Lyrics Maximo Park – Her Name Was Audre
Text:
On the back of a hand
Something about poetry.
At the back of a throat
Something about luxury.
You never want to leave the
local library.
local library.
She always thought that you
might understand.
Her name was Audre and
she had a lot to say.
She didn’t bore me with her
consummate display.
Feel the back of a hand
about slavery.
At the back of a throat
Something about a litany.
You never want to leave the
local library.
She always hoped that you
might understand.
Her name was Audre and
she had a lot to say.
She didn’t bore me with her
consummate display.
Touch the back of a hand —
Something about infamy.
From the back of a throat
Something about equality.
You never want to leave the
local library.
Her name was Audre and
she had a lot to say
But when the sickness came
it took her voice away.
Album
Maximo Park – Too Much Information
Maximo Park – Midnight On The Hill
Maximo Park – Give, Get, Take
Maximo Park – Brain Cells
Maximo Park – Leave This Island
Maximo Park – Lydia, The Ink Will Never Dry
Maximo Park – My Bloody Mind
Maximo Park – Is It True?
Maximo Park – Drinking Martinis
Maximo Park – I Recognise The Light
Maximo Park – Fade Into You
Maximo Park – Her Name Was Audre
Maximo Park – Where We’re Going
Maximo Park – Middlesbrough Man
Maximo Park – I’ll Be Here In The Morning
Maximo Park – Lover, Lover, Lover
Maximo Park – Northern Sky
Maximo Park – Final Day