Tunesday: Dogs Die in Hot Cars - Maybe one album wonders
Posted by Jeremy on July 15th, 2008
Today’s tune is from Dogs Die in Hot Cars. From their, well, only album. Released in 2004 and titled “Please Describe Yourself”. This Scottish group plays your stereotypical Britpop but they do it wonderfully. I was saddened by their announcement in September of 2007 that they were ending their work on their second album and going their seperate ways. But then in April they announced “The Second Album Project” which includes some downloads - sounds very promising.
The song I’ve chosen is “Paul Newman’s Eyes”. Not one of their popular songs, it’s nonetheless a quite catchy tune with a wonderful chorus that you’ll be humming to yourself all day. So listen to the song, check out the lyrics, and buy the CD.
Dogs Die In Hot Cars - Please Describe Yourself
Paul Newman’s Eyes
Dogs Die in Hot Cars - Please Describe Yourself
I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
And every day came with some surprise
I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
That would be nice
Look at those houses, big houses over there
Look at those suits spending money without a care
Here comes the stars with perks around their arms
Here comes the sports car that carries so much charm
But I’m just a nothing that doesn’t have a lot
And I asked for your life but look at what I got
So sick of seeing, don’t want to hear no more
And you can amputate my limbs
And starve me to death whilst I beg for freedom
Away from a life which is this
But I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
And every day came with some surprise
I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
That would be nice
Look at those setters, those setters of the trend
Look at that band, they act so confident
Here comes the movies with dialogue so cool
Why did they never tell me to speak like that in primary school
So sick of seeing, don’t want to hear no more
And you can amputate my limbs
And starve me to death whilst I beg for freedom
Away from a life which is this
But still I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
And every day came with some surprise
I wish I had Paul Newman’s eyes
That would be nice
So sick of seeing
Can’t stand to talk
And I’ve no compassion
Or thought