Bright Eyes all the way, man. Get "Im Wide Awake Its Morning" or "Lifted..." for modern poetry. Or you could do a really coold and contemporary proj on The Streets or summat, and blabber on about how Mike Skinners the new Johnny Rotten or some bs, JUST SOUND LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT. Always works a charm for me
So anyone like the somewhat hopefullness in Clap Your Hands Say Yeahs melancholia then?.....................
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell,
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell.
Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream,
We must sing
We must sing
We must sing
I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise
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