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Live at Ithaca

by Nicolas and the Saints

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1.
Too Young 04:10
Hey man, I don't know what to say to you It's been so long since we last spoke But my brother called me up this morning and told me that you had died on Sunday And I know we never were the best of friends But that don't mean that I'm not sad you're gone Cus you've been there since before I can remember Living in the house on the south side of the pines And so I hope You didn't feel you missed too much And I know I could have been a better friend to you You were too young, it's true I won't pretend, just because you've passed away That we were Peanuts, and I was the Snoopy to your Charlie Brown That don't mean I don't remember walking home from school together Growing up, smoking weed in your father's shed But Ben I won't pretend That I knew what was going on for you But Ben I knew you then And if that don't count for something, then I guess it's all for nothing And so I hope You didn't feel you missed too much And I know I could have been a better friend to you You were too young, it's true
2.
Got Thrown 03:37
I keep reaching, keep on reaching But I never get a hold Life feels empty on the inside Won't grasp gold until I've died I was thrown day I got born Been flying ever since I long to land, just a day or two To scoop up all my wits Every step that I take feels like the wrong direction Every move that I make feels like I'm running scared Every step that I take feels like the wrong direction What you runnin from man, ah what you runnin from man I got wine, women and work to while away all my days But when I review the years man I got nothin to say Tell me true, ah tell me true Can you say any different? I bet you're just like me another drop in the deep blue sea Every step that you take feels like the wrong direction Every move that you make feels like you're running scared Every step that you take feels like the wrong direction What you runnin from man, ah what you runnin from man
3.
There's a ghost on the radio Pulling me back to fifteen years ago When teenage blood ran high Brewing a party, a romance, a country suicide We had cocaine in the mansion Wild Turkey and Lucky Strikes My best friend kissed my brother So I hitch-hiked through the night We'd lie side by side in the dark To let the sound fill out the light I'd stretch my fingers out To see if yours would come to mine Ghosts run wild on the frequency dial When wine runs red we turn ghost instead We'd drink red wine in the morning Talkin bout the world around us What we could do to change it And how we were going to save it But when a million marched to stop a war and it was met by bombs in Baghdad Well now we're ten years on when we drink wine we talk TV and sit to watch that Ghosts run wild on the frequency dial When wine runs red we turn ghost instead
4.
My radio's my only friend Speaks to me when I make my coffee Other girls might want a little more But I've a simple heart, and I've been hurt before I live alone, almost by choice Most the time I enjoy the freedom But every once in a while, wouldn't it be nice to come home to a warm embrace Talk to me, oh radio Tune in honey, to my frequency Weren't for you I wouldn't hear another voice all the livelong day, said all the livelong day My radio's my only friend Speaks to me when I make my coffee Other girls might want a little more But I've a simple heart, and I've been hurt before
5.
Molly 03:55
A drunken stripper broke my heart last night Told me baby, I don't read so good Those letters don't make words, it's all just shapes to me You prob'ly think I'm stupid, just another dumbass dancer Special I just want to feel Special Won't you make me feel I live in Camden town, I travel by the train to make ends meet on weekends, catch a drop when they make it rain But enough about me honey, where you come from? Where you been? Let's do a shot, let's to the bar, maybe I'll let you touch my skin Special I just want to feel Special Won't you make me feel My Daddy he ain't rich But my Momma was good lookin I'm just making do by making do with the gifts that I've been given Let me take you by the hand Lead you astray Leave those bright lights behind Let the music play and play Forget about those other girls Keep your eyes fixed on me For twenty pound I'll be whatever you want me to be Special I just want to feel Special Won't you make me feel Special I just want to feel Special I feel special
6.
Baby don't tell me, you're going out But if you do, take a coat when you go Cus I heard on the radio It's cold outside Baby don't tell me, you have to leave honey I know, I know, I know, we got to make money But I heard on the radio It's cold outside If you really must go, then leave me with a kiss When my head sinks in my pillow, your lips will be my bliss Be careful in the world, who knows what you might find There's people on those streets who think it's crueller to be kind And I heard on the radio It's cold outside Baby don't tell me, who called you up just then Switch your phone off, those people ain't your friends And I heard on the radio It's cold outside If you really must go, then leave me with a kiss When my head sinks in my pillow, your lips will be my bliss Be careful in the world, who knows what you might find There's people on those streets who think it's crueller to be kind And I heard on the radio It's cold outside Baby don't tell me, something's wrong Sit with me quietly, don't ever leave I heard on the radio I heard on the radio I heard on the radio It's cold outside
7.
I Know 04:42
Sleep now my darling Rest your weary head There's no need for you to worry I'll be here when you wake I know, you've had a lot on your mind I know, you didn't mean to hurt the ones you love Sleep now my darling Cry your tears on my shoulder I'll take care of them when they come I won't let them touch a hair on your head I know, you've had a lot on your mind I know, you didn't mean to hurt the ones you love Sleep now my darling Rest your weary head There's no need for you to worry I'll be here when you wake up I know, you've had a lot on your mind I know, you didn't mean to hurt the ones you love
8.
Well the world keeps on spinning And I can't help but ride along Feet so wet, I dive right in it Sometimes I don't swim so strong Girl I love you But more than that I need your help against the tide Ain't nobody Strong as you were Least not when it comes to me I need a helping hand Sometimes, sometimes Just like anybody would Sometimes, sometimes Though I try, yes I try Sometimes, sometimes I need a helping hand I need your helping hands I still remember, when I was down Your eyes would melt, and you'd embrace me Hold me close, while I lay thinking Thinking thoughts no good for me Girl I love you But more than that I need your help against the tide Ain't nobody Strong as you were Least not when it comes to me I need a helping hand Sometimes, sometimes Just like anybody would Sometimes, sometimes Though I try, yes I try Sometimes, sometimes I need a helping hand I need your helping hands Girl I love you Ain't nobody Girl I love you Girl I love you
9.
One Year 02:46
Hey barkeep, I'm lonesome and today's a special occasion See it's one year to the day, since my baby left me She had grace, she had timing Oh such perfect timing Why I'm sitting here all alone Drinking bourbon on my birthday Well now I'm twenty-nine I guess I'm old enough to nurse a broken heart for as long as I want All my friends are getting married, having babies, buying houses Why I'm sitting here all alone Drinking bourbon on my birthday I guess there's something sweet bout these Kentucky straight blues Like vanilla on the tongue But there's a kick in the throat Why I got up this morning Put on a shirt and tie so I could sit here on this stool Drinking bourbon on my birthday

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In the spring of 2015, we gathered together some of our closest friends in the old Ithaca Audio studio and recorded this stripped back, intimate live set. Just two voices, a guitar and a saxophone.

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released January 4, 2016

Nick Lewis - Vocal, guitar
Roxanne de Barr - Vocal, percussion
Chris Evans-Roberts - Saxophone

All songs written by Nick Lewis

Engineered and mixed by Anthony Way
Mastered by Nick Lewis

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