ON THE FRIDGE

style

• surf pop punk
• bright pop rock
• jangly surf guitar
• punchy live drums
• young female vocal sunny and slightly frantic
• huge singalong chorus
• handclaps
• optimistic chaos
• glossy but raw
• american accent

the numbers

bpm

92

key

F major

energy

0.66

dance

0.93

valence

0.59

vocal at

6.2s

length

1:46

language

En

lyrics

(on the fridge!)

He wrote back on the proper paper with the logo at the top
He said he was sorry and he'd have done the same for his gran
He said the rules are stupid and he didn't make the rules
And he signed it Dave, just Dave, and now he's family

On the fridge (on the fridge)
Dave is on the fridge, on the fridge
Next to my graduation, on the fridge
On the fridge

On the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge
A man who binned her soup is on the fridge
On the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge
And I am not on the fridge. I have never been on the fridge.

She's writing to him again. She's asked about his mother.
He mentioned his mother in one line and she has clocked it.
Dave has no idea. Dave is in this for life now. Poor Dave.
(BAND EXPLODES)

On the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge
A man who binned her soup is on the fridge
On the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge, on the fridge
And I am not on the fridge. I have never been on the fridge.

(poor Dave!)