Testo Here Comes The Best Bit

Between the trees
Suburban streets
Unassuming house where we meet
No front fences in this state
Couldn’t tell you if its the right place

Not too careful anymore
Here comes the best bit I’ll remember it
Painted bedsheets used as a backdrop
Here comes the best bit
I’ll remember it

Take a breath between the sets
Sit on the grass even if its wet
Warm wine cold hands
Our favourite bands
We know the words to all their songs
Our voices hoarse from screaming along
My best your worst
My favourite verse

Careless and loud Don’t overcrowd
Black wire to a common ground
Feel very lucky to have found

Take a breath between the sets
Sit on the grass even if its wet
Warm wine cold hands
Our favourite bands
We know the words to all their songs
Our voices hoarse from screaming along
My best your worst
My favourite verse
The sun reflects off my pickguard
The neighbours peek from their backyard
Grass and cement
They own you rent
I’ll play the theme from Dawson’s Creek
Will it be yes or will it be?
Your best my worst
Your favourite verse

Careless and loud
At this late hour