Earl Grey's Breakfast Tea is comprised of Jordan Newitt, Alex Brown and Isabella Vosdoganis.
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