Tales Of A Social Misfit

by Dave Giles

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released July 18, 2011

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Track Name: Bangarang
I wish I was a lost boy,
Hanging out with peter pan in a tree house
I'd give a kiss to wendy
And tinkerbell could teach me how to fly,
And I'd have no cause for worries,
I'd only have happy thoughts and adventures
Yeah I wish I was a lost boy
Cos I never never never never never never want to grow up.
No I never never never never never never want to grow up..

I remember liking birthdays,
Getting older is exciting when you're just a kid
But now they're just reminders
Of all the things I haven't yet achieved
And its not that life's unpleasant,
Yeah I've got so much to be thankful for,
But still I cant stop thinking
That I never never never never never never want to grow up..
No I never never never never never never want to grow up..

And you can't deny,
That life as a child is easy
No bills to pay or income woes
No heartache caused by reproduction plans
What happened to my fearless days
I explored, I climbed, I thought was invincible
What happened to those fearless days, what happened to my youth?


Yeah I wish I was a lost boy
Fighting stupid pirates with wooden swords
I'd crow until I can't talk
And we'd have loads of really epic food fights
yeah life looks great in neverland
Because imagination is a really great game.
And it might seem like bad form,
But I never never never never never never want to grow up..
No I never never never never never never want to grow up..

No I don't ever, I don't ever, I don't ever want to grow up
No I don't ever, I don't ever, I don't ever want to grow up
No I don't ever, I don't ever, I don't ever want to grow up
No I don't ever, I don't ever, I don't ever want to grow up
But i'm getting old, but i refuse to grow up,
cos wheres the fun in that, there's no fun in that
Track Name: Half Like Marmite
Hello love, how you doing? Can I buy you a drink?
What's your name? Where'd you come from? Do you come here a lot?
'Cos I think you're fit and I like your style and then there's your smile.
So what do ya say, how about that drink?

And she said:
"Leave me alone can't you see I'm busy,
Yeah I'm out with my friends and you're really not my type,
And what's with the hat? Are you going bald or are you just a twat"
I think its time to move on.

I have to admit that i'm a bit clueless when it comes to the chase,
'Cos it seems to me that girls have it easy, they choose the rules of engagement.
And how do I score if i don't know what the game is
Its like you're playing cricket and i'm using a pool cue.
So give me a wink, a nod or a smile,

'Cos i'm sick of hearing:
"Leave me alone can't you see I'm busy,
Yeah I'm out with my friends and you're really not my type,
And what's with the beard? Did you forget to shave or are you just a tramp?"
Well I guess I'm a tramp.

And all i wanted was her name
Track Name: Confessions Of A Facebook Stalker
It's a self afflicted torture
Looking at your facebook page
Cos you're so pretty in your picture
And your newsfeed just fills me with rage
But I can't help myself from having a look
And I really don't know what I'm hoping to find.
And its getting even worse now its on my phone but its true
I'm addicted to you

So it seems Im in a muddle
It seems that I just can't move on
And I know that this is trouble
Cos Im looking at you all day long
And it really is hard not to give you a poke
Or comment on the things that I don't approve
I hate it when you're tagged with some other bloke Cos its true
I'm addicted to you

And I know that in the real world
I can't look you in the eye
And my social inadequacies
Leave me all tongue tied
I text you when I've drunk too much
But you never reply
I must creep you out so much
But I'm addicted to you

So I can't escape the torture
Of looking at your facebook page
Can't you change your picture?
Can you please stop filling me with rage?
Cos I can't stop my self from having a look
And I know that just by looking you'll never be mine
And its clear that this will never have a happy end but its true
I'm addicted to you
Track Name: A Song For The Old Days
It doesn't seem that long ago
Since we dressed up as clowns and danced around Dublin
It doesn't seem that long ago
Or since those big nights out in London
we'd crash at my flat and record our own brand of hip hop
But it really was that long ago

And now real lifes taken over
So we don't see each other as much
And I'm as much to blame as anyone
So lets go out tonight
cos I don't want to hear you say
the only thing that we got have in common
Is that weemans getting married

And lets drink
1 cos we love it , 2 for the friends that we've lost
and a shot for the old days
3 for the women, and 4 cos we don't do this enough
and sing a song for the old days
Lets drink to the old days

There's nothing quite like Tommy in action
He'll high five a girl and then tell her that he designs biscuits
I've never got that to work for me
And mouse is the master of the dancefloor
his moves are sublime, he can sweep a girl right off their feet
I don't think I'll ever get that to work me

And Sméagol is a lurker
And I love our little chats,
And you should see him singing "angels"
And panos is the pretty one
but he don't mind that
I wanna get the boys all out tonight
I better talk it through with Smeagol

And lets drink
1 cos we love it , 2 for the friends that we've lost
and a shot for the old days
3 for the women, and 4 cos we don't do this enough
and sing a song for the old days
Lets drink to the old days

So lets book some flights away,
Live it up for a couple of days
And pretend we're turning twenty one again.
I can't wait for weemans stag do,
We'll paint the town just like we used to
But that's still a year away,
So lets all go out this weekend,
And lets drink
1 cos we love it , 2 for the friends that we've lost
and a shot for the old days
3 for the women, and 4 cos we don't do this enough
and sing a song for the old days
Lets drink to the old days
5 for tomorrow
and 6 in the bar that we love
and drink to the old days
8 on the dancefloor
and 9 cos I'll forgot how to count
its not the first time and it won't be the last
Track Name: Maybe I Should've Listened To Joe
The phone rings
And I can't wait to hear her voice
It's a rare treat..
But one I know that I'll enjoy
But it wasn't always like this
In fact we used to talk quite a lot
I used to love those drunken phonecalls,
I wonder if she recalls the time she said she loved me
But that was so long ago, maybe I should've listened to joe.

Her name is Holly,
and like the leaves on the bush she can stratch
She can draw blood
But still I want to taste her red berries.
She used to come and watch my old band
And stand right at the front
Was she aware that her infectious smile
And the look that she gave me with those big, beautiful brown eyes
Were making me fall in love, maybe I should've listened to joe.

And I've shown her,
Time and time again,
That I'd treat her right
I've made sure that she knows
Like the time she drank too much,
At my aftershow party
And I didn't take advantage and I cleaned up all the mess
After she was sick in my bed
And I didn't even moan, maybe she should listen to joe.

And it frustrates me seeing how easy,
She makes herself for other men
But for me she makes it
So damn hard but I've not blown my load and I've not given up

Cos its more than sex, and these are more than words
And she has the starring role in my dreams everynight
And I'll make more mistakes,
and she'll make many more reasons as to why she says no
And maybe I'm deluded, and maybe joe was right
In what world could I get this girl
And then I hear her voice and I think about her smile
I think about that cute laugh she does when we're close


they'll be more awkward turtle moments,
As I try to win her over, cos I'm not giving up
No I'm never giving up,
And yes I know its stupid, but I wont ever listen to joe...

So if you're ever out in Bournemouth
And you see a stunning blonde,
With a truly infectious smile and beautiful brown eyes
Be sure to ask who she is,
And Holly is her name make sure you say hi from Dave
Track Name: Watching People On Trains
Let me tell you about the journeys I've made today
It's a funny old world, the London underground
The fares have gone up but I'll pay all the same
I don't care where I go the entertainment is gold
Watching people on trains

So I got on a train at 9am,
Its full of professional types, and the odd scruffy git
There's a guy who's asleep, I think he's missed his stop
I've got a real strong urge to put something in his mouth
I'm watching people on trains

And ooooooh try not to laugh at her hair
And oooooh she must feel everyone stare
There's an awkward moment when someone moves
Because the guy in the next seat can't have washed in a week
And someone gets on and takes up the chair
and the look on his face is reason I love paying my fare

On the afternoon train all the tourists appear
Theyre easily confused and scared of the doors
There's an elderly couple eating biscuits and cheese
My heart starts to smile when she wipes the crumbs from his beard
I'm watching people on trains

I always wonder why people watch eastenders at night
Cos the reality down here is second to none
Now there's a strange old man and he's heading my way
Please don't talk to me, can't you see I've got my headphones on
I'm watching people on trains

And ooooooh is that guys laugh for real
Whoaaah cos its more like a squeal
And though the mornings are silent and the days too polite
The evening draws in and this place comes alive
Its like the world in a box and no ones left out
And on nights like this you can't deny that you love paying your fare

And now its getting late and I'm left to observe
But all I can think is how did he pull her?
She's drunk but she's fit with amazing hair
He knows she'll regret it in the morning but he don't care
I'm watching people on trains

And a girl gets on and sits opposite me
Blimey she's hot, did I just say that out loud?
Now she's smiling at me what the hells going on
I'm getting off in a stop so I'm gonna sing her a song
I'm being watched on this train

And oooo I can feel everyone stare
And ooooo I really don't care
Because this girl is a treat and I don't want to waste
This time where she's stuck and has to look at me
And its time to get off, I think I'll give her a badge
And she'll add me on facebook and that's why I love paying my fare
Track Name: Waiting Room Blues
I'm sitting in a waiting room
Waiting for the doctor to call my name,
And I'm thinking of you.

He checks my pulse and takes some blood,
And tells me I've got a healthy heart,
But this much I knew.

But he can't figure out whats wrong,
And these pains in my head get worse
And I can't stop thinking about you.

So I,
I'm gonna book a gig in the town where you live,
Just to sing this song to you, and it goes.

Life is too short, life is too short not to tell you.
Life is too short, yeah life is too short not to tell you,
Not to tell you that I love you.

And this won't change a thing
Cos' you're a million miles away
And I'm not talking about where you live

And I know
That I'm never gonna be that guy
Who gets to listen to you brush your teeth at night.

Yet still,
I'm gonna book a gig in the town where you live,
Just to sing this stupid song for you.


And I'll keep sitting in your waiting room.