Fünke Pop

by Turnpike Glow

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released 01 July 2013
All songs mixed by David Newfeld.
Mastered by Ed Woods. Recorded at 123 Studios by Brett Shaw.

Artwork by Kelly Brinkmeyer and Lindsey Webb

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Turnpike Glow London, UK

"I am freaking out about this band. You'll hear lots more" John Richards, KEXP


"I LOVE this!" Lauren Laverne, BBC6


"Blazing, blown out sunshine” Daytrotter


“Jumping out of the speakers like fresh indie daisies” BBC Introducing: Fresh On The Net


"Irresistibly perky fun" This is Fake DIY


"Most certainly a band to watch" No Ripcord


"Infectious, ludicrously catchy" 405
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Track Name: Heels In Madrid
She said to me
“If you want to stay, stand still”
This cannot be
I’d rather jump than chill
It’s such a wasted sing-along

Heels in Madrid
The lights go on and off
She finds it sweet
I’d rather plunge than fall
It’s such a waste, its’ such a waste


Oh stand still, stand clear and sing-along
Madrid will cheer you up

Oh I'm so glad to be back swimming
Around this mess of sodden evenings

Another week stuck on your answering machine
When all I need is half a decade of sleep
Heels in Madrid
The lights go on and off
It’s such a waste, it’s such a waste

Oh stand still, stand clear and sing-along
Madrid will cheer you up

Oh I'm so glad to be back swimming
Around this mess of sodden evenings
Track Name: Her Flaming Lips
She sleeps on roofs
She's gonna wake up on big balloons
She spent last Christmas at the zoo
Where she fell in love with a hypnotist
She's gonna wake up

All she knows is all she likes, when fever spikes
All she likes is all she knows, quick on her toes
All she knows is all she likes, she will save us

If all we have is now
Let's kill the sound of failure somehow


She stands in line
Holding a watermelon gun with her silver trembling hands
She took the love and then she gave it back
She sleeps on roofs
She's gonna wake up
Track Name: Debussy
Shall I steal your moves
Feed the lies in my blue homesick silver suit
A shallow and loud cure
Oh you know how to lure me into your sick control

If you keep leading
While I keep losing it
We might last

You gave, you took, you made, you cooked
And solemnly condemned with due contempt
You set the show
You praise, you shook, you blamed the crook
With quality attempts, with due contempt
You set the show

Shall I seize your moods
Cross the line
Fake a truce
And besiege your thoughts
Your sweet and harmless lust
One more risible laugh
In my silver suit

You’ll shine until it’s easy
I’ll back off
How subtle and suspicious
Your praise of the dawn
Track Name: A Sentimental Song
She slept in my eyes
So no one could watch her sleeping
Her glittering gaze,
A sparkle in the shady winter
A milky moonlight painted the shore
When on Sundays she made me run
Our wild promises in a mumble
When her silence was the only commander

The hazy days are over now
You never came across as I sat there in disbelief
Like that sentimental furniture you always said you'd toss
I never slept on floating leaves
Oh I bet you did

She slept in my eyes
So no one could watch her sleeping
Her fleeting grace
A shade in the sparkling winter
Oh she and her do’s and don’ts!
Spending Mondays drinking rum
While the crooked rain kept falling with thunder
We drowned our boozy pain listening to Boxer

Her slinky dress is warming up the night
Eyes sharp like the blade of a knife
And suddenly she’s waving goodbye