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Upper Brockley Road

by The Groke

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1.
Hello 02:48
Hello, good morning and good night Say it again What is this atmosphere my friend? “Hello, good day”, I say on repeat How do, my darlings? Pleased to meet You say the world is bigger than Upper Brockley Road But my world is home Hello, how are you neighberoo? Three years we’ve shared a wall. What do you do? Hello, what’s going on in here? Good Morning Britain is my eyes and ears You say the world is bigger than Upper Brockley Road But my world is home My world is home My world is home
2.
Window 02:28
Fate Like a window Opening Intimate Faith On a slow day Wondering Intimate Still, there’s a fix between the sheets a bricks And then there’s this Hate Like a migraine Stuttering Intimate Wait There’s a slow train Rumbling Intimate Still, there’s a fix between the sheets a bricks And then there’s this And then there’s this Fate Like a window Opening Intimate
3.
Outside 01:42
You don’t want to go outside For a minute You don’t want to see sunlight Just admit it All the particles and frequencies That live in you, they live in me I don’t want to call it symmetry or synergy Coz when you’re sad I’m sad I don’t want to stay in bed Another second Days prostrate make me irate For you it’s heaven All the particles and frequencies That live in you, they live in me I don’t want to call it symmetry or synergy Coz when you’re sad I’m sad
4.
Argument 03:49
We have an argument It sounds so silly But it means a lot to me We talk and don’t talk and then talk and don’t talk You storm off And I guess that that’s communicating You take the charger Before I’ve had a chance To put any juice on my mobile device We back and forth about who deserves to charge their phone most Then I snap And it becomes a fight You shout at me to say stop shouting Well, I wasn’t shouting I was just making a point You laugh in my face when I say I’m upset And I laugh in your face Which I instantly regret I’m foetally tucked At the foot of the bed Hoping you break the silence before me I’m bitter I’m nasty My spite is long-lasting But nonetheless I will say sorry An argument About nothing at all And then everything All at once
5.
Plans 00:43
6.
Brockley 01:32
Our house in the middle of Brockley Is probably going to blow The boiler’s been complaining for weeks Half my income for half of the rent And then only half of the bed Somehow, I’m convinced that’s decent And if the landlord kicks us out I mean when the landlord kicks us out We’ll have to move but whereabouts? Certainly further south I don’t mind that the beds in the basement As long as you’re there each night I won’t worry about the mice You think I’m getting complacent But have you got an idea for me? We can barely afford Brockley And if the landlord kicks us out I mean when the landlord kicks us out We’ll have to move but whereabouts? Certainly further south Our house in the middle of Brockley
7.
Guy 03:44
Nothing I say ever comes out right We kiss we make up, we resume our fight I can be rude when you apologise I’m sorry I’m rude well I guess I’m that guy The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me I missed your call when your grandfather died I was engaged but should’ve stepped outside I promise I’ll try a little harder next time I’m sorry I’m thoughtless I guess I’m that guy The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me Was less than a year when you told me the crime It was the first time I’d seen you cry I said to myself, ‘To you I’m never going to lie’ I’m sorry I lied; well I guess I’m that guy The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me Sometimes I know that I only act out of spite I shouldn’t say when I know I’m right Coz I’m probably not given how I’m wired I’m sorry I love you, I guess I’m that guy The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me The logic of it all deceives me I think love is trying to defeat me
8.
Airport 01:23
I’ll go to Gatwick, Stansted or Heathrow I’ll even go to Luton just to follow where you go I’ll get up in that little box that’s floating through the sky I’ll leave this shitty country just to be right by yourside Please, will you love me like an airport likes to charge me through the teeth I’ll breeze through duty free and won’t even check the price Of cigarettes and alcohol so I can catch my flight If you don’t get your settled status or you just can’t pay the rent I’ll follow you, I’ll follow you, I’ll travel from Southend Please, will you love me like an airport likes to charge me through the teeth Please, will you love me like an airport likes to charge me through the teeth
9.
Driver 01:53
Find the driver The sole provider We’re flying headfirst into the hadron collider And you’re the only one who knows And you’re the only one who knows Can you keep it Just like a secret When the impending comets begin to glow And you’re the only one who knows And you’re the only one who knows And you’re the only one who knows And you’re the only one who knows If the bodies don’t shake well I guess that I’m not entertaining I’m sorry that I’m late but there’s reasons I’ve been hesitating Tryna play it straight tryna play it straight but it feels wrong
10.
Bored 02:07
Now that our lives boring You pinch my nose to stop me snoring I wake up every morning without the sleep I need And I know all of my complaining Distracts you from your teacher training But every time that it starts raining I feel the faults on me I think of all the holidays I can’t afford The best weekend I ever had was in the fjords But now I’m bored But now I’m bored But now I’m bored The band feels over in my eyes But dad said life is compromise It’s good advice but no surprise Now music matters less We’re saying things like ‘our career’ But apart from words it seems unclear How my trajectory this year Results in happiness I think of all the holidays I can’t afford The best weekend I ever had was in the fjords But now I’m bored But now I’m bored But now I’m bored
11.
Impossible 02:39
And you, You are the only one That makes me feel incredible And you, You are the only one In this endless spectrum Of particles And you, Are carbon and concepts Somehow impossible This is impossible This is a miracle You are impossible This is impossible
12.
Local 01:50
13.
Hungover 03:21
Thank god I’m hungover again Hanging naked off the edge of the bed Tryna think of all the things that I said I really shouldn’t let it fuck with my head Well thank god I mixed whiskey and wine All it meant was that I had a good time There’s no need for reason or rhyme Getting fucked just isn’t a crime Coz I don’t feel so bad Thank god I’m hungover today Gonna spend all of the money I made On stupid shit like bad takeaway Could leave the house but I reckon I’ll stay Thank god I got wasted for two It’s kinda fitting when I drink without you Could say some shit like I was feeling so blue But I was thirsty that’s why I do what I do Coz I don’t feel so bad Thank god I’m hungover tonight Who really cares because I’m keen to get tight I know a drink or two will make me feel right There’s no regrets until I turn on the lights Thank god I’m hungover at home Can’t find my wallet and I can’t find my phone Could roll a joint and ease it out feeling stoned Wish you were here I’ve never felt so alone And I don’t feel so bad Thank god I’m hungover Coz I don’t feel so bad
14.
Schedules 01:47
I am making a sandwich at 2am I am using far too much mayonnaise Make some tea, watch tv then head down to bed Where you’re asleep or something like half awake It’s not romantic but we’re dealing with our schedules It’s not fantastic but we’re making it work You are heading to school at the crack of dawn The lights always wake me up You bring me coffee that’s cold before I come around You know I’m grateful, I hope that you never stop It’s not romantic but we’re dealing with our schedules It’s not fantastic but we’re making it work You don’t know it but I have to drink to go to sleep Not in a cool I’m just scared of withdrawals I know you hate it when I touch you with my frozen feet Or I don’t bother to neatly hang the towels Leave the lights off I’ve done this a million times Leave the lights off, I could find my way to bed after well over five pints
15.
Worry 05:29
16.
Everyday 03:44
Everyday, I’m wondering When you get home Will you tie my shoes Everyday, I’m fumbling For my phone To get through to you And the vastness of the universe is too much for us both to comprehend And the closeness of your body is enough to make it feel like things might come to an end Everyday, I’m mumbling Silly phrases Like how do you do Everyday, I’m stumbling Through silly phases Like how I love you And the vastness of the universe is too much for us both to comprehend And the closeness of your body is enough to make it feel like things might come to an end Everyday, everyday , everyday feels the same Everyday, everyday , everyday feels so strange Everyday, everyday , everyday feels the same Everyday, everyday , everyday feels so strange And the vastness of the universe is too much for us both to comprehend And the closeness of your body is enough to make it feel like things might come to an end Everyday, I’m wondering Where do you go When I’m not with you
17.
Goo 01:02
Living with you I rarely feel blue Living with you My heart feels like goo I don’t mind mowing the lawn But we don’t have one I don’t mind hearing your scorn But it’s no fun We can still live together Living with you I rarely feel blue Living with you My heart feels like goo, goo, goo

about

Wrote and recorded silly little album over a few weeks in August 2024 about living in Brockley with lovely Lydia

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releases December 6, 2024

All songs written, arranged, produced, mixed and mastered by Alexander Sokolow
All performances by Alexander Sokolow apart from:

Josh Cobb:
Slide Guitar – Window, Hungover
Banjo – Argument, Guy
Bass – Airport, Driver
Electric Guitar – Guy

Joe Hurrell:
Drums – Outside
Musical Tie – Hungover
Saz – Driver

Lydia Ghameri:
Vocals – Goo

Art by Josh Cobb

Special thanks to Dougal James and Buddy Caderni
Biggest thanks to Lydia Ghameri for being the best

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