Bobs Market

by Fox Fagan

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Bob's Market is collection of acoustic tracks written and recorded whilst living in Echo Park, California. Every day I would walk to the local store "Bob's Market" to get mexican cola.

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released February 14, 2012

Tracks 1, 2, 3, recorded and mixed by Andrew Le-Guier. Track 4 recorded and performed by Fox Fagan.
Track 5 recorded by Fox Fagan with Pelle Hilstrom on Guitar.
All songs written by N. Fagan. Except "Animal" written by Miike Snow.
Front cover photo by "A Horse With No Name Photography"
Art by Vera Valentine

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Track Name: Angel Eyes
Forgive now all I've done before,
For what I'm about to do,
There are many ways I will serve my time,
Just as long as it's with you.

Angel eyes, Angel eyes
Angel eyes, Angel eyes

Walking around carefully,
The pieces of a broken plan,
I heard that you changed his name,
Well I just hope that he can,

Say goodbye, say goodbye,
Say goodbye, and hello angel eyes

You say their watching over you,
but I would have to disagree,
Cos your the closest thing to heaven on earth,
And it's you that is watching he,

Angel eyes, angel eyes,
Angel eyes, never say good bye

Sing la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la oh...

Forgive now all I've sung before,
But I swear it's no word of a lie,
Take a little heart with you stubborn city spark,
And I'll meet you on the hills at the peak,

Angel eyes, angel eyes
angel eyes, never say goodbye
Track Name: Sunday Mourning
I'm talking to you,
But you don't know me,
You're thinking what's this boy gonna show me,
I already how to
FIGHT FU@K LOVE LAUGH
Sit on my hands take demands,
I'm preaching to the converted lonely
well oh well, well oh well,
well oh well, oh well.

And I'm falling,
Out with Sunday Mourning
The black clouds are forming
Calling out my name
And the rescue
Take hold and undress you
Like a fallen nest
Your uncovered in terrain.

ohohoh,ohohoh,ohohoh,ohohohoh

Ballet in hand I'm making a stand,
I wanna start a revolution but I'm not sure who the man, Is any more,
It's a convoluted conversation missionary robber at your door
says he's got "2 kids to feed mate" and that
He didn't get enough money back from his rebate

And he's falling out with Sunday Mourning
The black clouds are forming
Calling out his name
And the rescue,
Take hold and undress you,
Like a fallen nest,
Your uncovered in terrain.

Get well soon, get well soon, get well,
I hope you get well soon, get well soon.

ohohoh,ohohoh,ohohoh,ohohohoh,
bah dap bah bah bah bah bah bah,
bah dap bah bah bah bah bah bah,
bah dap bah bah bah bah bah bah
bah dap bah dap bah

And I'm falling out with Sunday Mourning
The black clouds are forming
Calling out my name
And the rescue,
Take hold and undress you,
Like a fallen nest,
Your uncovered in terrain.

Get well soon, get well soon, get well,
I hope you get well soon, get well soon.
Track Name: Nobody On The Block - Live
Jodie the professional,
Between Fitzroy and Grey,
She liked our flat for the alleyway access and,
Music we played,

"What about your demon's"
Would sing-a-long her voice from below,
Camped out beneath the solitary tree,
The landlord was soon to cut down,

And it's 3 am in the morning,
Another pick up truck drop off,
She's tired from working and my loneliness is too much,

And I say;
Don't be cold baby,
What are you doing with your life,
Maybe you should come inside and spend the night.

A room full of empty cans,
Slayers been on since dusk,
I don't go out and I haven't been with a girl in months,
So even if you just wanna wash,
Or come and help me polish a bottle,
Maybe we can work out a way to get you straight.

And she said;
Don't you know honey,
I do nobody on the block,
I've got my own buzz,
Now please leave me alone.