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Broken Social Scene
Broken Social Scene


Background information
Origin Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Baroque Pop
Art Rock
Dream Pop
Post-Rock
Years active 1999—present
Label(s) Arts & Crafts
Website Website
Members
Brendan Canning
Kevin Drew
Justin Peroff
Charles Spearin
Andrew Whiteman
Sam Goldberg
Jason Collett
David Newfeld
Leslie Feist
Emily Haines
James Shaw
Evan Cranley
Amy Millan
Ohad Benchetrit
John Crossingham
Martin Davis Kinack
Jo-ann Goldsmith
Bill Priddle
Torquil Campbell
Adam Marvy
Lisa Lobsinger
Julie Penner
Jason Tait
Elizabeth Powell
John McEntire



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Broken Social Scene Album


Bee Hives (03/24/2004)
03/24/2004
1.
(untitled)
2.
3.
Weddings
4.
hHallmark
5.
6.
7.
Ambulance for the Ambience
8.
Time = Cause
9.
. . .

(untitled)

[No lyrics]

. . .


Market fresh
Stand by me
Where will it ever land

Scar and stains, Emily
Turn our little crab

I could have meant it if you let me
I could have meant it if you let me
I could have meant it if you let me

Market fresh
Stand by me
Where will it ever land

Scar and stains, Emily
Turn our little crab

I could have meant it if you let me

I'm frozen (I'm frozen I'm frozen I'm frozen I'm frozen) (repeat)

. . .

Weddings

[No lyrics]

. . .

hHallmark

[No lyrics]

. . .


Broken boys look good sitting on their shoes
Silent waves responds expose to fear
Library cards, rented faces, lying on the naked train
Hard parades with nothing skin
Things that breathe way too thin

They lost their lives in backyards
They lost their lives in backyards

They lost their lives in backyards
They lost their lives in backyards

Elevator, red blue stain, best of things
Half way between things and times, a kill
Library cards, rented faces, lying on the naked train
Highways and major club smell stale, almost eyes, a thousand things

They lost their lives in backyards
They lost their lives in backyards

They lost their lives in backyards
They lost their lives in backyards

It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just
It's a hard parade
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
It's a hard parade, just be courageous
Be courageous
Be courageous
Be courageous
Be courageous
Hard parade just, be courageous
Hard parade just, be courageous
It's a hard parade just, be courageous
It's a hard parade just, be courageous
It's a hard parade just, be courageous
It's a hard parade just, be courageous

. . .


I think it's almost time

. . .

Ambulance for the Ambience

[No lyrics]

. . .

Time = Cause

[No lyrics]

. . .


All these people drinking lover's spit
They sit around and clean their face with it
And they listen to teeth to learn how to quit
Tied to a night they never met

You know it's time that we
Grow old and do some shit
I like it all that way
I like it all that way

All these people drinking lover's spit
Swallowing words while giving head
They listen to teeth to learn how to quit
Take some hands and get used to it

All those people drinking lover's spit
They sit around and clean their face with it
You know it's time that we
Grow old and do some shit
I like it all that way
I like it all that way
I like it all that way

. . .


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