We need your help. Can you drive us to Dalkey? What for? Well, granddad's little boat is still moored there. We're gonna sail to England, the two of us. We're all set. We just need a lift to the harbor. Yeah, sure. When are you thinking of going? Now. Now? Do you know anybody in England? - No. - Do you have any sterling? No. - No? - No.
Sing Street
22.8s
Don't you push it now, d'you hear me? What? It's a tribute song. If you want to keep this band going next term, you'd better be careful. - Okay? - Yeah, okay. Go on, Conor! Are you ready? This could be all of ours first and last gig, man. You ready to do it? Let's go. Okay, so this is our last song. This is called "Brown Shoes." And it's for every Christian Brother and every bully you ever knew.
Sing Street
2.1s
Let's do it.
Sing Street
2m6s
# Sometimes I pull myself apart # # I shift my shape the way I change my colors # # Guess I'm a human work of art # # A never-ending video-o-o # # Truth gets distorted by the facts # # Peace is in danger and the trust gets broken # # Love always comes under attack # # But at the end of all of this # # Oh, oh, oh # # All the complicated boys # # Boys know that the girls are so complicated # # Try to open up your mind # # Let go, can you feel your heart liberated # # By the complicated boys, boys, boys, boys? # # And the complicated girls, girls, girls, girls # # We're all just diamonds in the rough # # I'm still a stranger in the bathroom mirror # # Stare at me long and hard enough # # You might see someone that you love # Faggots! # All the complicated boys, boys know # # That the girls are so complicated # # Try to open up your mind, let go # # Can you feel your heart liberated # # By the complicated boys, boys, boys, boys? # # And the complicated girls, girls, girls, girls # # By the complicated boys, boys, boys, boys # # And the complicated girls, girls, girls, girls # # Oh, it's complicated. # That was shite! # This girl is a beautiful sea # # The girl is a beautiful sea. # Thank you.
Sing Street
2.2s
This is called "Girls."
Sing Street
4.7s
Faggot! Dad, you shouldn't have come here if you're just gonna slag us.
Sing Street
3m7s
# When you were starin' at your bedroom wall # # With only ghosts beside you # # Somewhere out where the wind was calling # # I was on my way to find you # # I was on my way to find you # # When you were racin' like a cannonball # # In roller skates and sky blue # # Or in the backseat watching the slow rain fallin' # # I was on my way to find you # # I gotta find out who I'm meant to be # # I don't believe in destiny # # But with every word you swear to me # # All my beliefs start caving in # # And I feel something's # # About to change # # So bring the lightning # # Bring the fire, bring the fall # # I know I'll get my heart through # # Got miles to go # # But from the day I started crawlin' # # I was on my way to find you # # I was on my way to find you # # On my way # # Every day # # I was on my way to find you. # Okay. So this is our last song, so come back in. Don't worry, it's a fast one. It's about this school, and it's for Brother Baxter. Lights! Oh, oh, yeah, right.
Sing Street
9.7s
Conor, we're not playing a bleedin' slow song at a gig. - Are you mad? - No? They love us. We'll blow it. Eamon? I don't know, it's a bold move.
Sing Street
11.2s
Okay, this song's for anyone who thought they had a girlfriend for a day, but then she just turned out to be a friend. What's that about?
Sing Street
7.6s
Hey! Hey! Leave that light switch alone. Didn't you hear what I told you? Hey!
Sing Street
5s
Okay, here's one called "To Find You." It's a slow song.
Sing Street
1.8s
You think that's funny?
Sing Street
5.2s
I'll see you, Mum. I love you.
Sing Street
1.5s
Why?
Sing Street
8.7s
Oh, my God. You okay? Yeah. Are you okay? Yeah. Conor!