Tell me you disagree
About only doing old, burning new
You do not as you’re told
Let me know
Your newest joy
There are no exceptions
You’re under no discretion
No need for a hurry
Drop a dime-and
It shines
You know you like it wrong
You say you like it dull
Shot of espresso
French impress
A bowl of curry
Cheer up, let’s go
Dancing around in that dress
You’re just thirsty
You’re so earthy
Girl, you’re so Indie!
Into jive, into foals
You’re so Indie!
Unique from the other folk
Girl, you’re so Indie!
Girl, you’re so Indie!
You’re so Indie!
Girl, you’re so Indie!
You wear mics like gloves
Knit hat, knit scarf
Speak your mind
It’s no crime
Ride the clouds
Shifting up above
There’s no harm
People watch like doves
Blue red retro glasses
You’re watching tapes
Life is light, life is dark
It’s in between, its 3D
Spins in sequence
On your wood panel TV
No cable, no label
The finger points
The needle thinks
Picks a song, a track on the record
Of your deep collection
It’s impressive
Poof, magic happens
Projects amplified body and sound
From your turntable to the Polks
Into gold minds
Girl, you’re so Indie!
Into jive, into foals
You’re so Indie!
Unique from the other folk
Girl, you’re so Indie!
Girl, you’re so Indie!
You’re so Indie!
Girl, you’re so Indie!
You are every day
Doing seventy things
Walking blocks
To and from
Record and clothing shops
Cycle with chain and lock
Exploring the city’s farms
The farmer’s market
Develop in the dark room
To open mic at the local pub
You dance all night long
In the underground clubs
Girl, you’re so Indie!
Into jive, into foals
You’re so Indie!
Unique from the other folk
Girl, you’re so Indie!
