Soulful but spooky alternative rock and pop by the Washington DC-based singer-songwriter and producer with single about “this that scare me and being overwhelmed by life”, heralding his forthcoming LP, Horror, out 14 February via 4AD. Strange, with a richly eclectic upbringing, was born in Ipswich, UK, before moving to Germany, Greenland and different US cities with his opera singer mother and military worker father. Horror is themed around fears, and was worked on with Yves Rothman and Lawrence Rothman, and Black Keys’ Jack Antonoff and his other band Bleachers. To explore and enjoy more by Bartees Strange, see also the other embedded links below.
I'm gonna show you, baby, I don't need much
It's like you're too much to hold, it's like you're heaven to touch
And all these reasons for why I can't be loved
That's why somebody should hold me down to the earth
Ah, baby, baby
It's like you're too much to hold, some days you're heaven to touch
Ah, baby
I know you angry, baby, I don't mean much
It's like you're too rough to hold
Some days you're heaven to touch
And all these reasons for why you don't need love
I need somebody to hold me down to the earth
Ah, baby, baby
It's like you're too much to hold, some days you're heaven to touch
Ah, baby
It's likе you're too much to hold, some days you're hеaven to touch
Ah, baby
My niggas screamin' kill, miss me with fake shit I need real
My spot on the hill, I don't think you really have the budget for the build
Now she wanna ride, she ain't got the body, but on baby bro she fine
Don't come to the crib or hit my line, we can link up here or we can do this anytime
She work at Negril, take her to Milan to change the feel
Show 'em how a country nigga live
She just love that strange can throw a Honda on three wheels
(Yah) Put that on the deal, learned from my big brother how to steal
I can hear my momma screamin'
"Baby, fuck them crackers, get the deal, what you really wanna build?"
I ain't really at it for the crib, I was always at it for the kill
Screaming from the top of my lungs, I'm on Bening Road itching with a drill
I could put the red on 'em still, I just got the call now it's real
Put that on your bitch, you know she call me every night because she know a nigga will
Judo Chops EW!
Had to flee the kitchen 'cause I saw them roaches' bills
I don't think you seen me in that section, if I did it's on my momma I would kill
It's like you're too much to hold, some days you're heaven to touch
Ah, baby
It's like you're too much to hold, some days you're heaven to touch
Ah, baby
Bartees Strange
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