[Trip-Hop Dub New Wave Post-Punk Fusion], [Baggy Madchester Swagger Groove], [Neo-Psychedelic Indie Electronic], [Damon Albarn Nasal Croon + Snotty Mockney Swagger], [Dubby Sub-Bass & Melodica Shadowing], [Lo-Fi Drum Machine Under Live Kit], [Woozy Detuned Synth Pads + Tape Saturation], [Cavernous Cathedral Plate Reverb + Deep Dub Delays], [Communal Gang Vocals + Ghostly Reverb Ahh Choir], [Farfisa Organ + Vintage Rhodes], [Hypnotic Marching Pulse ~118 BPM], [Melancholic-Euphoric Ironic Anthem], [Psychedelic Haze + Dub Breakdown Energy] [Intro - dry layered gang vocals with dub delay throws, handclaps, building hypnotic tension, sparse arrangement, lo-fi textures] We don't know and we don't care Got a tank of petrol and a postcode somewhere Hold my sleeve and disappear Round and round and out of here [Verse 1 - laid-back nasal British croon with trip-hop swagger, double-tracked, dragging slightly behind the beat, conversational snotty edge, dubby sub-bass pulse, woozy synth haze] Woke up in the back of a minicab Driver's got no face and the meter's gone mad Every streetlight blinks like it's keeping a tab On a town that can't remember what it had Left my keys in a flooded car park Threw my phone in the river just to watch the spark And everybody's grinning like it's all a laugh Whistling all the way into the dark [Pre-Chorus - tighter groove, rising psychedelic tension, melodica creeping in, muffled atmospheric depth, hypnotic pulse] The satellite gave up on us The last bus left without a fuss Don't look back at the lot of us [Chorus - huge communal gang vocals, anthemic singalong, melodica doubling top line, massive cathedral reverb, dub delay throws, euphoric yet melancholic] Everybody round the bend We are never coming back again Throw your hands up, you've had enough We're going round and we won't get off Round the bend, round the bend Kiss the concrete, hold a friend Everybody round the bend We are never coming back again [Verse 2 - same nasal croon but snottier and more detached, trip-hop lo-fi textures, dubby bass groove, woozy detuned pads] Concrete cowboys on a fluorescent plain Selling broken weather, selling tins of rain There's a man on the telly says it's all the same Then he flogs you a pill for the very same pain Traded my good watch for a packet of crisps Kissed a total stranger with a shopping list Of all the little places that don't exist We'll get there yet if the fog gets pissed [Pre-Chorus - rising tension, melodica entering, hazy reverb wash, building hypnotic momentum] The satellite gave up on us The last bus left without a fuss Don't look back at the lot of us [Chorus - huge communal gang vocals, anthemic, melodica doubling top line, cavernous reverb, deep dub echoes, euphoric surrender] Everybody round the bend We are never coming back again Throw your hands up, you've had enough We're going round and we won't get off Round the bend, round the bend Kiss the concrete, hold a friend Everybody round the bend We are never coming back again [Bridge - half-time dub breakdown, ethereal falsetto lead, ghostly ahh layers, deep sub-bass, psychedelic haze, tape-saturated reverb] Sunshine on the cul-de-sac Smiling at a road that won't lead back If the road's a circle, then we're already home If the road's a circle, then we're never on our own (ahh, ahh, ahh) [Final Chorus - biggest version, full gang vocals + falsetto stacks, claps, melodica wailing, maximalist psychedelic peak, hypnotic groove] Everybody round the bend We are never coming back again Throw your hands up, you've had enough We're going round and we won't get off [Outro - fading chant with deep dub delays, handclaps trailing into psychedelic dissolution, cavernous reverb tails] Round and round and out of here Round and round and out of here [End]
