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vs Democracy EP

by Paris and the Hiltons

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1.
Help me get out of this nightmare body, I don't care if I'm a boy or girl. Help me get off of this roller coaster, Anywhere else that I can sit is fine. I'm confused about more than power, I am doomed 'til I find a place. So help me get out of this gendered funeral. Let me sit behind a wall and wait. Give me permission to start a fire, I won't burn until you say I can. But I would like some kind of independence And a brain. Help me to figure out what kind of person I can be without engendering hate, 'Cause when I wear a tie I hate myself, But when I wear a skirt I hate myself. Didn't want to be the one to tell you. Everybody here has money on you. Help me get out of this nightmare body, I don't care. I don't care. Help me get off of this roller coaster, anywhere. I'm confused about more than power, I am doomed 'til I find a place, So help me get out of this gendered funeral. Let me wait.
2.
All of these rules make a boy unwell. All of these ropes left to learn. There's too much pressure to make yourself Do good things for a place in hell. (Howl at the moon, howl at the moon) 'Cause I don't need a lesson on the origins of hate, Or token declarations that it's time to pray. I'm pretty easy going when I'm put to sleep — But if I flex a muscle, bring out the muzzle! You can be a wolf, you can be a snake. Get the lion's share or the golden egg. But maybe losing is the norm. Dying dogs and eager worms. 'Cause I don't need a lesson on the origins of hate, Or token declarations that it's time to pray. I'm pretty easy going when you put me to sleep — But if I flex a muscle, bring out the muzzle! 'Cause I am not boy. I AM DOG. You could be noble. Wouldn't you like that? (My time is wasted on these things.) You could be productive. Wouldn't you like that? (My time is wasted on these things.) And people could love you. Wouldn't you like that? (My time is wasted on these things.) Yeah, people could love you, but you bite right back. (My time is wasted on these things.) What if the wolf is just a desperate dog? What if the wolf is just a desperate WOOF-WOOF-WOOF-WOOF-WOOF-WOOF?!?!?!?!?!? 'Cause I don't need a lesson on the origins of hate, Or token declarations that it's time to pray. I'm pretty easy going when you put me to sleep — But if I flex a muscle, bring out the muzzle! 'Cause I am not boy. I AM DOG.
3.
Is this some kind of game we've all been playing? Does anybody here believe that a single thing could matter? You jump from plan to plan and you laugh too much. You just want to touch each other. And you use work like a glove to feel each other out, Feel each other up like lovers. Are you kids having fun? Is the party going well? We've got a job to do. I'm not going down because of you. Stop the jokes! Should I be patient? You think that maybe I could learn to take a joke. But what have we done? What's our achievement here? What are we paid for, anyway? Are you kids having fun? Is the party going well? We've got a job to do. I'm not going down. Now I'm cutting the corners you won't cut. (You're fucking it up, keep fucking it up) And I'm kicking down what you set up. (I'm doing my job, I'm just doing my job) Are you kids having fun? Is the party going well? We've got a job to do. I'm not going down because of you. Now I'm cutting the corners you won't cut. (You're fucking it up, keep fucking it up) And I'm kicking down what you set up. (I'm doing my job, I'm just doing my job) You keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep fucking it up. Keep-keep-keep-keeeeeeep fucking it up.
4.
Hey now, honey, what's that you're reading? Financial papers that you printed out this morning? Well, you can't leave your money lying around. I could invest it for you, make sure that it's working for you. Who's your husband? What's the show he's running? I bet your husband is the CEO of something. When you make your money from your divorces, It's never stupid to just bet on all the horses, but If that goes away, who knows what'll stay? 'Cause sooner or later we all know it's going to fall. Please. (Yeah!) Sooner or later we all know it's going to fall. Hey Priscilla, or whatever your name is. Somebody called and said he wants to make you famous. But he's just as bad as those chicks he's always hating. The only difference is the limit to his patience. But if that goes away, who knows what'll stay? 'Cause sooner or later we all know it's going to fall. Please. (Yeah!) Sooner or later we all know it's going to fall. When the glitter gets rubbed off the suffering, All that's left is so cute and unconvincing. Who made the mess made the world so much fun. Sooner or later we all know it's going to fall. Well, at least you can buy yourself a smiling new puppy! And he's never gonna leave you! Sooner or later we all know it's going to fall.
5.
Shenandoah 03:13
Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you. Away, you rolling river, Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you, Away I'm bound to go Across the wide Missouri. It's been seven long years, since I've last seen you. Away, you rolling river, It's been seven long years, since last I've seen you. Away I'm bound to go Across the wide Missouri. Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter. Away, you rolling river. Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away I'm bound to go Across the wide Missouri.

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released March 16, 2014

All songs written by Phil Jourdan/Matt Holt

Phil Jourdan — vocals, songwriting
Matt Holt — guitar, songwriting
Leo Steeds — organ, production
Jason Gale — bass
Josh Bennett — drums
Russ Cragg — guitar
Tom Maisey — synth

Mixed by Felix Voon.
Final mixing by Leo Steeds.
Mastered by Chris Leary (Melograf Mastering).

This album was partly funded by an IndieGoGo campaign. We would like to express our gratitude to those who backed this, both for their support and for their incredible patience. In a shocking display of carelessness, forgetfulness and and incompetence, Phil did not include all the names in the liner notes as promised. So here's the complete list:
Erin Reel, Gordon Highland, Jessica Meadows, Axel Taiari, Joshua Moyes, Chris Smith, Jesse Lawrence, Peter Goutis, Roger Sarao, Caleb Ross, Rob Hart, Michael Gonzalez, Robert Matlock, Pela Via, Renda, Jonathan Ryan Ananat, Krome, Pooka,

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Paris and the Hiltons formed in 2007. They're based in the UK. They dream of you.

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