So, do we have the time to show? Since the clock was left to tick
We’ve had all the time to stall, but it seems that now we’re all
Falling further into a dream; saturated, oblique scenes
Once you’ve seen the big screen burn the bloom in the back of your eyes
And now I know, yeah I really know
What makes you tick, what makes you moan
You steal the show, wherever you go
You’re everything smoke and mirrors can’t show
Strange how the world now seems to be doctored to your tastes
Conversations are rehearsed; all the words were printed first
Well I’m here to see the heights, spinning my dizzy mind
Lovesick city lives never looked so comfortable now
And now I know, yeah I really know
What makes you tick, what makes you moan
You steal the show, wherever you go
You’re everything smoke and mirrors can’t show
Seems I know the truth, the dirty truth
But isn’t it just conveniently rude
To speak without being spoken too?
Seems you’ve seen it too, but when it’s put through
Will it check out exactly like you thought you knew?
And now I know, yeah I really know
(I fear that I have become)
What makes you tick, what makes you moan
(Effervescent of my indignities)
You steal the show, wherever you go
(I fear that I have become)
You’re everything smoke and mirrors can’t show
(Effervescent of my indignities)
So dream on, or let it go, but darling it must be nice to know
You steal the show, wherever you go
You’re everything smoke and mirrors can’t show
French band flesh out the straightforward thrills of house music with rich tones and dynamic arrangements flecked with jazz, funk, and soul. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024