Blood Is the Receiver

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New Academics

New Academics is a four-piece Funk rock band formed in Cape Town, South Africa. They are currently based in Johannesburg. They are known for their mixture of Afro-beat, Jazz, Hard rock, Funk and Hip hop in their music and have built a solid a following in South Africa and Europe with their debut album City of Strange. In 2008, the New Academics were nominated for a SAMA (South African Music Award) in the category of "Best Alternative Album". more »

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The week's rough lines fade behind
Trying times slip out of our minds
We find ourselves out past two bells
All hell's breaking loose, a long night on the juice
I say, "Either it's go home now
Or see this thing out the only way we know how"
You just smile, you've been mulling it over for a while
Quick fingers on your phone flick to contacts and dial

Blood is the receiver
I feel lighter, rythmic breather
It's a bold heightening of perception
Let the lights in from all directions

Raise the walls, tenderness surrounds
Feel your love lift me off the ground
Tie my soul directly to your hands
Pull the strings, just to watch me dance

Stealth games, idling in the January rain
Winding down my window and asking for names
A short sharp interchange, flawless exchange
Change up into first and move the gear out in a burst of adrenaline
Appropriate to the state we're in
Skating on thin ice, but grins soon rise to the surface
The night is filled with purpose
Full throttle to the spot, hesistation is worthless

Blood is the receiver
I feel lighter, rythmic breather
It's a bold heightening of perception
Let the lights in from all directions

Raise the walls, tenderness surrounds
Feel your love lift me off the ground
Tie my soul directly to your hands
Pull the strings, just to watch me dance

Treading water in a sea of faces
Falling in love with a stranger's graces
Fingers graze the lasers
In my eyes you're the man, but I know you know that
This is not the time for emotional chitchat
Or verbal backslaps as speakers wrap that
Burrowing bass up against my spine, a delightful parasite
I invite it to wind hard coils around these limbs
Its rythmic whims are the driver for my every motion
Following my master with complete devotion
Lids rolled down I

Raise the walls, tenderness surrounds
Feel your love lift me off the ground
Tie my soul directly to your hands
Pull the strings, just to watch me dance

Raise the walls, tenderness surrounds
Feel your love lift me off the ground
Tie my soul directly to your hands
Pull the strings, just to watch me dance

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