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Back, Out There
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Alternative Folk
Back, Out There was released on August 16, 2024 by ABC Music as a part of the album Tropical Depression
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Release DateAugust 16, 2024
LabelABC Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jordie Lane
Jordie Lane
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordie William Lane
Jordie William Lane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordie Lane
Jordie Lane
Producer
Jon Estes
Jon Estes
Producer
Noah Georgeson
Noah Georgeson
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Barking at the back door
Howling for a feed
Mama's in the bathroom
Crying on her knees
Trees above are blowing
Branches half past broke
Since the twister came through last year
Even a soft breeze makes me choke
Ah-ooh
[Verse 2]
Been looking for a new job
Since losing one last week
Gotta make it through the valley
And back up to the peak
'Cause when no one else is out here
This really ain't much fun
They're hiding in their basements
If they're lucky to have one
Ah-ooh
[Verse 3]
Now Martha may be nimble
Jimmy tries to tell a joke
Little Suzie's scared out of her brain
Cousin Timmy's found the coke
a-cola that I'm talking
For this is a family song
I promise to be concise as I can
it won't take that long
[Verse 4]
Ah but nothing's simple as it seems
Here comes another wave
Yeah, hold your breath and jump on under
To a boiler room rave
Where Fatboy Slim is fucking in heaven
And Hole has filled me up
I remember that festival Big Day Out
'99 I think it was
Ah-ooh
[Verse 5]
I gotta get back out there
Back on the scene
Get my name in lights
And my face in magazines
Yeah, I'll pay a publicist
Everything I've got
it'll be so damn beautiful
They'll get me on some underground Norwegian blog
Ah-ooh
[Verse 6]
'Cause the world is opening back up
To the heavens above
Aliens holding out their big old hands all full of love
Singing
Come out to meet me
Out in the cold
We'll jump across these junk satellites
Just like stepping stones
Ah-ooh
[Verse 7]
Spontaneous prose is not as good as editing for three days?
Ain't nobody got time for that
Fifteen fifteen-second songs
Daniel Ek wants me to make
Now some might say I'm rambling
Just like my mate Steve Poltz
Yeah, he came to me in this dream
So I guess it's all his fault
Ah-ooh
[Verse 8]
I can't see what's out there
Beyond you and me
Even with a telescope you can rarely view it free
I gotta get back out there
In reality
Flush down that shit and get a gig
And set this birdie free
Ah-ooh
[Outro]
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Gotta keep moving on
Written by: Jordie William Lane
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