Furniture Girls
by Furniture Girls
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Digital Album
The music on this 2009 EP is an explosive, funky blend of electronic and alternative rock, with a double shot of acoustic power pop on the side.Buy Now name your price
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Playin’
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BPM
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Chitoses Golden Gate
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Aurora Village Daddy
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Riviera (Gypsy Mix)
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credits
released 01 December 2009
Tracks 1- 4: Produced by Bubba Jones. Recorded at ContactCreate (Snohomish, WA). Additional recording at Moscozzi Music (Seattle, WA). Mixing, mastering & additional production by Michael Cozzi. Engineered by Bubba Jones, Tim McClanahan & Michael Cozzi. Assisted by Nathan Todd, Stephen Michael Hogan, Audra O’Dell & Paul Herlihey.
Tracks 5 - 6: Produced & engineered by Bubba Jones & Thane Mitchell. Recorded at ContactCreate Annex (Seattle, WA). Mixed & mastered at ContactCreate Central (Seattle, WA).
© 2009 Furniture Girls. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws. All rights reserved.
Tracks 1- 4: Produced by Bubba Jones. Recorded at ContactCreate (Snohomish, WA). Additional recording at Moscozzi Music (Seattle, WA). Mixing, mastering & additional production by Michael Cozzi. Engineered by Bubba Jones, Tim McClanahan & Michael Cozzi. Assisted by Nathan Todd, Stephen Michael Hogan, Audra O’Dell & Paul Herlihey.
Tracks 5 - 6: Produced & engineered by Bubba Jones & Thane Mitchell. Recorded at ContactCreate Annex (Seattle, WA). Mixed & mastered at ContactCreate Central (Seattle, WA).
© 2009 Furniture Girls. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws. All rights reserved.
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Furniture Girls is a rock band; there’s no twang, no shoe-gazing and definitely no harmony-laden folk-pop. Instead, these ... more veterans just crank out the jams; brash, bold, funky-as-hell electro-rock that gets a crowd moving. Even though they fly under the hipster radar, they’ve been packing Northwest clubs with crowds hungry for something dynamic and different since 2008. less
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Jun 23Richland, WA
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Jul 27Seattle, WA
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- Track Name: Playin’
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You were as much a conquest for me as I was for you
So tell me why’m I trippin’?
And each time I allow you to run
Back to her, Back to me
I can feel my value and my strength slippin’
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy.
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Fun is gone…
I’ll play for you the victim
I used to be the chief
And now you are the master
Where once you felt defeat
And maybe that’s just what we get
For playin’ not for keeps
A never-ending cycle of lopsided beliefs
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy.
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Fun is gone…
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy. - Track Name: BPM
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Won't get freaky in a limousine
'cause we'd rather sing to a drum machine
It might sound dweeby, but don’t be mean,
'cause we’d rather sing to a drum machine
Beats per minute is how we dream
C’mon, let’s shake it to a drum machine - Track Name: Chitoses Golden Gate
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Okay, so this is it…
Hesitate just a bit…
“Can you take this picture for me?”
Click.
May as well immortalize you
Heaven knows I’m through
Wonder if my brother’d like these shoes?
Stepped up to enjoy the view…
Stupid tourist never knew…
I’d be long gone now if it weren’t for you
But lookin’ back now, would I have drowned if I’d turned you down?
Just lay back and relax
You’re cradled in the oceans grasp
Hold onto me all the way
I’ll propel you up into the day
Reach up for the light
It’s not a dream this time
You can feel it rushing all around you
Just when you think you’re sunk
Underneath you, looking up…
A golden seal means much more than luck
Stepped up to enjoy the view…
Stupid tourist never knew…
I’d be dead by now if it weren’t for you
I talk to seals now ‘cause you showed me how
When you pulled me out and said…
You can just lay back and relax
You’re cradled in the oceans grasp
You can lean on me all the way
I’ll propel you up into the day - Track Name: Aurora Village Daddy
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I like it when you say, “Let’s have tea”
I like it when you say, “Screw our economy”
I like it when you say, “Come f*ck me”
I like it when you say, “These chips are free”
We like it when you pray – Come save us
We like it when you pray – In you we must trust
We like it when you pray – Ashes to dust
We like it when you pray – In Toys R Us
Don’t you need a ride home?
I thought you needed a ride home?
Anybody need a ride home?
You look like you need a ride home
Don’t you know – you’re so pretty
Don’t you know – the drinks are free
Everybody knows: You’re. With. Me.
Don’t you need a ride home?
I thought you needed a ride home?
Anybody need a ride home?
You look like you need a ride home
Don’t you need a ride home? (Better beware!)
I thought you needed a ride home? (Better behave!)
Anybody need a ride home? (Better not go!)
You look like you need a ride home... (Told you so!)
Told you so. - Track Name: Riviera (Gypsy Mix)
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Does it get you high
When you make her cry?
You feel like a man
When you raise your hand?
Spittin' sh*t at me
Where all your friends can see
Your pathetic attempt to be somebody
Better watch your mouth
We're callin' you out
When “The Riv” rolls up on you
Better run for cover boy…
Come and play – its an urban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Come and play – its suburban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Pardon me for fallin'
When you pushed me down
Should’ve kept my mouth shut
But I had to clown
Friday’s fried chicken
Sunday, roast beef
Sit back & smile
With it stuck in your teeth
Monday make his sandwich
Spit on the bread
Put a rat trap on your side of the bed
Come and play – its an urban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Come and play – its suburban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Got three kids in the car, one in the oven
I'm needin' that thing to make me sing
Can you help me?
Can you help me?? - Track Name: Ballad of Baby Bear (Bohemian Mix)
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I can’t take another day like this
Clothes on the floor
Head on the door
Me no more.
I can scream and shout and pound my fists
But no one seems to really see me
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
No, I can’t help it.
I just let the waves keep pounding me
Let 'em wash away
Any trace of feeling left in me
'Cause I can’t take the way you look at me now
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
How I love to crawl
There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle
Of her forehead
And when she was good
She was so good
But when she was bad
She was horrid
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
How I love to crawl.
