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1. |
Busking on the Road
03:22
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They say, love is for young lovers
Well I was loved good once
Now the road’s my sister
And she packs a heavy punch
Let’s drink a toast to my old bus
She keeps me from the cold
For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
They say, home is where the heart is
Well mine’s out on the stage
I left the city long ago
To get my rhymes up off the page
Let’s drink a toast to the music junkies
They keep me fed and clothed
For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
For tonight, I’m smiling blissful on the road
Oh sleeping, there’s nothing to recommend it
Too much to do in this short life
Oh dreaming, I must commend it
Without a dream there is no life
Come with me on this magic ride
Well I’ve sung songs by Mr Denver
To Alice and beyond
He ain’t my cup of tea
But I get paid to sing his songs
Let’s drink a toast to JD,
While he’s jigging in his grave
For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
For tonight, I’m smiling blissful on the road
For tonight, I’m smiling busking on the road
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2. |
Winter Song
03:04
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Winter in my bones
Rooster tapping at the door
Curled up in the cradle with my little one
Tugging at my toes
C’mon let’s go
Winter in my bones
Warm my hands on the stove
Pegging up the washing from the ceiling
The living room a sea of clothes
Sandalwood kisses and somber mornings
Smokey chimneys paint the slate grey sky
Winter in my bones
Like a snake beneath the door
Slouching sunflowers on the porch
The days are long, I dream of open roads
Skeleton trees and mountains of leaves
Holes in my socks and the mildew on the sill
Winter in my soul
Can you hear my rattling bones
Can you hear my rattling bones
Can you hear my rattling bones
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3. |
No Points for Me
04:49
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Come fill your belly boys
You gotta be strong for this world of ours
Ma cuts the bread evenly
Me and Hamed fight for the biggest piece
And it’s one point for me, as I gobble greedily
Fighter planes in the sky, 12 of them flying high
Pa look at that, maybe one day I can fly that bird
Dad doesn’t say a word
And it’s two points for me, one dream plants its seed
Flares go up, light up the night
Warning bells and sparkling skies
Fighting for the window seat again
But it’s all about to go
And it’s one point for them, this dreams at its end
Bombs go off like fireworks
Fingers in ears, duck for cover mother says
But we can see with our own eyes
People silently dropping like flies
And it’s two points for themIt’s clear they are not our friendsWith bread and water in their sack
They head through the hills up a secret track
Shoving all the way until the shrapnel hits the tree
And then no-one made a sound except for HamedAnd he says, it’s 3 points for them
Of our home there’s nothing left
Through the trees there’s a man whispering
Selling tickets for a boat ride out of here
Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says
Red and grey, hearts of black
Guns of steel, blood and ash
Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says
Take the boys, take the boys, Dad says
Take the boys, Take the boys
Take the boys, Take the boys
The sea was rough, the waves hit hard
Knot in my gut, knife through my heart
Hamed my brother
My blood, crouched down, in my arms as I weep
And there’s no points for me
As my tears fill the sea
Our saviors came in their double speak
They became our captors, give us food at least
Our night guards prowl like enemies
They flog us even in our dreams
And there’s no points for me, no point for meNo points for me
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4. |
Neptune's Daughter
04:56
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Sixteen years old
On her way to the registry
To tie a knot and sign away
She knows his face from a photograph
Memorised every wrinkle
Rehearsed her opening lines
Papers signed, romance to come
She’s grieving for her homeland
Fishing town she left behind
She’s curled up on the bathroom floor
While he’s waiting in the car
Chewing on a cigarette
Chorus
Life is not fair, the sooner you know
The sooner you can harden up
And crack the whip round here
Life is not fair, Gotta learn to tread water
Throw a line , You’re Neptune’s Daughter
He takes her by the hand
To a poor mans castle
Where the smoke stack blocks the sun
While she’s turning down for the night
She’s thinking of her dad
Casting out the net at first light
Chorus
Plivaj Cherka, Plivaj Cherka
(Swim my daughter)
A house and three kids later
She’s picking up the slack
He’s had a heart attack
He’s barbequing spaghetti now
And he’s packing lunch boxes
While she goes off to work
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5. |
Steelworks Kids
01:40
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Daddy’s working double time
Skulling black coffeeAs he smokes his pipe
Iron-ore in his blood
Like a cigarette ripping up his heart
Chorus
We may roam far and wide
Travel cross the city dressed in style
We may roam far and wide
But we’ll always be the steelworks kids
Mama’s in the kitchen rolling dough
Three kids under fiveHanging off her clothes
Bread on the tableButter and jam
And soot from the stackSprinkled on our hands
Chorus
We may roam far and wide
Travel cross the city dressed in style
We may roam far and wide
But we’ll always be the steelworks kids
We may roam far and wide
Travel cross the city dressed in style
We may roam far and wide
But we’ll always be the steelworks kids
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6. |
Another Sunset
04:31
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The further I roam
The further I’m from home
The last leaves of autumn
Wave goodbye and I go on
Asylums to living rooms
And dusty old church halls
Singing for my supper
And a welcome curtain call
My lover has hung his hat
He’s sitting by the fire
He waits for my return
I wonder, will his waiting tire
A long way from no-where
I’m waiting between shows
Breaking bread with strangers
Sharing old camp kitchen jokes
Chorus
Most nights I sit and wonder ‘bout my babe
I look up at the stars, I feel so small
I wish our songs held us together babe
There’s no-one here to hold
when teardrops fall
Another dawn, another town
Another sunset coming down
A double shot of coffee
As I’m packing up the camp
Northward toward the sun girl
Forget about romance
And when I hit the bottom
Send a letter to my love
He tells me to go on
Says, the road is in my blood
Chorus
Most nights I sit and wonder ‘bout my babe
I look up at the stars, I feel so small
I wish our songs held us together babe
There’s no-one here to hold
when teardrops fall
Another dawn, another town
Another day of hanging round
Another show up off the ground
One more step toward homeward bound
Swear it just goes round and round
Another dawn another town
Another sunset coming down
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7. |
Two and One Make Three
03:32
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She’s probably making paper crowns
You’re the king and she’s the queen
She’s only three years old
But she can spin a tale like me
And I’m on the plane to somewhere
I’ll probably sing to no-one
It’s a curse that I’ve befriended
And I’m in it all or none
I’m going where the wine is flowing
And the party never ends
I see kids on every corner
And I remember who I am
Chorus
I miss you
Two and one make three
And that’s our family
She’s probably dreaming up a storm
While you’re playing your guitar
I’m about to jump on stage
A piece missing from my heart
These sweet melodies hardly pay the bills
I’m mostly tired and broke
I promise I won’t leave again
You know, that’s a running joke
Chorus
These hands of time, stop for no-one
While I waste mine
Picking this guitar
As she grows.
Music is my soul
Music’s all she’ll know
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8. |
Michelle
03:30
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Monday morning it’s like Pitt St here
They’re slamming doors and packing camp gear
Tryna scab a light for this goddam cigarette
Third hand shoes I can barely stand
With the worst damn cold that I ever had
Stretched out on the swag
Amen to the sun
At the top of my lungs I sing hallelujah
With my wretched hair and my sunburnt spirit
I can do what I want
Mean nothing to no-one
Chorus
I am Michelle, I am Hope
Michelle, I am Hope
They throw me a crust as if I’m a dog
Keep your scraps to yourself you miserable thug
Your first world kindness keeps your conscience clean
One man warming at a fire for ten
Stripping gum trees bare of their limbs
I feel their ache, as if they’re my ownChorus
Come warm my soul with a song
And we’re friends for the night
I hear a remnant of youth in my voice as I glide
As I fly, through the sky oooh
Mondays morning and I’m pleased you’re here
Thanks for the time, sorry for the tears
Where to today, who knows, who cares
Im 62, I feel older still
With a pack on my back and a firey will
The lines on my face are smiling still
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9. |
Lie Within the Truth
03:18
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You pray to Jesus like he’s your father
I pray to coffee like it’s my lover
You drink wine, the blood of Christ
I drink wine to get high as a kite
Fistful of rage and I’ve gone to hell
A mothers touch and I’m back again
You know one truth and you won’t sway
My truth travels between black and grey
You say I’m lost, that I need helpLost is where the artist dwells
You’d like to scrub my mind out with soap
While I dance around in the devils cloak
Chorus: There’s a lie within the truth you know
It goes round and round and round in little circles
Yeah, a lie in every truth you know
Goes up and down, around in little circles
Ah let it go
I’m drawn to edges and I like ropes
I like to cut myself for a joke
I take my pen and let the darkness speak
To the very part of me that’s weak
You offer tea and condolences
All I need is a lover and a bed
I drag the drapes with a sweeping close
And let the oxytocin overdose
Chorus
Well I’m open to talk philosophically
Objectively about the gypsy king
You show me books about the way, the light
I’ve got tales of seal woman and her child
Hey babe I’ve learnt how to suck it up
How to smile when I run out of luck
I keep my face towards the burning sun
My own shadow keeps me on the run
Chorus
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10. |
Fire in my Eyes
03:26
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Betty’s got her bow tie on
And I’m in the mood for a fight
We’re heading on down to the gong
And I’m feeling dangerous tonight
Chorus
Ooh I got fire in my eyes, ooh
Ooh red hot fire in my eyes, oohI’m burning out tonight
Now Betty’s fangs are fortified
She aims for the mullet on the right
And all these shots have got me dancing
Like I’m in a scene with Dick Van Dyke
Chorus
We stagger to the Harp Hotel
It’s karaoke Saturday singalong
We got slime balls singing outta tune
Sweet caroline in shorts and thongs
Good lord
They stopped serving Betty at the bar
The bouncer popped the clasp on Betty’s bra
So I ripped that rug right off his head
And flung it like a frisbee towards Mars
Chorus
Face flat on the pavement
We saw the golden arches from afar
Feral hair and bleary eyed
A big mac and a coffee, we played hard
Chorus
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11. |
Letter to the Moon
02:17
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Single mums in single file
Waiting in the welfare line
Snotty kid with wild dark eyes
Weary mother by her kid defined
Carried him beneath her heart
For nine long months a breath apart
Now they’re dreaming side by side
Lustful love songs, now lullabies
All the while the rage is building
While the dog is soundly sleeping
Vicious cycle of caffeine
Cannot stay awake, cannot sleep
She’ll write a letter to the moon
Come and get me soon
Letter to the moon
Kitchen fire gently roaring
Sunday bread for Monday morning
Blue grey winter almost gone
Soon for spring to sing her song
Meanwhile rich folk drinking wine
From their terrace they recline
They cannot see beyond their nose
A woman laden with her load
They cannot see the moon
Money is their muse
Cannot see the moon
She’ll write a letter to the moon
Come and get me soon
Letter to the moon
Single mums in single file
Waiting in the welfare line
Snotty kid with wild dark eyes
Weary mother by her kid defined
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12. |
Let it Hurt
03:26
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Just as we left the inner city
You had romance in your eyes
You asked if I would marry you
As you raced the traffic lights
I let the silence grow
It’s getting dark now, the romance gone
Call me an anarchist or what you will
I don’t believe in dotted lines
Old traditions made in black and white times
To make sure we stay behind
Hey babe, I know love
And it’s not the one that you speak of
Chorus
Oh This moment’s on fire
Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt
Oh come here in my arms
Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt
Let it hurt, Let it hurt, Let it hurt
Now you won’t talk
You won’t hold my hand
The ring sliding round the dash
What can I say but I live for you
These words are all I have
Ain’t it enough
This ring’s a noose around our love
Chorus
We can be lovers or we can be friends
Take me back an hour and we can start again
Come search my body with sorrowful eyes
If you lie with me babe
Love is all you’ll find
Now the darkness hasn’t left your eyes
As you turn the car around
You’re crashing through the stop signs
Your pain don’t make a sound
Hey babe, breakdown
Instead of building walls to cut me out
Chorus to end
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13. |
Fisher on the Sea
04:42
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The mist is on the water
As I climb into bed
Dreaming by the window
Leo lights his cigarette
And the dingo’s pray and prance Along the beach
I feel the universe in me
Now Leo, he’s my second skin
He’s both lion and a lamb
I know him like I know myself
Every crinkle on his hand
We dance around like we’re sixteen
But old is what the mirror says to me
Chorus
Like the fisher on the sea
We put a line out upon the breeze
Throw our hearts up to the sky
Watch them break and wonder why
The tide will take us home
Without the cover of the night
We bicker and we fight
Love can make two lovers
Unfaithful and unkind
I throw my vows out to the sea
The waves rise up And throws them back at me
Chorus
He lies content upon my breast
I brush his long grey hair
Once we were mad lovers
Now we read books in old armchairs
The salty air drifts through our home
It’s absolute, this journey ends alone
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