HIS FOLDER
Answers every question with the word fine and wrote an album to explain why
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- G# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 3.9s
- length
- 1:36
- language
- En
lyrics
(his folder) An hour and eight about a striker and a car And then three words at the end and then the line went dead And I sat with the phone still warm against my face And worked out where I learned to do that. Worked it out. His folder (his folder) He's got one too, his folder Fifty-nine years of drafts, his folder His folder His folder, his folder, his folder, his folder Everything he never said is sitting somewhere His folder, his folder, his folder, his folder And I have been building mine since I was nine I'm going to ring him Sunday and I'm going to say it first. Not the football. Not an hour. Straight in, like an idiot. And he'll go quiet and then he'll manage something. And that's fine. (beat returns, warm) His folder, his folder, his folder, his folder Everything he never said is sitting somewhere His folder, his folder, his folder, his folder And I have been building mine since I was nine (Sunday...)
