Getting Ready

Tomorrow I am flying to Sydney for 2 days. 

Its Australian Fashion Week  right now and I cant wait to get there. 

I have a million people to see and a bunch of things to do but it will be a nice change from the crappy Auckland weather at the moment. Tenley is in town I might get to watch one of her shows, my best friend Ricky James from my last post will be there also. So the next 2 days should be good.

Work has been long and hard but this song has got me through. Here is a music post peeps.

Marc you rock for this.

Foster The People are pretty cool this song "Pumped up Kicks" has a mad mellow beat, the lyrics are like something from a Quentin Tarantino Movie. Its hyped me a load.

Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah he found a six shooter gun.
In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

Daddy works a long day.
He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late.
And he's bringing me a surprise.
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.
I've waited for a long time.
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger,
I reason with my cigarette,
And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.
 
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

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