So, how come you're not in school? I don't go to school. I'm a model. Cool, like, for magazines? I'm going to London soon. Just waiting for my portfolio shots. There's no real work for models in Dublin, you know? Yeah, tell me about it. Do you want to be in a video? It's for my band. You're in a band? Yes, and we need a girl for it. Have you ever been in a video before? No. Is that a problem? I hope not. I'll ask the producer. Who's the producer? That kid behind me.
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4.4s
I could call you with the details, if I had your digits.
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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.
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4.7s
Faggot! Dad, you shouldn't have come here if you're just gonna slag us.
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5.9s
Faggots! Hello, Dublin. We're Sing Street from Dublin.
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13.8s
Come in. Hi. Hey. Where are the parents? They're asleep. How was the gig? Great. Hi. This is Raphina?
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3.2s
I mean, what tyranny could stand up to that?
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38.5s
So, if you're in a band, sing me a song. I can't sing out here. You're gonna have to sing for, like, thousands of people. I'm just one. Sing. Don't make me sing. Jesus. Sing that song off the radio. You know, the one by A-ha. Sing it. Sing it. # Take... # Sorry. # Take... # No, it's too low. # Take on me # # Take me on. # That's all I know.
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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.
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7.6s
Hey! Hey! Leave that light switch alone. Didn't you hear what I told you? Hey!
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4.2s
No. I'm trying to give up. I don't have any matches anyway.
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3.6s
Okay, that was good, but now it's time for some live music.
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1.5s
Need a light?
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14.3s
Hey, Eamon. What are you doing? Nothing really. Just feeding me new bunny. Conor, this is Eamon. Eamon, this is Conor. Conor's new in school, and he's putting a band together. Oh, good Jesus. So?
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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.
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2.6s
- We need to form a band. - What?
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27.2s
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.
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2m25s
# So who the hell are you to tell me what to do? # # You wear a dress and tell me not to wear brown shoes # # D'you think you're man enough # # To wash the makeup off my face right now? # # Don't you know the bigger that they are # # The harder they fall? # # And the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # See, your curtain's fallin', so take your bow # # And who the hell is he to tell me who to be? # # If he wants me dancin', he can watch on MTV # # You try to shut me up, I'll turn the volume up # # And drown you out # # Don't you know the bigger that they are # # The harder they fall? # # Yeah, the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # See, your curtain's fallin', so take your bow # # What's gonna define the rest of your life? # # Start facin' the truth # # You're stuck in a lie # # Sharp end of your knife is pointing at you # # Your up'll be down # # Just hangin' around in gravity boots # # You're stuck in the past, I'm writing the future # # Yeah, the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # And your mask is slippin', so take your bow # # Yeah, you had your time in the sun # # Does it hurt when you're kickin' someone? # # 'Cause the boot's on the other foot # # Boot's on the other foot # # Boot's on the other foot now # # Take a bow. # Thank you! We're Sing Street!