Overthinker (Deluxe edition), by Georgia & The Vintage Youth

Overthinker (Deluxe edition)

by Georgia & The Vintage Youth

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1.	Lovin'You 03:12	lyrics	buy track
LYRICS LOVIN’ YOU I just can’t help it I Just can’t help it Your face in the half light, it mars my mind Your bravado wins the gold but you can’t hide your lying eyes In those summer days you came like a hurricane With rock n’ roll your ‘moreish’ soul won’t let me be the same I remember when you were half cut and promised everything Don’t you know your words burn more than the Talisker you drink But I’m still…lovin’ you, lovin’ you I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it, no. Lovin’ you, got me blue I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it lovin’ you. Yeah you got me bad now you’re making me mad You’re such a jack the lad but I just can’t stop lovin’ you Those rose coloured skies I would fantasise Now its tainted by a dark side you’ve romanticised Your heart is as black as your hair You pull me in with your Wade Walker stare I remember when you were half cut and I was everything Don’t you know that lovin’ you’s more brutal than you think But I’m still…lovin’ you, lovin’ you I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it, no. Lovin’ you, got me blue I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it lovin’ you. Yeah you got me bad now you’re making me mad You’re such a jack the lad but I just can’t stop lovin’ you But I’m still…lovin’ you, lovin’ you I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it, no. Lovin’ you, got me blue I just can’t help it, I just can’t help it lovin’ you. Yeah you got me bad now you’re making me mad You’re such a jack the lad but I just can’t stop lovin’ you
2.	Thick As Thieves 03:07	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics Where’s the friend I once adored? You disappeared the second you got bored, I’ve seen that before. Now we can’t bring ourselves to speak, Instead you vent online and try to, Make me feel weak. But, my eyes are wider, My skin is thicker. My thoughts are wiser, My, reflexes quicker. I don’t care if you ain’t coming back, But please don’t take away my man cos, I got mine and you got yours. You’re like a firework burnt out, You’ve displayed all your colours and now, You’re on a come down. Now I can’t bear that gin-soaked stare, That reappears each night. Then you throw a fit if you’re losing it, Roll it up and smoke your lies. But, my eyes are wider, My skin is thicker. My thoughts are wiser, My, reflexes quicker. I don’t care if you pursue to hate me, But please don’t take away my baby, I got mine and you got yours. Weren’t meant to be, I guess? Cos there ain’t nothing left, If you remove the common interest. Once we were thick as thieves, Then you got sick of me, Because I’m not the girl you thought I’d be. (Instrumental) But, my eyes are wider, My skin is thicker. My thoughts are wiser, My, reflexes quicker. I don’t care if you ain’t coming back, But please don’t take away my man cos, I got mine and you got yours.
3.	Heavy Eyes 02:52	lyrics	buy track
Lyrics: Heavy Eyes and blue like the sky, They hide about a thousand feelings, They’re unreadable, they’ve seen it all, Through the 30 odd years you’ve been scheming, They tear through my walls they take control, I’m usually self sure and strong but lately, Inevitably I’m inexplicably weak, When your heavy eyes are on me. Tired eyes with blood shot lines, From the beer and late the late nights you’re working. You’ve got the gift of the gab I see a troubled man Whose had his fair share of hurting. Whatever the weather boy, I’ll make you feel better, We’ll talk and take it easy. Relax you’re heart in my hand and rest your head on my knee, And lay your heavy eyes on me. How I’d like to know you’re mind, And see behind your weary eyes. Oh, heavy eyes are on me. Heavy Eyes and blue like the sky, Could seduce anyone he may choose Dilated or small they see through the smoke, But conceal some indefinite truths. So call me up and I’ll come around if you’re feeling down, Cos who wants to wake up alone? If you want lust or love something in between, Lay your heavy eyes on me, Oh and lay your heavy eyes on me.
4.	You + I 02:46	info	buy track
5.	Colour Blind 04:10	lyrics	buy track
LYRICS - COLOUR BLIND I always like, films in monochrome but Living life, in black and white is dull today is Desaturated but I know I’ll be fine His name is a cloud it followed me for two years And threw the rain down, and brought a storm of fears It’s alright, even clouds cry so I’m sure I’ll be fine In the eye of a blink, my brains on the brink And I don’t know how it works I think and I think ’til my sanity sinks And it’s making my head hurt You’re a rainbow in a leather jacket Maybe you could bring us back to life When the gigs done, and the lights are faded I’m all alone, the silence on it’s way I’m falling, but in the morning I hope I’ll be fine. Ah.. do I feel happy in life? Um, well it only happens I think in moments I think sometimes I do, sometimes I don’t Which is natural I guess for everyone Ah but I’m not just generally happy If I’m generally anything I guess I’m generally miserable (laughs) My mouth say’s fine, but my eyes don’t lie I don’t wanna die, just tired of feeling colourblind Stay by my side, seek my lost mind I don’t wanna die, just tired of feeling colourblind My mouth say’s fine, but my eyes don’t lie I don’t wanna die, just tired of feeling colourblind Stay by my side, seek my lost mind I don’t wanna die, just tired of feeling colourblind Repeat
6.	Overthinker 02:26	lyrics	buy track
OVERTHINKER (Lyrics) I ain’t no morning person I spend too much time in bed I’m tryin’ to forget and rest Those traffic jams stuck in my head. Oh I’m passing through my twenties quick And nothing seems to change, no The older folk will smile and say, ‘Man, those were the days’. Oh yeah they’re telling me to make the most of these ‘Cos it’s all down hill you know I’ve been told these are the best days of my life. The days turn into weeks, Turn into months, turn into years, oh The jack-pot opportunity Ain’t looking like it’s near. Sure, I’m an over thinker, I dig myself a six-foot ditch But that’s what you do when your purse ain’t saying much And your love life’s gone to shit Hell yeah they’re telling me to make the most of these ‘Cos it’s all down hill you know I’ve been told these are the best days of my life. Oh it’s all dead end roads and low blows And all these locked up doors I ain’t so sure that these are the best days of my life. Billie’s had a baby now And Marie will be a wife And little old me I’m nowhere near grown up No, I’m just getting by, well I wonder what it’s like To have a pretty home And a handsome bloke And a decent salary, then maybe They’ll be the best days of my life Oh yeah they’re telling me yeah Oh they’re telling me oh whoah I’ve been told these are the best days of my life Oh I’ve been told these are the best days of my life, yeah oh yeah I’ve been told these are the best days of my life

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released April 4, 2021

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Georgia & The Vintage Youth London, UK

Georgia Crandon and her retro-pop band “The Vintage Youth” have established quite a reputation in their homelands of Essex and London, but that story is getting bigger following their performance at The Royal Albert Hall. The sound is fresh – with immediate youthful appeal, yet echoes the vocal rawness of Janis Joplin, the energy of Marc Bolan and a nod to the wonderful tones of Amy Winehouse. ... more