Cajun Dance Party - Colourful Life

Sábado! vamos a por el con este tema de un grupo que encontré por casualidad el otro día. Ya tiene sus años este Colourful Life de Cajun Dance Party, del 2008, año en el que sacaron su único disco bajo el mismo titulo del tema, un disco muy corto (9 canciones) que bueno, no está mal pero vamos, tampoco sobresale por encima de discos de otros grupos más consolidados aunque si bien es cierto estuvieron muy arriba en las listas de éxitos de Reino Unido en aquel año.

El grupo hace ya un par de años que desapareció, en 2009, cuando iban a comenzar a preparar el segundo disco el cantante Max Bloom y el bajista Daniel Blumberg abandonaron la banda para unirse a Yuck grupo que el año pasado sacaron su primer álbum.

Bueno no me enrollo, hoy Colourful Life uno de los temas que nos dejaron y que no suena nada mal. Con video y todo. Feliz sábado!

I'd love to go to a brand new place
But recognize the sky
A brand new motion yet same old people
And thats the reason why
The colours of honey are in you're eyes
As you're life flies high
But before you know it, you've fallen
As your life flashes before you're lies

And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow

Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Cos' the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy what's in

So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
Because nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you're munching on that slice
Don't have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gum
Because they're both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
'Cause that's not fun for every one

And the lights, just march, on by
And the crowd, they walk, and sigh
Yet time is slow

Feel the world on my hands
Trust insentives of a band
Because the weight is thick and thin
Drop it now and destroy whats in

(lets go!)

So pick up the pace
And enjoy the race
'Cause nothing-ness is nice
And feel the dance, and feel the mood
While you're munching on that slice
Don't have to spit out
You're thumb or the wriggleys gun
Because they're both a waste of time
But don't crush the bird, just for fun
'Cause that's not fun for every one