Skins

by The Great Novel

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1.
03:18
Lou Andreas-Salomé was a Russian-born lady / And every time I think about you I think about her I speak the truth let me tell you her story / Born in St-Petersburg in the 19 th century / And ever since we think about her we miss what she has done Underneath her fur coat there was a skin so white and so thin you could see her veins / Make you need so much to be kin that she would lead your aims Well I tell you pal when she was through with you / You where good for the dogs / You where one of the few / And no matter how you cope with that / You’d be the one who’s set back And she’d say: If you have no more happiness to give, then give me your pain / Couple of correspondences, couple of dried flowers, then give me your pain I speak the truth, she makes me think about you / The way you make them your dog / The way you leave them blue / And what’s unique about both of you gals It’s the one you choose I speak about you, can’t you see / The rest you leave behind, they’ll be known for years / And no matter how you cope with that, you’ll be remembered for tears
2.
Brass n’ wind, brass n’ wind / Make a joyful noise, you’re lucky to be alive / Brass n’ wind, brass n’ wind / Lots of them didn’t make it, you’re lucky to be alive I was just drivin’ with just two wheels in a land that wasn’t mine / And it’s just crazy just how everythin’ turned out to be out of sight / Everybody ask you how ‘you doin’? They mean it they don’t want any fuss / Celebration in the oaks, celebration of the dead, c’mon just get lost / I saw an old marchin’ band which was crossin’ a road with nothin’ alive / Another marchin’ band which was hustlin’ at nighttime in front of a garage I’ve made a long road to hear a little bit of my tone, found out it was gone / But you can feel it in the name of the streets; they write their fame at your feet / They might have a black man at the white house, have stopped splitting people up in buses / Makes no difference at all when there’s no white in the ride except for photographers in the streetcars
3.
Me I’m blinded by the right / Me I’m blinded by the good / Me I’m blinded by the beauty / Me ho my, high as a kite / We are blendin’ by the right / We are blendin’ by the good / We are blendin’ with the beauty / We ho my, high as a kite I’m gonna tell it right to your head / Right between you young and the bed It’s a shelter / We’re a shelter / Fall out shelter / Fall out Shelter We who live without the right / We who live without the good / We who live without the beauty / We know why, high as a kite / We don’t wait to see the right / We don’t wait to see the good / We don’t wait to see the beauty / We react high as a kite
4.
The land / I’m livin’ in / It’s a cold one / It’s a ruff skin / But the woman / I am livin’ with / It’s a warm one / It’s a ruff skin / She’s not my gal / She my kin / These are ruff times / So we live in sin Ruff skin roommate / I said ruff skin roommate There’s a huge difference / Between wants and needs / I’ve never been good with this / So I keep us in need / Money’s always tight / So she shares the fight / Doesn’t blame me but she knows / Money don’t bring the hype / She’s not my gal’ / She my kin / These are ruff times / So we live in sin Maybe she likes it that way / Maybe she enjoys it too / What we have and what we are / Isn’t it good for you? / I mean enough for you? / Is it enough for you? / I expect more and more and more / I mean of me and you / You’re not my gal’ / You my kin! / These are ruff times / So we live in sin
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00:34
6.
I’ve felt grounded since a couple of months, / Grounded like I never was, / Grounded as I never thought, / But a couple years have gone in smoke like a blunt Lots of them were a waste, were a tie / But as soon as I’ve dared to choke / I’ve been going straight as an arrow flight. / With roots like a blackjack oak Who knows what I’d do / If I could get me some land I still wish I could learn to share, / I still wish I could learn to write / But I’ve been learning the pick n’ shovel / Since now my blood runs with the heat of the light The shortest straw was not in my hand / I’m not begging any mercy, hey! / Tell you the truth I feel like a cat / Working for the CIA I don’t know when I don’t know why, / I’m not even sure I’m gonna die / Being grounded I can handle wild / While keepin’ it steady with my wife
7.
04:04
Some red headed strangers are washing the theater’s facade / I think to myself they should have spent on the marquee instead The Antique has two floors by now / Cause all the president’s wives want to travel in time / But they don’t, no they don’t, no they don’t, don’t know how The vege-bohemian full of pillows with morrocan tea coffee shop/Co-op / Is still not open at eleven O’clock / I reckon’ they’re too busy drawing on papers / Political, political, political, political thoughts The pawnshop still makes a livin’ by goin’ bankrupt then bankrupt / And I’m sure that old brewery across the bridge will burn again and again / Ain’t no use, ain’t no use, ain’t no use to call the cops Revisiting the museum I cross the path of two stories of mine / They made a lot of sense but got no structures / Do I get, do I get, do I get better in time? Indeed if I agree with one thing it’s the second: / The incident pushed her to teach / The dance, the dance, the dance, the dance with her Chinese suit The first is blond over brown over red by now / I always loved the blond /Her eyes are still between purple and blue anyhow Talkin’ painting, eyes, coffee and blues / I spent the end of the journey / Watching these faces she draws / I love, I love, I love, I love how they stare at me Each and every one is beautiful / Even though they remind me how / It suits you well, suits you well to be sad
8.
I was born in Noranda in 1988 / I was born in Noranda in 1988 / And there is nothin’ special ‘bout that place / And there is nothin’ special ‘bout that year / Nothin’ special about me Except that little outlaw that I met two years ago / Except that little outlaw that I met two years ago / I was a second hand man before she stole my soul First thing I said you keep your hair so short / Little girl I see you keep your hair so short / Maybe you like girls but that’s all right I like them too Tell your Ma I’ll drop my coat in the mud in front of you / Tell your Ma I’ll drop my coat in the mud in front of you / Yes I’m old fashioned; I know what a gentleman should do She stood there with a grin, left me without any clue / She stood there with a grin asking herself if I knew / That it was her old man who was singin’ out of tune She said shut up, show me your pick up and we’ll see what we can do / Shut up, show me your pick up and we’ll see what we can do / I said I ride a bicycle, hope that’s all right with you And she said yeah
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02:17
10.
03:14
He is a tuxedo, as classical as neat / He is a fox, as physical as meat / And I’ve never met a man who knew better than him / How to wear a moustache with a modern swing There’s a mystery hiding in his tongue / Which he used to make old maids feel so young / He’s to blame for the fame of tobacco sticks / He made younger generations look for that kick He’ll take your pride and clean it up with mud / He won’t give you a dime but he might give you a job He’s got the Bossa Nova’s Elenco tone / His skin has a milk chocolate of its own / He can beat the clock; beat the rock, the lock all alone / Ain’t got no subordinate, doesn’t wait on ringtones He can’t stand mumbo jumbo he is a musicologist / He is snazzy but strict and he never uses his fist / The throb of his heart goes like boom boom pow / He used to play the drums now he won’t remember how His outlook on life is as heavy as light / His thoughts come “mod cons”, everything is black or white / He likes to share it all, sippin’ some wine / And if you listen carefully, some grey you’ll find
11.
Like a chill and a pyjama, like kids and Coca Cola, that’s all right / Like fish and raw, like cars and Pa, that’s all right / Like ink and feather, like a beginning and a capital letter, that’s all right / Swinging with the noise, Jesus what a choice, but that’s all right Sweet sour friends; so hard to deal with the end / Sweet sour friends; what you gonna do then? / Sweet sour friends; so hard to deal with the end / Sweet sour friends; what you gonna do then? We had that gig that wasn’t a blast, but that’s all right / The elephant’s so big, we ain’t gonna make it last, but that’s all right / 90 on the highway, regretting mistakes, that’s all right / 50 “someday’s “ God it’s all fake, but that’s all right

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The Great Novel is :

Endrick Tremblay : lead vocal, guitars, harmonicas
MarcOlivier Tremblay Drapeau : bass, double bass, vocals
Gabrièle Côté-Lebreux : vocals, percussions
Tristan Forget-Brisson : drums, congas

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released March 3, 2017

Label: Costume Records

Words by Endrick Tremblay
Music by The Great Novel
Produced by / Réalisé par Dany Placard and The Great Novel
B3 and Piano by / B3 et piano par Dan Thouin
Pedal Steel by / pedal steel par Francis G. Veillette
Additionnal guitar tracks on track #9 by /
Guitares additionnelles sur piste #9 par Dany Placard
Additionnal vocals on track #1 by /
Voix additionnelles sur piste #1 par Greg McEvoy
Engineers / Ingénieurs de son Benoît Bouchard,
Olivier St-Pierre, Jean-Sébastien Chouinard, Francis Bélanger-
Lacas
Mixed by / Mixé par Benoît Bouchard au Studio La Traque
Mastered by / Matricé par Richard Addison au Studio Trilium
Artwork and graphic design by /
Illustration et design graphique par Sarah Marcotte-Boislard
(www.sarahmb.com)
Photography by / Photographies par Jérôme Kearney
(www.luniversdublond.tumblr.com)
Recorded during the greatest week of our lives at Tone Bender
Studio
in Montreal

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The Great Novel Montreal, Québec

The Great Novel is a folk band from Montreal that combines roots instruments with a rock and roll mindset.
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The Great Novel est un band de Montréal qui combine instruments roots et énergie rock

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