Choose Your Colour

by Jimmy Harwood

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Jimmy Harwood's Debut EP 'Choose Your Colour' mixes a range of genres and lyrics to take you on 5 different colour rides. Choose Your Colour!

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released January 27, 2017

All music played and performed by Jimmy Harwood, with help from Alex Siderov and Marc Scollo
All music produced, mixed and mastered by Marc Scollo

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Jimmy Harwood Melbourne, Australia

In spite of his age, new listeners shouldn’t be deceived into thinking Jimmy Harwood is a completely new face in the Melbourne music scene. With plenty of busking experience under his belt, the 17 year old has cultivated a style of his own which shows in his refined song writing. His songs pair Jimmy’s honest stream-of-consciousness lyricism with the laidback vibes of his guitars and catchy hooks ... more

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Track Name: Cooko
Hey yo, this pen and this paper
Will it favour my flavour?
Will it be my life saviour?
Will it pay for me, and my other things?
Like the laser beams and guitar strings.
I don’t know what it is I’ve done
But when I hit this E string
With my pinkie and my thumb
And the bass on the bridge
Turns into a horror scope
Like my favourite band Horrorshow, what you know.
Cooko’s on the other side
With real rhymes that will make you cry
They will make you high
Without any of that powdered white
I’m serious give it a listen
Cos’ when I listen to it
I get this rush through my system like Christmas
And when I get these presents off of under the tree
I want you to know what you meant to me.

I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why I do this
And I see this guy
I see this guy
I see this guy
And I realise, why I do this.

I’m testing my imagination with the wood I write on
It’s kinda ironic, how this wood is where my hearts from
And its missing one piece, out of five
Even know there’s five of us alive
Five years apart with no gaps in between
But you, you could not care less about me

Cos’ this is a letter from me
To the people I look up to
Cos’ this is a letter from me
To the people I look up to

I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why I do this
And I see this guy
I see this guy
I see this guy
And I realise why I do this
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why I do this
And I see this guy
I see this guy
I see this guy
And I realise why I do this
Track Name: Station Street
I’m busking on station street
All the people walk by and I’m looking at their moving feet
One by one they look at my coins
I look at them and I just make a noise
I keep my poise and I think about them
I wonder what their day’s been like in my head
Guy in a suit how much money does he make, you reckon?
I see his watch so I look and I check it
Surely some cash in my container sir
You have heaps of cash in the pockets of your shirt
Your wearing a 3000 dollar suit
And I’m just here just strumming my tunes
But you can’t give me any money
All because you’ve got to by that diamond ring for your honey
And that’s alright
I understand
That’s alright
All these people, no identities
All these faces, I’m meant to see
I make them into characters
What’s their life gonna be like?
Depressed, rich or hungry
Can I see right
I see this guy sitting down having a coffee
I don’t know if he’ll hate me
I don’t know if he’ll froth me
So he comes up, stands next to me
Gives me a five and high five the sky and the breeze
He was blind he gave me some advice, be
Free with your life and your eye sight
Cos I can’t see
These are the people that I meet on the street
When I’m busking looking down at their feet
And I say that’s alright
I understand
That’s alright
All these people, no identities
All these faces, I’m meant to see
I make them into characters
What’s their life gonna be like?
Depressed, rich or hungry
Can I see right
And I see these people and I don’t know their names
But I know their background stories
Like a video game
When they speak to me I get a little more detail
They left their information just like a trail
And I see these people and I don’t know their names
But I know their background stories
Like a video game
When they speak to me I get a little more detail
They left their information just like a trail
All these people, no identities
All these faces, I’m meant to see
I make them into characters
What’s their life gonna be like?
Depressed, rich or hungry
Can I see right
Track Name: Patterns in the Grass
I can’t pretend to like it
52 on the loop to finally find it
This guy arrives on his bike to find what I’m high on
Turns out his playing drums on my song
The people in the ground don’t know what my name is
But when they see me they act like I’m famous, the greatest
The green tree, behind Alex
And his repeats, of great beats, the feats of having a great team
Emotions run high while I’m tripping
I don’t even know if your listening, glistening, sizzling the system
So this one goes out to you yo Alex
The one with the bag of
You don’t know what I see
You don’t look at this tree, like I do
It don’t make sense to be free
Cos when I see you I need
I need my, freedom
I need my, freedom
Sitting in this car its blue
The sky is white with a touch of you
Round 2
I’ve got them patterns on the grass
And the sky is so blue, it’s got us sat on our ass
But I don’t know you
Cos your wearing that mask from the past
It’s gonna have to make our energy last
The moon comes up while we’re listening
The stars arriving and the park is kid hidden
This chair is getting rid of the system
So be careful and listen
Don’t follow me, I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my motion baby
Don’t follow me, I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my motion baby
You don’t know what I see
You don’t look at this tree, like I do
It don’t make sense to be free
Cos when I see you I need
I need my, freedom
I need my, freedom
Sitting in this car its blue
The sky is white with a touch of you
Round 4
Cos I skipped the third, the third one was shit
And I still really don’t know if I’m still really in this trip
So can you tell me if I am so I can get home
Check phone, text those best bro’s who gotta get home
Cop a spray while my eyes are circular trays
Last night they look like laser rays, after mason says
Man I’m feeling it
Don’t follow me, I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my motion baby
Don’t follow me, I don’t know where I’m going
Don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my motion baby
You don’t know what I see
You don’t look at this tree, like I do
It don’t make sense to be free
Cos when I see you I need
I need my, freedom
I need my, freedom
Sitting in this car its blue
The sky is white with a touch of you
Track Name: In the Morning
you'll see me standing around
ill be looking at you
i wont make a frown
beer is why i am you
its 11 in the night we are meant to go to 6
and i cant figure out why i am eating weetbix
you are dumb
you are really really dumb
and in the morning
we cant be friends
what if i like them
but they don't like me
and in the morning
we cant be friends
what if i like them
but they don't like me
why are you here?
shut the fuck up
go to bed or ill hit your gut
and I've gone to far again
just like last week
and if i go to next weekend
ill be dead asleep
cos when i look at the glass and the mirror
i think i'm flying but my head is getting thinner
didn't eat any dinner
is that a good or a bad thing?
don't know but alcohol will definitely get me dancing
and i say it again
i like to have fun
just sometimes people wanna shoot me with a gun
and in the morning
we cant be friends
what if i like them
but they don't like me
and in the morning
we cant be friends
what if i like them
but they don't like me
you are dumb
you are really really dumb
Track Name: Flying
why am i flying like this?
there's a tree in my way and i'm about to get hit
this wind in my hair is making me cold
if i go any longer i will turn bold
but you don't wear a cape

so you're gonna fly fly fly
and then you're gonna fall fall fall
so you're gonna fly fly fly
and then you're gonna fall fall fall

I'm flying into your face
and then my feet will go to waste
cos when i'm at the bottom its not so great
when i'm at the top i feel no pain
and then i come down
and then i go back up
and then i come down
and then i go back up

so you're gonna fly fly fly
and then you're gonna fall fall fall
so you're gonna fly fly fly
and then you're gonna fall fall fall

I've got my pink cap on
i got the idea to write this song
my cap keeps going up and down
i cant find my feet stable on the ground
I've got my pink cap on
i got the idea to write this song
my cap keeps going up and down
i cant find my feet stable on the ground

I'm gonna be up all night
not at the right time around 5
now i'm sitting in this bathroom with people that will ask you
got a dart true? i need some chewy i need to chew
this pink cap is on my head
its dug into my brain you can figure out the rest
i need some sleep so i hop in my uber
he drives us to the house where we dream his got a new car
i think i'm feeling good
my perception deceives me
and when i think of blue and white i get a little dreamy
and to the people in the bathroom fun times ahead
i'm thinking bout that room now i'm thinking bout my bed

I'm flying into your face
and then my feet will go to waste
cos when i'm at the bottom its not so great
when i'm at the top i feel no pain
and then i come down
and then i go back up
and then i come down
and then i go back up