The Crowd
from First EP - Sofa Club Sandwich by The Sour Lips
lyrics
Any move is helpless
Big lights around
Come on come on
On the line, on the line
All is fine, all is fine yeah
The light mesmerises
The eyes of youngsters
The sound gives time
Think about whatever you like
Reaches the guts, through the beat
Reads and writes to the soul
Nothing comes up
Graceful fog
Full of folks
You won't risk anything, trust me
You won't lose anything, I swear
Hook up the mood
Feel the neighbourhood
Look at the night it ended so fast
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The Sour Lips Paris, France
Four french guys playing sandwich-rock, ready to take, at the crossroads of desert-pop and surf-grunge.
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Quatre français jouant du sandwich-rock, prêt à emporter, à la croisée de la desert-pop et du surf-grunge.
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Sep 2016
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