Murder of Gods

by Bad Ideas

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    Murder of Gods. 11 tracks. 2012

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released 02 January 2012

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Bad Ideas Leeds, UK

Bad Ideas uniquely blend melodic Indie Rock with undertones of punk, indie and roots- creating a refreshing foundation for their intelligent, infinitely singable poetic pop songs.

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Track Name: East Bound Midnight Ride
Talk of death on the line. Inconventient suicide to halt my eastbound midnight ride.Through bleak countryside, winter trees and power lines. I hope you sleep – I’m late to arrive.

And I wonder if you were still awake. Just hanging around with all your things packed for the plane. We could get up, get up – start like we mean it. Go on, get lost and wash up on beaches and oh – if you were still awake.

Approaching colours and lights turn to streets as engines die. Music in bars – busking and car’s fill the night. On the back of a bike – two wheel plans you’re terrified. You’d swim with death to feel alive.

And we will roam - till the world feels like home.
Track Name: One Seven Two
We used to write letters
I couldn’t see it now
you're friends were all strangers
in that big old house

Neighbors got kids
keep the noise down
smoking outside
clear you shit off the ground

The boys they would stay up till
the morning came around
So they won't have to get up
and didn't turn it down

Used to walk miles
Before we got cars
Holes in my shoes,
from walkin’ so far

Used to walk miles
before we got cars
holes in my shoes,
holes in my shoes

Oh we had it better me and you
never knew quite just how good we had it at one seven two

We were young
but we won’t forget that place
it’s safe to say that
neither will you.