1. |
Mama
03:37
|
|
||
You got heat in your mind
You’re on a pleasure pursuit
Blew out 40 candles, goodbye endless youth
You’re humming foreign songs
Got a room with view
You’re dressed to kill, you’re thrilled
Fun’s got a rendezvous
You shared a half of a jug
You need more in your blood
You got a couple of rounds from mister “Whity Dud”
I gave a wink and a smile; eyes went wide as a doe
Dud bought you drinks, drinks, drinks for a fucking “no”
And now I’m making you dance and you’re all shaking it shaking it
Say in my ear that you are craving it craving it
I know by your tone that you’re not faking it faking it
I bought you a rose, cause I’m in love with you
Bring you mama, you bring mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you mama
Bring you mama, bring you mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Your celly rings, let it ring, let it ring mama
You got caught up in the norm , left your wild nature aside
Married what seemed to be fate, but no longer glorified
You have a hunger for things that hubby never inspired
Mister Grey from 50 shades has put a log in your stove
I know you’ll spare no expense
Cause I’m a Love doctor
A Fingermaster
Like Wayne Shorter
I give you a kiss and put my hands on your thigh
While your best friend Sally thinks you’re out of your mind
And now I’m talking romance and you are digging it digging it
Promise you more and now you play with it, play with it
Walk to your room and you are begging it begging it
Making love to “I’ve put a spell on you”
Bring you mama, you bring mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you mama
Bring you mama, bring you mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Your celly rings, let it ring, let it ring mama
You’re blowing my mind don’t stop, keep on moving (X8)
They all come back, I’m an ace; I’m known as “Gifted Below”
I make a damn good living, being a Romeo
I’ll put your brain all on fire, then I’ll cry a goodbye
I’m in love; I’m in love, I'm in love i'm a pro
You’ll leave wearing a crown; you won't seem the same to yourself
You’ll have a long lasting taste of precious sugarcane
You’ll have that look of disgrace, when you come back for dose
Seeing me arm in arm with your friend Sally Hoe
I’m gonna bring you mama, you bring mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you mama
Bring you mama, bring you mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Your celly rings, let it ring, let it ring mama
I’m gonna bring you mama, you bring mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you mama
Bring you mama, bring you mama, bring you mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Your celly rings, let it ring, let it ring mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Your celly rings, let it ring, let it ring mama
I’m gonna bring you love, I’ll make you sing mama
Don’t leave your ring, leave your ring, don’t leave your ring mama
Lyrics: Sebastien Francisque
|
||||
2. |
Shadows
04:41
|
|
||
Crazy voices in my head
Haunting me, haunting me
Ties me up to my bed
Living life in a state of fear
Hoping someday it will disappear
So God help me
I don’t wanna die insane
Beaten by, beaten by
The shadows in my brain
Making me act just a little weird
Taking my mind away from here
Controlling me
I want them to go away now
I want them to go away
The whole village is on my case
Judging me, telling me
That I’m a disgrace
Saying my stories aren’t real
Not knowing someday truth will be revealed
With no mercy
Shaman you must heal my head
While you can, cause I will
Repaint this world in red
Fighting the fiends with my magic spear (with my magic spear)
Saving lost souls, I’m the chosen seer (I’m the chosen seer)
They told me
I want them to go away now
I want them to go away
Hell’s within me
Hell’s within me
I want them to go away now
I want them to go away
Lyrics: Sebastien Francisque
|
||||
3. |
Pumpkins
03:28
|
|
||
Picturing how it would feel good
Living as Johnny down the hill
Growing super large beautiful pumpkins
Lotta work but never the blues
Sweet naps in the afternoon
Just life as it was meant to be
Wish you could leave
For greener lawns
Better breeze
And country girls named Daisy
On and on saying to yourself
That one day you’ll be a land owner
And finally leave for Freedom land
Want your place at the top
Gotta keep working working working
Working working on and on
Wish you could leave, and never come back again
Tell your boss, he better find another slave handyman
Wish you could leave,
But you're frightened by the change
Where to start you really don’t have a clue
You're all freaking out
All the stars are aligned
But you keep praying for a sign
“Ooh good Lord bring me there”
Wish you could leave
Leave your world
Tied to all those little things, it’s making your life absurd
Wish you could leave
But you’re waiting for a change
Strolling down good old Fifth Avenue
Dreams and doubts (X8)
Lyrics: Sebastien Francisque
|
||||
4. |
Anyhow
03:25
|
|
||
Driveway, drive-by
Row of homes, single file
Soccer mom on the street
Soccer children at her feet
Necktie, cell phone
In a standard uniform
Still I don’t realize
That this is just a string of lies
I’ll jump the train, miss the bus
Tell you that I am full of us
This is strong, this is true
This is really overdue
I found my youth
Pacing in a storm
Playing checkers on a form
Now I won’t go back
I can’t stop, so you watch out
You say it’s for you
You have to let me try, let me
choose
You say it’s for you
You sing the same old song, on and on
You say it’s for you
The way you catch my eyes, hypnotize
You say it’s for you
I’m gonna make a change, anyhow
My life is prone to change
I overcame a sad truth
The worst things I can bring
Eternally comfort you
Don’t want to procrastinate
Just open up the floodgates
Step aside or follow suite
Is all that I can say to you
You walk the line only seeing what is on your mind
You play the game like a beeper on a keychain
Just wail out, scream and shout, that’s what it’s all about
I’ll wait for you if you just show me you can breakthrough
You’re the same, the same, the same (up and) change
It’s the same, the same, the same (up and) change
We’re the same, the same, the same (up and) change
It’s the same, the same, and the same all we really have is change
Even though it feels like a trial
We’ve been around for a little while
We know the signs of betrayal
And on the longest mile
We stand up, we stand tall,
And against it all
We try again (and again and a…)
We’re in the sand, in the sun,
As the world goes by
I’ll hold your hand, we are one,
As we start and try
To move on, to break free of the monotony
That holds us like a vice and squeezes ‘til we just let go
|
||||
5. |
FairyTales
04:29
|
|
||
Mr. Hidden schemes how do you feel
Are you really proud of what you’ve done lately?
Your face’s on the cover of magazines
All this attention never troubled your sleep
Been raised and told you were born with better genes
Your kind will never lack of self-esteem
You say you value the power of truth
I don’t believe your bloody fairy tales
Stains all over your suit
How long till you stop claiming innocence
You’re out of reach
No matter how loud I shout you
Don’t wanna hear about me
You hold me down I’m scratching both my knees
Tears start tasting nitroglycerin
If you wanna fool me with your stories and your lies
If you wanna spread the word that I am just crazy
Better be damn ready cause this time I'm armed to fight
I promise you’ll regret it in the end, if you fuck with me
If you wanna fool me with your stories and your lies
If you wanna break me down I’ll not make it easy
You undervalue the power of truth
If I were you, I would not smile that much silly
If I were you, I would not smile that much
If I were you, I would not smile that much silly
If I were you, I would not smile that much
Mr. Hidden greed
Your time is over now there’s
No single doubt about it
Your mind is stocked with all those old beliefs
Your breath has odors of naphthalene
Don’t tell me fairy tales
End of your world baby
End of your world
Lyrics: Sebastien Francisque
|
||||
6. |
Wide Awake
04:56
|
|
||
You're wide awake
But your eye's kinda closed
Talk like a seer
Hands as clean as a pope
Your words are empty
Your smile's just as fake
Your mind's bewildered
But with a stronger faith
You're all wide awake
But you're true self is unexposed
Pointing out the weakness of others
When your own behavior is a joke
You seem all savvy
Heart’s ridden with hate
I know who you really are
Cause I'm now awake
Why don't you people
Give me a break
Why don't you people
Give me a break
Lyrics: Sebastien Francisque
|
A Beauty Contest Montreal, Québec
A Beauty Contest is a pop-rock electro project founded by Sebastian Francisque, singer and songwriter of the Montreal
impressive group Papagroove, established since 2007.
Halfway between "Beck" and the "Black Keys" A Beauty Contest offers solid compositions, addressing a young and dynamic crowd expressed by the enthusiasm of seasoned musicians.
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like A Beauty Contest, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp