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Pants On Fire

by Fin's Contingency Plan

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I want to make, want to make, want to make it work
I can’t relate, can’t relate, can’t relate to her.
She finds out what I want to hear, and then she tells me so.
I wait with bated breath for her to let me go -

Liar, liar, pants on fire!
Liar, liar, pants on fire!
Don’t you spin this thing the other way.

I haven’t thought, haven’t thought this through.
I’m always jumping headfirst into what I try to do.

This plane is plummeting toward the cold hard ground,
I wait with bated breath for you to let me down.

I haven’t got a clue -
Still holding onto you...

I want to make, want to make, want to make it work.
I can’t relate, can’t relate, can’t relate to her.

It’s getting more confusing every single day -
I wait with bated breath to throw it all away.

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released December 30, 2019
Guitars, bass, piano, synths, drums/drum programming, vocals, engineering, mixing - Fin Taylor
Cover art - Jesse Goldspink
Special thanks to Tim Poitras for mix advice and tweaks.

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Fin's Contingency Plan Brisbane, Australia

Much-loved genres collide to form something unbearable. Fin Nicol-Taylor leads a grubby troupe of assorted musically-literate mercenaries to fight the evil forces of good taste and restraint. Fin's Contingency Plan creates music for the new modern age.

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