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Roxy and the Renegades Original Motion Picture Soundtrack

by Roxy and the Renegades

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1.
Hey you, you’ve got devil eyes and teeth to bite But won’t you dance tonight? Hey you, you’re the blondie queen of mystery And I know that’s not right. So, get hep to reality, drop the formalities Drive and jive till dawn. Smoking Havana, we crossed our bandanas I toked up and woke up gone. Dance with me, blondie. Dance with me, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see. You’ll see. With you, tonight becomes the wilderness And we are shadows lit. With you, our bones are slowly saturated And evenly split. So, get hep to reality, drop the formalities Drive and jive till dawn. Smoking Havana, we crossed our bandanas I toked up and woke up gone. Dance with me, blondie. Dance with me, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see. You’ll see. Blondie, dance with me… So, get hep!
2.
Sometimes I get to thinking about those fallen faces. My mind is ringing, stinging all the beating traces. From dusk to dawn I’d like to see No shadow hanging over me Tonight I guarantee I’ll be a reverie. Good morning to the night we’re punching in and out Beard to heels, snow is floating, aside the drought. Beauty queens melt their eyes in pink and blacks Insomniacs. Across the grid I spot a silver king Who moved like leather dancing on a string. Approaching me I wrap the moon And I am losing body soon And I sing… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. Reverie… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie.
3.
Babe, was the real thing Only for the plastic baby blues? It’s a downswing To criticize those suicide tattoos. It’s all just a rat cage They settle down and saddle up for tea. It’s a damn shame To feed your man while you remain hungry. I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock. This ain’t your mama’s toxic shock! (Interlude) I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock... I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock. This ain’t your mama’s toxic shock!
4.
Take me far away to the milk and honeymoon. Speed down freeways where the kids eat silver spoons. And I know I’m so close to being more, I suppose. I’ll glide on golden sands and meet the grandiose. So, hit that California blaze It’s ok to belong now. So, drop down on the sunset maze The right way’s to be wrong now. So, hold me tight, it’s alright ‘Cause we’re here to bite. Sing me angels of the street Tonight in the godly Fahrenheit. Throngs of platinums swarm the tiled ice. Palms will sway for us so kiss me, baby, twice. I’m fated, automated, in a haze liberated. Ring me limousines, suddenly elated. From heights I can see the world sparklingly broad. I’ve been betrayed before by cities bound by fraud. Hollywood may coat the shots in collagen and rum. But I’ll pray to plant the strip where I will soon be from. I’ve only just become, don’t tell me all’s a lie. I’ve waded through hum-drums to kick that four back high. To kick that four back high… So, hit that California blaze It’s ok to belong now. So, drop down on the sunset maze The right way’s to be wrong now. So, hold me tight, it’s alright ‘Cause we’re here to bite. Sing me angels of the street Tonight in the godly Fahrenheit. Hit that, hit that, hit that, hit that California, California In the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit.
5.
Hey you, you’ve got devil eyes and teeth to bite But won’t you dance tonight? Hey you, you’re the blondie queen of mystery And I know that’s not right. So, get hep to reality, drop the formalities Drive and jive till dawn. Smoking Havana, we crossed our bandanas I toked up and woke up gone. Dance with me, blondie. Dance with me, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see. You’ll see. Tell me, are you dizzy from the blinking That your outline’s done? Tell me, do you see us on the silver screen Four thumbs on the run? So, get hep to reality, drop the formalities Drive and jive till dawn. Smoking Havana, we crossed our bandanas I toked up and woke up gone. Dance with me, blondie. Dance with me, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see. You’ll see. With you, tonight becomes the wilderness And we are shadows lit. With you, our bones are slowly saturated And evenly split. So, get hep to reality, drop the formalities Drive and jive till dawn. Smoking Havana, we crossed our bandanas I toked up and woke up gone. Dance with me, blondie. Dance with me, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see. You’ll see. Blondie, dance with me… So, get hep!
6.
Sometimes I get to thinking about those fallen faces. My mind is ringing, stinging all the beating traces. From dusk to dawn I’d like to see No shadow hanging over me Tonight I guarantee I’ll be a reverie. Good morning to the night we’re punching in and out Beard to heels, snow is floating, aside the drought. Beauty queens melt their eyes in pink and blacks Insomniacs. Across the grid I spot a silver king Who moved like leather dancing on a string. Approaching me I wrap the moon And I am losing body soon And I sing… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie. Passing by the ghosts of Friday’s dogs and cats Where were among the smoking city brats? Dance with me but tell me twice that I astound And I am found. Honey, if you phone me tomorrow You’ll hear me only through the radio. But I’ll be pulsing through again When midnight calls and only then I sing… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie. Approaching me I wrap the moon And I am losing body soon And I sing… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. I’m still your reverie. Reverie… Love me tonight For I’m just a piece of light. When I awake to a reveille I’m still your reverie.
7.
Babe, was the real thing Only for the plastic baby blues? It’s a downswing To criticize those suicide tattoos. It’s all just a rat cage They settle down and saddle up for tea. It’s a damn shame To feed your man while you remain hungry. I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock. This ain’t your mama’s toxic shock! Hun, pucker up now The suckers say that I’m the pixie queen. It’s the high brows But catch your jaw and wipe out your machine. We go dancing through parking lots We’re on moon time, it’s what we sought. There’s no world for us to charm Those motherfuckers just want to disarm us! I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock. This ain’t your mama’s toxic shock! I’m a millennial bitch, so don’t twitch I’m ridin’ on a heroin American Dream. And if you’d like to play the wife too, please do Man, I’ll knock you clean off the capital stock. This ain’t your mama’s toxic shock!
8.
Take me far away to the milk and honeymoon. Speed down freeways where the kids eat silver spoons. And I know I’m so close to being more, I suppose. I’ll glide on golden sands and meet the grandiose. So, hit that California blaze It’s ok to belong now. So, drop down on the sunset maze The right way’s to be wrong now. So, hold me tight, it’s alright ‘Cause we’re here to bite. Sing me angels of the street Tonight in the godly Fahrenheit. Throngs of platinums swarm the tiled ice. Palms will sway for us so kiss me, baby, twice. I’m fated, automated, in a haze liberated. Ring me limousines, suddenly elated. So, hit that California blaze It’s ok to belong now. So, drop down on the sunset maze The right way’s to be wrong now. So, hold me tight, it’s alright ‘Cause we’re here to bite. Sing me angels of the street Tonight in the godly Fahrenheit. From heights I can see the world sparklingly broad. I’ve been betrayed before by cities bound by fraud. Hollywood may coat the shots in collagen and rum. But I’ll pray to plant the strip where I will soon be from. I’ve only just become, don’t tell me all’s a lie. I’ve waded through hum-drums to kick that four back high. To kick that four back high… So, hit that California blaze It’s ok to belong now. So, drop down on the sunset maze The right way’s to be wrong now. So, hold me tight, it’s alright ‘Cause we’re here to bite. Sing me angels of the street Tonight in the godly Fahrenheit. Hit that, hit that, hit that, hit that California, California In the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit. In the godly, in the godly, in the godly Fahrenheit.
9.
Oh, when I sleep your sounds haunt me. Waking to ghosts whose tongues taunt me. Burning lights of red and blue. Colors bleed, I’m waiting for you. I’m waking for you… Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Blood pumping, sweat breaks my feet. Godspeed to your palms, they make me complete. They make me complete… Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. I’m blinded and I’m bound You turn my mind all around. I’m blinded and I’m bound You turn my mind all around. I’m blinded… And bound… You turn my, you turn my, mind all around. I’m blinded… And bound… You turn my, you turn my, mind all around. I’m blinded And bound… Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes. Time turns to fog when I realize I seem to daze when you smoke my eyes.
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11.
Been bummin’ around for some time and I know it’s contrived It’s even the way I get to sleep, I wake up at five I told you I bought some rings in Camden, still cloudy but clean And I lost one, and the other turned my finger some bleak shade of green Would you mail me something lighter than this fog? And would you call on Sunday? I know of your backlog ‘Cause I might’ve misplaced my body, mistakes I wish I’d made Been ‘membering that morning, you know I gotta confess We walked down to the river market, I left my Chinese dress I know you won’t go back but photograph the aimless “look left” signs And the tube delays in the evenings while you melt through the gap send some headlines Would you fly me over some black sweets from home? Though you made me return your purple crewneck loan ‘Cause I might’ve misplaced my body, mistakes I wish I’d made. We had a night with 30,000, can you remember when? I left the lights and missed the old boys sing, I’ll never go again Now I’m wired from the plane ride so wash me out in all that city smoke Do me one favor, remind me of the street name from whence we last spoke Would you mail me something? Show me written out Can I call you someday? You know what it’s about Would you ship me over some grey skies to glow? Would you watch the winter falling as I go? ‘Cause I might’ve misplaced my body, mistakes I wish I’d made— Mistakes I wish I’d made:// Mistakes I’m wishing, and I miss.

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released May 1, 2018

Vocals by: Bláithín Haddad, Kimaya Diggs, Matt Hixon, Eleanor Levine

Music performed by: Eleanor Levine, Drew Sencabaugh, Mir Singh, Nathan Watson

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