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Kill It Kid are a British punk blues/post-grunge/Americana band fronted by Chris Turpin (guitars & vocals). Members also include Stephanie Ward (Keys & vocals), Marc Jones (drums) and Dom Kozubik (bass guitar).
The band was widely recognised as one of the best new acts of 2009, with magazines such as NME and Clash rating their debut album 8/10 and 9/10 respectively; the album was nominated for XFM's New Music Award 2010.
Kill it Kid released their first two albums with London indie label, One Little Indian Records, whose roster includes Björk, Paul McCartney and Skunk Anansie. They signed a publishing deal with EMI Music in September 2011. In late 2012 the band signed a worldwide recording contract with legendary A&R man Seymour Stein, inking to his Warner Music imprint label Sire Records. Spring 2013 saw the band head to LA to begin work on their third studio Album 'You Owe Nothing', released August 2014 (Central Europe) & November 2014 (UK). On Friday 13 November 2015 the members of the band announced they were taking a break from Kill It Kid.
You owe nothing but to care
No sweet deliverance or bow of hair
So come on, treat me mean
You're sweet as the honey from the rock
You're pretty, you're brutal and you can't stop
So come on, treat me mean
Caroline Caroline, abuse and never treat me kind
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home
Caroline Caroline, tonight you'll learn to be all mine
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home
My blood will curdle but stir like cream
You're my undoing and my sweetest dream
So come on, treat me mean
My words will gutter like bowling balls
One word from you my world falls
So come on, treat me mean
Caroline Caroline, abuse and never treat me kind
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home
Caroline Caroline, tonight you'll learn to be all mine
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home
Now I'm flirting with the dark
Raising our glass to unsettled hearts
Well come on, treat me mean
Taste of wet sugar and a dry brain
Using your love to drive me insane
So come on, treat me mean
Caroline Caroline, abuse and never treat me kind
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home
Caroline Caroline, tonight you'll learn to be all mine
In your room you can wrap me up and kill me and roll me home