We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The Floating Life

by Leadfinger

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $5 AUD  or more

     

  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    12" Gatefold Vinyl LP version of the debut Leadfinger album!! This is where it all started...a bunch of demos from back in 2005.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Floating Life via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $30 AUD or more 

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Deluxe digipack CD version of debut Leadfinger album.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Floating Life via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $5 AUD or more 

     

1.
I Went Looking (Written by Stewart Cunningham) I went looking for all that I could find I went searching, I left my home behind I went looking for life I went looking for all that I could find I found it and I lost it again I went looking for all that I could try I’ll keep looking, I’m still searching for life I went looking but all that I could find Dead faces in some places no sign of life I went looking for someone to fight I won nothing and learnt something of life I went looking and found my beliefs A friend for life, I found it in my own mind I went looking for all that I could find I’m still searching oh lord, oh I went looking I started looking for my own way of life I left home at 17 no easy ride I went looking looking looking for life I went looking for all I could find
2.
Edge Of Suburbia (Written by Stewart Cunningham) I got lost in suburbia, hanging out at the edge of the world They can’t find me here in suburbia on the internet telephone calls In suburbia – I’m at the end of the world Can’t find me here in suburbia - but I can find myself Computer games and wasting time searching to free your mind I’m anonymous a face in the middle of a crowd heading home, heading home thru space Heading home to suburbia – I’ll hide away at the end of the world If you find yourself in suburbia – spend the days in a haze Playin guitar and being Neil Young cruising the bush I got nature and fun Electric blues, another cup of tea Take the dogs out for a run Hanging out on the edge of suburbia, You can spend the days in a Haze I got lost in suburbia, hanging out at the edge of the world They can’t find me here in suburbia on the internet, the telephone calls It’s suburbia – I’m at the end of the world Can’t find me in suburbia - But you can find yourself You can find yourself
3.
Thin Lizzy 03:49
Thin Lizzy (Written by Stewart Cunningham) Hey You, You wanna boogaloo, Alright! My Thin Lizzy is on my mind A rock’n’roll band from another time Out of the seventies, so sublime They came from the emerald isle, come on My my my my my my old man says he knew them for a while when they were young growing up in Dublin Rising up in the Roisinh Dubh and I wanna boogaloo You know you want to Phil Lynott and his afro hair He was a Soul man from the emerald Eire His leather pants and he sang like a bird Up on his stage he could rule the world Phil Lynott rock’n’roll, Thin Lizzy, Lose Control Na na na na na na na na Nobody ever put on a show like him Glint in (Wink of) his eye and a cheeky grin Phil Lynott rock’n’roll, Thin Lizzy Lose Control Twin guitar solos(lose control) My Thin Lizzy my my my Thin Lizzy rock and roll, Jamaican soul I wanna tell you whats on my mind Thin Lizzy all the time I wanna tell you how I feel about Phil Lynott Irish Dream Phil Lynott Rock and Roll Lets Boogaloo – you know you want to! Hey Hey, I wanna tell you whats on my mind Thin Lizzy all the time Phil Lynott, rock and roll Thin Lizzy lose control
4.
Boo Radley 04:25
Boo Radley (Written by Stewart Cunningham) Try and describe your situation, in politeness and with prettiness How you grew up alone wondering who you were Wandering into nothingness, always lost, directionless With only a song to still your fear With beauty in your heart and mind With music in your soul on fire And hate written on your tongue and on your skin Bruises on the inside that never go away Scaring people with what you say Yeah try and describe who you are But make it fit neatly into a song And make it rhyme and melody Honour your mistakes as hidden intentions Lets go out and get drunk she said, I couldn’t believe my ears And I didn’t want to hear it said Cos I don’t think I can keep this up anymore I don’t want to get whacked, I just want my brain cells back And the days are getting longer and longer and this song is getting stronger Please put me in a movie, to kill a mockingbird by Harper lee would suit me Please put me in a movie, We’ll make it rhyme with melody, Don’t make me be Boo Radley Please put me in that movie, to kill a mockingbird by Harper lee would suit me Please put me in that movie, to kill a mockingbird by Harper lee would set me free and you can be, you can be Boo Radley No one wants to be Boo Radley I Don’t want to be Boo Radley
5.
Back in the Burgh (Written by Stewart Cunningham) It’s 8 o’clock in the morning now And the sun is bursting through my window It’s the kind of morning I’d like to see Every day of every year There’s a magpie in my front yard With his breakfast a worm in his shiny beak I’m a lazy bastard I should be working real hard But I’ll have my fun in the winter sun It’s 8 o’clock in the morning now… I’ve been playing my guitar and singing some songs Some Led Zeppelin and some Neil Young I’m a lazy bastard I should get myself a job I’d rather play some songs in the winter sun
6.
So In A Hurry (Written by Stewart Cunningham) So in a hurry, I’m so in a hurry Oh when will it end this old silly trend Everyone so in a hurry…sooo Two days a week to make ends meet My mind is a pauper and needs time to eat I’m feed the company and pay for the pain Of 10 hours a week on the workaday train I’m so in a hurry I head in to town and get pushed around Everyone’s so in a hurry And life is a rush and love’s in a hurry The beauty and magic has gone gone gone Oh when will it end my friends Is this all there is we’re all in a tizz, it’s not the way that I want it to be We’ve got instant food that you don’t need to chew Call me on the mobile I’ve now time for you Give me what I want give me it now I’m so in a hurry I’m so in a hurry Music and Art are just ads for TV My 4 minute song is now way too long I can’t see the true meaning because of the lies The (Howard) Government thinks were all blind They’re so in a hurry My friends are all busy chasing their tails I don’t see them anymore And no onbody is poor they just all want more They’re so in a hurry Our civilisation keeps marching along Doesn’t know where it’s going but we’re all swept along Cos it’s so in a hurry And don’t stop and don’t think and don’t live and don’t be yourself And don’t get caught with time on your hands And don’t die with the music in you.
7.
The Sydney Way (Written by Stewart Cunningham) I’m standing at the crossroads Old suitcase in my hand I don’t know whether to run or stay Find a new place to hang Another Sticky Summer day Yeah that’s the Sydney Way We can try and get away Quit my job, we’ll find another way Oh nah nah nah, nah nah nah Yeah we’ll find another way You’re standing right by my side We’re gonna make another way Another Sticky Summer day Yeah that’s the Sydney Way We can try and get away Quit my job we’ll find another way Oh nah nah nah, nah nah nah Yeah we’ll find another way Make some plans to live a new way. Not tied down like everybody else All doing the same thing everyday Familiarity breeds my contempt And every 2nd week we gotta pay the rent Another Sticky Summer day There’s a heatwave coming our way Yeah that’s the Sydney Way Let’s try and get away Oh nah nah nah nah nah Yeah we’ll find another way We’re standing at the crossroad With our little girl named Tam You’re standing right by my side We’re gonna make some new plans Yeah we’ll find another way.
8.
Bicycle Man 03:50
Bicycle Man (Written by Stewart Cunningham) I’m a steady rolling man, I do what I can I don’t own no land, just a bicycle man Like a bicycle man, I roll thru this land day after day, take some time to understand I’m a Steady Rolling Man, yes that’s all I am I’m a Steady Rolling Man, I do what I can Take some time when I can, I’ve gotta make my stand A steady rolling man, not wanted in this land Everybody wants their gold, I’ll settle for the cold And some time to grow old, just some time to steady roll Like a Steady rolling Man Comes a steady rolling man Like a bicycle man, a steady rolling man Pushin up the hills but I’ll roll down to the sea I’m a steady rolling man, I do what I can I don’t own no land, just a bicycle man I’m a Steady Rolling Man, yes that’s what I am I’m a Steady Rolling Man, I do what I can Like a Steady rolling Man
9.
The Floating Life (inspired by John Forbes) (Written by Stewart Cunningham/John Forbes) I wanted to survive, I wanted to get high, I wanted to invite, I wanted to incite, I wanted just enough, I wanted to depart, I wanted to imbibe, I wanted to survive I want to survive With the justice of a rich man, not the fortunes of a poor man’s tomb And like a tinsel landscape I’m walking past false doors Through traffic lights and stop signs I wanted to survive oh yeah I wanted to get high, wanted to invite, I wanted to incite, I wanted just enough, I want to survive and I wanted just to get by Not the fortunes of a rich man, I’m not the equal of a poor man. I’m Floating like a punch, a knockout sucker Like the hue of your fake suntan I’ve seen all the tough gestures And souvenirs that don’t add up to nuthin much All these things are portable, as for the rest They can take these words and they can play them on the radio They float through the air It’s Floating life, A flow, I’m floating by, A Floating Life, Floating, I float through time And then I just get higher And then I’m gone away Oh yeah, oh yeaah And this is beautiful It’s summer and the trees, I want it to survive I got water running down the walls and down the street, And down my steps I want to survive, I want to invite, I wanted just enough I want to survive, I want to survive, I want to survive and I I want you to come back…sometime
10.
The Philadelphia Ruse (Written by Stewart Cunningham) Where are you now? My old band They were golden days – I wish they could shine again We played the rock’n’roll, the disappointment blues I got a broken back, we always played to lose We all played to lose, The Philadelphia blues What did it say about those desperate days Where are you now, is that what they say? All your high school rules – I wouldn’t join the gang We played all those towns – we drove all those miles for nuthin Never played the Second Chance – we lost it all in a foreign land We all played to lose – The Philadelphia ruse Is all over now, our dreams gone to ground …where are you now cold American days, I spent them all alone …calling home That’s the way it goes, playing in a band Someone had to pay… someone is to blame Someone tells the tale the truth is what you want it to be …so I headed home, yes I made it home
11.
The Music Had the Last Say (Written by Stewart Cunningham) I think of you – not all the time I think of you - those days play on my mind I think of you – and of those times I think of you - those days play on my mind I think of you, when I play my guitar I think of you The Chapel Street bazaar down to Point Lonsdale How you wrote your songs – living day to day Never had a job or any money to say An your’e gone now and I meant to say They were golden days, the drugs won the day But the music had the last say Yeah. the music had the last say – I think of you Back street studios and playing loud Sleeping on your couch and the rock’n’roll dreams I think of you and your girlfriend’s face As she walked down the aisle holding your guitar in her arms Yeah we though of you, as we always do Yeah I think of you….I think of you…

about

The Floating Life is the debut album by Leadfinger...it was originally some demos put together by songwriter Stewart Cunningham in his home studio with a view to forming a band. The guys at Bang! Records in Spain decided it was original and unique enough to warrant a release and so Leadfinger was born.

credits

released July 20, 2007

All songs written, recorded and mixed during 2005 and 2006 at Leadfinger's home studio in Helensburgh, NSW, Australia...using an Apple Powerbook Laptop, Protools LE 6.9 and some cheap microphones.

It all sort of happened by accident and seemed like a good idea at the time.

All vocals and instruments played, faked, strummed, picked and sung by Leadfinger except the Tambourine on I Went Looking by Dana Orth.

Mastered by Paul Bryant at Main Street Studios, Wollongong.

Leadfinger exists courtesy of Bang! Records.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Leadfinger NSW, Australia

"Every song on ’Silver & Black is a winner, each rich with colour and diversity. It stands as the Leadfinger magnum opus - and it should rightfully open new doors for the band."

Col Gray - Australian Rock Review

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leadfinger
... more

contact / help

Contact Leadfinger

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Leadfinger recommends:

If you like Leadfinger, you may also like: