The Fidgets

The Fidgets

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Hi-Energy rock shows best enjoyed while engulfed by the smell of stale beer and cigarettes. Fidgets songs often explode into two-headed monsters of loud distorted guitars and heavy backbeats offset by two and three part vocal harmonies...and at other times relax to conjure childhood memories...

Biography

a vast cornucopia of influences; Led Zeppelin, R.E.M., Rolling Stones, Pearl Jam, Echo and the Bunnymen, X, Thin Lizzy, Jimi Hendrix, U2, Drivin' n' Cryin', Weezer, Fishbone, AC/DC, 10,000 Maniacs, Blues Traveler, Bob Marley, Counting Crows, CSNY, Fetchin Bones, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Frank Marino and Mohagony Rush, The Who, James Taylor, John Mellencamp, The Police, Matthew Sweet, Neil Young, Nirvana, The Replacements, Van Morrison, Violent Femmes

Lyrics

Wars That Matter

Written By: The Fidgets

Wars That Matter
© 2006 The Fidgets (G Tourian, G Henshaw, C Meyers, E Mills, D Jonas)

I see you primping for Nobels
The push up their hairbrushes, too
We all have reasons for loving you
You think you’ll have reasons for loving you

I’ve seen you in Technicolor
I’ve seen you wearing nothing but skin
I’ve seen you making plans for the future
I’ve seen you wanting out to be in

We’re supposed to care about politics
We’re supposed to give a shit about cars
There’s no line underneath the radar
We don’t think the people will understand
(repeat)

(chorus)
They fought in wars in that mattered
They fought in wars that counted
You fight in games that they don’t matter

I won’t buy you a margarita
I won’t shake you out on the town
I won’t make you see what’s behind you
I won’t make you take it around

(chorus)

Blue

Written By: The Fidgets

Blue
© 2005 The Fidgets (G Tourian, G Henshaw, E Mills, C Meyers, D Jonas)

(chorus)
I dream in blue
I think in colors
I wish for time to be with others
Who dream in blue

Let’s play cowboys and Indians
Let’s dream we’re all spacemen
We’ll have a rocket launchin’
We’ll go walk on water, walk on each other

Let’s try to lasso a planet
Let’s give time for the chance to hand it
Shades of stories still to be told
Stalks of lives that were put on hold

(chorus)

When you get a moment
Would you ask the question
When you have the time
Reply kindly

(chorus)