Strings and other things

by Bridget Fahey

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This is a collection of recordings written about varying subjects from broken hearts to politics. XO

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released October 11, 2011

Songs written and performed by Bridget Fahey Hodder
accompanied by Sarah Brown on clarinet in track 1, 2 +3


Track 1,2 & 3 recorded at radio Adelaide by the local noise crew, track 4 recorded by myself, track 5 recorded by Richard Phillipson at the Crack Den.

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Bridget Fahey Adelaide, Australia

Bridget has been playing live music since the age of 14, from alleyway shows with crust punk bands to busking on a gondola in Venice. Drawing influence from Soul, blues and grunge, her brand of acoustic punk is like an amalgamation of Billie Holiday, The Mountain Goats and Patti Smith. ... more

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Track Name: Sick of shovelin' shite
V1
With the brunt of the big boys on our backs
we dare not drag our feet
show no fear, we don't shed a tear
as we march down on the street

PRECHORUS
As we see their shallow smirks
as they count their wads of cash
we fight for life thats better
instead of sitting on our arse

V2
Some sweet tune from merry days
no we don't want to fail and die
don't know why, no we don't know why
hidden knowledge evapourates, with time

PRECHORUS

CHORUS
And I won't go, no
back to the hovel in the dirt, no
nothing but my mind and my shirt
the bastards bled us dry

and there you are
sitting in the back of your car
don't really know who you are
the bastards bled us dry

V3
the whip of the tyrant won't wear us down
no we won't take any more shit
because my spine is stronger than twine
I'm of bone and flesh and heart beat

PRECHORUS

CHORUS X2

CLOSE
Fuck your red tape
regulations gone awry
you were the sticky fingers
that took the candy that made the children
cry...
Track Name: Harlequins bar
Well theres a place downtown
where you can go in the summer
and they'll treat you like you've still got dignaty
just knock three times and vocalise the password
it's a swinging place but they want you on your knees

oh no

If you ask real nice we can take you down to the basement
that's where we keep the special party tricks
of taboo social fantasies and fetishes
so much variety it makes me sick

CHORUS
Sit down, shut up, give us a smile
for strange sinners, near and far
we run the show, try, try and relax
at our harlequins bar

We find a sucker with a grin letting go of his pious burden
he's now enjoying this perpetuating sin
god dare not grace our filthy ground with his fine feet
because he knows what type of business that we're in

CHORUS
Sit down, shut up, give us a smile
for strange sinners, near and far
we run the show, try, try and relax
at our harlequins bar

If you ask real nice we can take you down to the basement
it all depends on whether you behave
but if you cross the line then it's back to unfulfillment
we run this fucking show so don't look so damn depraved

CHORUS
Sit down, shut up, give us a smile
for strange sinners, near and far
we run the show, try, try and relax
at our harlequins bar
Track Name: Wandering blues
I, I was thrown away
discarded like a piece of trash, what a day
misguided and led astray
so I'm never going back, no I've got nothing to say

I'm stuck in the cold
and the apple at the bottom of my bag is getting mighty old
So i'll wander, till I find a, cheap motel
i'll start busking for my fee and do some dishes as well

the only reason I'm waiting around is to say goodbye
No reason to wait for you to dry my weepin' eyes
I'll be wandering baby, and I won't look back
I'll be wandering by myself down the old beaten track

I've got something to say
I'm so fucking sick of waiting so I'm flying away
I loved you once but now it's just too late
so I'll mend my heart pieces with pink wine,
whiskey and hate

the only reason I'm waiting around is to say goodbye
No reason to wait for you to dry my weepin' eyes
I'll be wandering baby, and I won't look back
I'll be wandering by myself down the old beaten track