Blue Fever

Blue Fever

 Bray, Leinster, IRL
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Raucous fusion of classic roots rock n roll, with an indie sensibility.

Biography

Since Blue Fever's inception in May 09, they have been furiously moulding a set of original, energetic songs. The band is comprised of Tomas Gormley - Vocals & Rhythm Guitar, Carl Keogh - Lead Guitar & Backing Vocals, Craig Robinson - Drums and Lorcan Rowley-Ryan - Bass. The sound is a raucous fusion of classic roots rock n roll, with an indie sensibility which Draws on early pioneering Rock N' Roll, no strings 60's Pop And Motown, 70's Guitar Rock and a taste for all the glamour and kitsch gutter leanings that Rock N'Roll has to offer. So let the melodies reign down in glorious eloquence from the firmament and prepare to experience the rapture. Inspired by love, hate, anger, the human condition, this is BlueFever. Turn on, tune in…

Lyrics

Sitting Idly By

Written By: Gormley/Keogh

Sitting idly by, while she’s having the time of her life
Both went to a club, where she found love with some other guy
Now he sits at the bar, glass in hand making small talk to unknowns
While she flirts in his face but not to him, to some other guy

Something’s got to give; something’s got to be done
Something’s got to give; it just had to give

Well she feels she done nothing wrong
Its just harmless fun, and it ain't never hurt no one
Well the clouds ripped open the rain crashed down
Like his world around his head and feet
Her bridges are burnt, she got no way she can return
So how can he forgive her after all she has done

Something’s got to give; something’s got to be done
Something’s got to give; it just had to give

We fall in and fall out but now it’s never the same
She promises the world, but she’s filled it with pain
she's going down on you with those innocent eyes
I see through your lies, yeah I see through your lies

Hovering over a lifeless shape, with no escape
The deed is done he’s got no way to return
Now he sits on a bed, his got his head in hands
Contemplating events transpired
Etching lines on his wall till his time, his time is done

Something’s got to give; something’s got to be done
Something’s got to give; it just had to give
Something’s got to give; something’s got to be done
Something’s got to give; it just had to give

Queen Bitch

Written By: Gormley/Keogh

She’s biting on her lip just to refrain,
From making eye contact, and calling out his name,
Waking around town like she’s the queen of hearts,
I know what lies beneath, a cold three word remark.

To young girl, yeah to fade into the gray,
When the spotlights on her, what else can compare,
Fighting off the boys, do you think I really care
For you’re pale blue eyes and your long blond hair.

I don’t need your satisfaction,
All I want is your reaction
She don’t give her love to me,
She don’t give her love for free
She’s a Queen Bitch
She’s a Queen Bitch

With her Patronising love, yeah she’s always on top,
She’s Selfish to the end, so why bother to stop,
You know I gave you the world,
And sacrificed the lot, for token arm candy,
With its star-crossed rot.
You’ve got your MTV, and friends they all come free,
Long may it last when you’re the queen of tease?
Oh so pretty, And all so fake,
I say smiles for the camera and hope that lenses don’t break

I don’t need your satisfaction,
All I want is your reaction
She don’t give her love to me,
She don’t give her love for free
She’s a Queen Bitch
She’s a Queen Bitch


No don’t you tell I’m wrong
No don’t you tell me I’m late
Don’t beat around the bush
Of course it’s my mistake / It was my mistake to make

Get out off my had,
I say get out of my head,
no don’t you get me down / no don’t you mix me up
Yeah Yeah get get get me down

Devil Child

Written By: Gormley/Keogh

Break of dawn, man you'll break a sweat
Trying to do what I have done
Maiden fair, with beauty so sweet
Her eyes deceiving’ me
yeah yeah yeah

Bring her home to me
Bring her home to me

Her innocence was mine to take
She told me she was free
The joker smile and the king he frowns
He says bring them home to me
Yeah yeah yeah

Bring her home to me
Bring her home to me

So what am I going to do with my devil child
I said what you going to do with your devil child

Like a phantom in the night
Try to steel her from my side
When I awoke I was on my own
I said bring her home to me
Yeah yeah yeah

Bring her home to me
Bring her home to me

Cool your jets, and take a step and breathe
Don’t pin this all on me
I ain't the first; I won't be the last
To share her company
If you know what I mean
Yeah if you know what I mean

I'll tell you what to do with your devil Child
And I said bring home bring it home to me
I'll tell you what to do she's your devil Child
And I said bring home bring it home to me
Yeah Yeah Yeah