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| TWO DAYS |
So we waited till got to 40 o
an drove to the place where the forest meets the cold sea
an it's easy to believe
that the very next stop is the great antarctic freeze.
she had an idea on how to get it straight
two an a bit away from the generous city
Oh she wanted to be around things that lived longer than
us three, we packed the car with cigarettes
jars of food her girl friend and me
mmmmm
but something went wrong in the cold that night
something came up from the sandy bank
an it wasn't something you could fight nothing you could
scratch or bight,
but the car was packed by sunrise
dulcie said she wasn't feeling right "shes real sick"
something too strange to believe
you can't change but you can leave |
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| I STOLE |
I stole your face
I stole your baby steps
sense of direction to the morning star
I stole your hook
understood the meaning
I stole your riff
the mode and the feeling
I stole a look
an her attention
she stole a cask, had a night in the park
I stole your trick
your one good party trick
then I stole four beers from the laundry dark
Cause I found I found a hole
Cause I found I found a hole
I stole your turn
an your birthday cake
an I grew up I borrowed your mix tapes
I stole your words
made them sound like mine
I stole your rhymes and your little cherps
I stole your keys
an your new friends
drove half the night in your shit box car
I stole your plants
quiet in the driveway
I stole your chance
smoked in five days
Cause I found I found a hole
Cause I found I found a hole |
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SHEELONG
She said her name was Rachel
sexy cause it wasd dark,
she said do you want to go out with me
an we started goingt out
she took to home on the south coast
took me to the town hotel
at night she ran around she'd try an raise hell
in the morning I'd come home by train
an i remember one strange night
we ended up in the cemetry
we stayed out late on the weekends
in rotting seaside pubs
an one night we met her old old flame
an he had too much to say
she had too much to say
an in the morning
when she came back
she appreared in waves
and i'd believe anything
i'd walk over graves
pick up the pieces
crying on trains |
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SEA AN THE DUNES
Picture my spinning wheels
my balding tyres
my rattle heart
oil and little fires.
Far from the fish hook smiles
with stepped on tales
my suburbs tears
mopped up in the aisles.
Drips of me are still there
hope you still find time to hang out there
behind the sea and the dunes
What im waiting for,
im always waiting for
on the sharp rocks
above the warm sure
Drips of me are still there
hope you still find time to hang out there
You could never lie there
You could never lie there
I hope I
I hope I
behind the sea and the dunes |
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DONT MARRY MARY
Mary Mary
Will you still be as pretty
Now that we are old enough
to live an hour from the city.
Oh there's a hollow, a sound of a cave
a missing kick drum from a red rib cage.
and in my head I go back an i go back
if you was always right how come nobody won
and now I hope you die rich and have lots of children
bearded little girls and a pony faced son.
an see how fast you become
something for everyone.
Oh I think I'll catch the late bus today
just enough time to show my face.
oh I hope the band plays bad today
hope you loose the ring and drop the cake.
Brother brother
couldn't you pick another
now that we are old enough
to live interstate from each other
why did you send me invitations
you could always fight an I could always run |
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