Please - Fun And Games

Our new EP 'Flashlight' is OUT NOW ⛓️‍💥
https://idol-io.ffm.to/flashlight-2

Directed by Solal Brussel
Director of Photography - Ulysse Gilbert Castel

Assistant director: Laura Bougeard
Assistants camera: Tim Tyas, Hugo Roth
Production manager: Emma Barbieux
Sound Engineer: Orion Benetos
Location manager: Gabriel Bouresche
Stylist: Diane Serfati
Backup: Benjamin Palisson
Unit photographer: Pauline Palisson
Editor: Lila Chiche
Colorist: Zoé Candito

Starring:
Dylan Amsellem
Louis Bahda
Aristide Lacarrère
Solal Brussel
Stefano Baldon
Orion Benetos
Emma Lombardini

Special thanks to Sandrine and Stefano from 4S Ranch for letting us shoot in their amazing home, and for keeping us alive with their precious advice !
Go and greet them in Normandy:   / 4sranchbulls  

Music by Please.
Recorded by Bastien Lozier, and Please. Mixed by Clément Roussel. Mastered by Adrien Pallot.

Instagram:   / pleasetheband  
Facebook:   / weareplease  
Website: https://please.band


LYRICS:

Fun and games until she came
Nothing will ever be the same
Summer pain was not a thing back then
Can't you see you’re always running...

Building castles in the air
(Have your heard about the lies?)
No one really had to care
(Who would sing me lullabies?)
Summer pain was not a thing back then
Can't you see you're always running...

Fun and games
Playing a part of my memories
And I’m dazed
Tryna bring back old times
Sun and rain
You know the best of all remedies
It’s all in vain
I’ll roll with it till I die

You said the blurry nights were past
(Will we ever see the dawn ?)
Waiting on another blast
(Oh, You better run you better run you better run)
And when I fold my eyes a glimpse of light
Can you see you’re always running...

Fun and games
Playing a part of my memories
And I’m dazed
Tryna bring back old times
Sun and rain
You know the best of all remedies
It’s all in vain
I’ll roll with it till I die

And when it’s getting harder
Hang on to the memories of her
Just a game
(Always running)

Dancing on the pavement
We were cooler than a bathroom floor
Remember all the good times
Passing over all the warning horns
Must have been a reason
If I was used to knocking at your door
Former worries of mine
Aging like a fine wine
Living up to no good
We were freaking out the neighborhood
Singing on the sidewalk
It’s so hard to be a high school boy
Guess I’m only dreaming
But I’ve heard enough « let’s talk real »