A wonderfully warped and weird new single by the London-based experimental indie band, with bursts of static, spectral synths, dark humour chopped vocals from lead-songwriter Asha Lorenz and catchy pop hooks on the themes of desire and catharsis, plus a cheeky reference to a 1982 Toni Basil hit. The striking dream-like video features intersperses lo-fi DIY footage with hi-gloss footage of the band. To explore and enjoy more by Sorry, see also the other embedded links below. Out on Domino Records.
You're my wild love
You've got wild ideas
You're in my wild dreams
You got that wild heart
If I got one shot
I would shoot at you
But I'd miss your heart
Because I love you so
The autumns kicking up
The summer was all rain
I love the way you smile
Love the way you fu—
But you're my darkest dog
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
Want to take you back to mine
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
I'll stay up late to make you mine
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
Want to take you back to mine
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
I'll stay up late to makе you mine
You're the words I wait
You'rе the drunk mistake
You're no mistake at all
You're the fucking fall
You're the lightest day
You're the highest flame
You're the drugs I take
Fuck your girlfriend
Maybe you're desire (Maybe you're desire)
Maybe you're the bomb (Mickey is my irony)
You make all of my money (Desire)
'Cause you make all my songs
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
Want to take you back to mine
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
I'll stay up late to make you mine
(Hey, Mickey, you're so fine, you're so fine, you blow my mind, hey, Mickey)
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
Want to take you back to mine
(Hey, Mickey, you're so fine, take my body and my mind, hey, Mickey)
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine
I'll stay up late to make you mine
(Mickey, I'll find you, find you in the end)
You're the clandestine
(Drunked I love you, low descend)
Of the waxwing slain
(In my past life think I look like you)
You're coming out from a dream
(In my past life think you look like me)
Saying I'm in cellophane
Saying all these wild words
You're the sky I curse
(Mickey I'll find you find you in the end)
You're the fucking worst
(Mickey I'll find you find you even when)
You never make no sense
Maybe you're desire (Maybe you're desire)
Maybe you're the bomb (Mickey is my irony)
You make all of my money (Maybe you're desire)
'Cause you make all my songs
(So fine)
(Oh, Mickey)
(Your so)
(Stay up late)
(Hey, Mickey, you're so fine
You’re so fine, you blow my mind
Hey, Mickey)
Mickey I'll find you, find you in the end
Mickey I'll find you, find you even when
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