Hey Christie,
you remember me?
I'm always looking through your magazines...
Saw your husband nodding out,
he had ten cigarettes in his mouth...
Hey Christie,
is the shelter full?
Did you get turned away,
and feel like a fool?
Now your're walkin', for some place to get dark...
I know a real nice spot, down by the park...
Hey Christie,
you remember me!?
I'm the boy in your dreams...
Hey Christie,
won't you shout it out?
The devil's near and he wants you out...
...
Hey Christie,
where'd you get that blade?
I want one that handles the same!
Now we're laughin', fallin' about
I got a couple cans, in my mouth...
Can't run, 'cause I can't stand,
I'll just lay here and hold your hand.
Christie tell me somethin' for my head,
'cause I'm sick and feelin' dead...
Combining crooned murder ballads with raw, angsty hard rock hooks, Melbourne's The Ugly Kings are a wrecking crew well worth watching. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 15, 2021