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Mr. Little Jeans (born Monica Birkenes) is a Norwegian born singer-songwriter based in London, England. Birkenes grew up in rural Grimstad, daughter of a ship-builder and secretary who discouraged television, so she performed in the town’s family-oriented plays and musical events. At 18, she moved to London and eventually signed to Neon Gold. In 2010, Birkenes released the Rescue Song and Angel EP. Her album debut, Pocketknife, was released by Harvest in 2014 to favorable reviews. Read Full BioMr. Little Jeans (born Monica Birkenes) is a Norwegian born singer-songwriter based in London, England. Birkenes grew up in rural Grimstad, daughter of a ship-builder and secretary who discouraged television, so she performed in the town’s family-oriented plays and musical events. At 18, she moved to London and eventually signed to Neon Gold. In 2010, Birkenes released the Rescue Song and Angel EP. Her album debut, Pocketknife, was released by Harvest in 2014 to favorable reviews.
Her pseudonym comes from Kumar Pallana's character in Wes Anderson's "Rushmore."
Her pseudonym comes from Kumar Pallana's character in Wes Anderson's "Rushmore."
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Rescue Song
by Mr. Little Jeans
My dress is torn, you have a black eye
You got from a giving kind
But your coat is big and I am warm
I'll ask if I can walk you home
Grey like the gravel under our shoes
The sky doesn't clarify
Simple is something of a mystery
No longer making sense to me
Got a gun and an eagles eye
But would like somewhere safe to hide
You've a reason and so have I, it's true
I'm gonna rescue you
So you can rescue me too
Make it a rendezvous
I got my best dress on
And you've a smile and a bruise
So come and rescue me,
And me you
I am the heat in an empty room
The cold coming through the walls
Your sofas' old, but I am new
And there is better on the brew
My breath is soft, your hands are unlocked
Un-manned and un-vertical
I feel strings without the black n blues
A weekend in a weekdays shoes
Got a gun and an eagles eye
But would like somewhere safe to hide
You've a reason and so have I, it's true
I'm gonna rescue you
So you can rescue me too
Make it a rendezvous
I got my best dress on
And you've a smile and a bruise
So come and rescue me
And me you
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TIM ANDERSON, WRITER UNKNOWN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
by Mr. Little Jeans
My dress is torn, you have a black eye
You got from a giving kind
But your coat is big and I am warm
I'll ask if I can walk you home
Grey like the gravel under our shoes
The sky doesn't clarify
Simple is something of a mystery
No longer making sense to me
Got a gun and an eagles eye
But would like somewhere safe to hide
You've a reason and so have I, it's true
I'm gonna rescue you
So you can rescue me too
Make it a rendezvous
I got my best dress on
And you've a smile and a bruise
So come and rescue me,
And me you
I am the heat in an empty room
The cold coming through the walls
Your sofas' old, but I am new
And there is better on the brew
My breath is soft, your hands are unlocked
Un-manned and un-vertical
I feel strings without the black n blues
A weekend in a weekdays shoes
Got a gun and an eagles eye
But would like somewhere safe to hide
You've a reason and so have I, it's true
I'm gonna rescue you
So you can rescue me too
Make it a rendezvous
I got my best dress on
And you've a smile and a bruise
So come and rescue me
And me you
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TIM ANDERSON, WRITER UNKNOWN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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