Tom Waits / Biarritz

by Jack Barnett

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Tom Waits / Biarritz two tracks from Jack Barnett

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released 02 April 2014

All music written and performed by Jack Barnett and Arran Strange

All Lyrics written by Jack Barnett

Recorded by Lewis Griffiths

Produced by Arran Strange

Artwork by Fred Barnett

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Jack Barnett Cardiff, UK

Jack Barnett has been working on an acoustic music project produced by Arran Strange based in Cardiff, Wales. For the past year Jack Barnett has been working on his debut EP, which was released 01/09/13.

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Track Name: Tom Waits
Fuck all this liquor and booze you're all I need,
You're part of me,
I'm part of you,
And i know i have to prove,
And make you see,
Your loves not lost on me,

It's cold outside and warm in your arms
But i don't know if I can stay with you for long

My piano keys make her weak at the knees,
If i heard one beat,
I'd play you something sweet,
About growing old on the porch,
We'll drink it all down till dawn,
I'll make you see,
Your loves not lost on me,

It's cold outside and warm in your arms
But i don't know if I can stay with you for long
Yes it's cold outside and warm in your arms
But i don't know if I can stay for long
Track Name: Biarritz
Well you'll find me on a beach in Biarritz,
With a beard and a bottle of rum,
Skin darkened by the sun,
Oh it's where i want to call home,

And I'll pledge allegiance to,
The red green and white,
I'll drink myself stupid,
On your beaches,
Every night,

In the ocean spray,
Is where I want to live out my days,
Until I'm old frail and grey,
I'll let the waves carry me away,

And I'll pledge allegiance to,
The red green and white,
I'll drink myself stupid,
On your beaches,
Every night,

Well you'll find me on a beach in Biarritz,
With a beard and a bottle of rum,
Skin darkened by the sun,
Oh it's where I want to call home