A song about a plastic bag stuck on a power cable outside our Flat. It was there for a full three years, in many ways living a parallel life to ourselves (although getting more wet). We thought it deserved it's own song.
The line about the bird, however, is purely fictitious. No birds were harmed, or watched being harmed, during the making of this album.
lyrics
There's a bag, on the line
Over there, I don't care
It's not mine
But it's there, all the time
How did it get
Stuck up there?
Noone knows and noone cares
But it's there, all the time
And it flutters in the breeze
It's distressing me
I hope its biodegradable
It's stuck up on that cable it's a bag (it's a bag)
it's a bag (it's a bag)
There's a bird, in the bag
On the line
Gotta laugh, gotta cry
'cos the bird's, gonna die
'cos the bird's in distress
Got itself in a mess
I will watch, as it dies
Wipe those tears from my eyes
And it flutters in the breeze
It's distressing me
I hope its biodegradable
It's stuck up on that cable it's a bag (it's a bag)
it's a bag (it's a bag)
I hope its biodegradable
It's stuck up on that cable it's a bag (it's a bag)
it's a bag (it's a bag)
And it flutters in the breeze
It's distressing me
I hope its biodegradable
It's stuck up on that cable it's a bag (it's a bag)
it's a bag (it's a bag)
I hope its biodegradable
It's stuck up on that cable it's a bag (it's a bag)
it's a bag (it's a bag)
(repeat to fade)
credits
from Love You (I Like You),
released July 1, 2006
Lead vocals by Rich Green. Shouting by Charlie Mosesson and Dan P. Acoustic guitar, synths and trumpets by Rich Green. Electric guitar and bass by Charlie Mosseson. Drums by Danny Higgott.