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Germaine Greer
03:38
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GERMAINE GREER
Still the outside lane is the coolest place to be
Your little Porche Paradise means sweet “F” all to me.
A forklift for a facelift to keep your love alive
The other side of 50 going on 5
There better be an afterlife
Coz it’s gunna take more than my lifetime to work you out
Lend me your Germaine Greer
The things you take for granted like a holiday
Like living it up in a caravan at the end of your days
You’ve mortgaged up my future. The pensions not for us.
You’re out on the motorway and I’m stuck on the fucking bus
There better be an afterlife
Coz it’s gunna take more than my lifetime to work you out
Lend me your Germaine Greer. You’re not the only ones hear
Why can’t we share
Let’s come together
I love a train wreck
Damned if the Baby Boomers don’t grow up
I’ve got no reason to fight
I’ve got no reason to be in the right
I’ve got every reason to stay up all night
Lend me you Germaine Greer Chorus repeat
There better be an afterlife.
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 2002
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Storm Damage
04:26
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STORM DAMAGE
Storm Damage
Some how we’ll make it through
Somehow we’ll manage
Where’d I leave that stick of glue?
Picking up all the broken pieces, How’d the hell they ever fit
Storm Damage, Don’t say you wanna quit.
Ah! When you hold me.
I can feel you break into
When you hold me
I can’t help but love you
Storm Damage
Just can’t go by the book
A shattered self image
No-one stops to take a look
The river’s up over the main road out All the trees a lying down
Storm Damage, No chance to leave this town
Chorus repeat
The pitiful sun through the dark clouds, Help is kinda on its way
Storm Damage. We’ll get through this Ok.
Chorus
Storm Damage
I can’t help but love you.
Storm damage
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 2002
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Welcome To The Good Life
03:42
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WELCOME TO THE GOOD LIFE
Woke up, another beautiful day
Fished a shoe from a sea of clothes
The milk is lonely in the fridge
Everything else looks like…
It is out of the Ark
Even my breakfast is passive aggressive
Even my breakfast is passive aggressive
Under the knife, well I’m over the moon
The heart is week but the brain is broken
Got an 8 Ball in the throat
Nothing much comes for free…
Like an old magic pudding
Ya cut it out, dig it out, keeps coming back
Cut it out, dig it out, keeps coming back
Welcome to the good good life
Oh Yeah! We’ve got the life
Welcome to the good good life
Woke up, another beautiful day
The sun was cold but the streets were cooler
People hiding in the shade
Desperately vain, That’s why…
We broke the art of conversation
I’d like to, I need to begin to forget you
I’d like to, I need to begin to forget you
Chorus Repeat
I got what was rightfully mine
A great fat slice and the biggest payoff
Cutting other peoples grass
I mainlined the App store
I dig around your recent past
I crawl around your recent past
I dig around. I crawl around. I trawl around
Chorus Repeat
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 2005
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4. |
Not The Marrying Kind
04:35
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NOT THE MARRYING KIND
They don’t know how much I love you
They don’t know how much I care for you
You tremble and shake
Those little earthquakes inside
I know why you hide
They don’t know how much I need you
They don’t know how much you’re there for me
You can’t lay your head
Coz when you do the bed starts to spin
The trouble we’re in
They don’t know how much I love you
You say you don’t mind
Baby I’m not the marrying kind
Coz we’ve got a love that binds
Baby I’m not the marrying kind
Baby I’m not the marrying kind
They don’t know how much I miss you
They don’t know how far I’ve been for you
I told you I’d return
I never thought you’d burn away those days
Like cigarettes and ashtrays
They don’t know how much I love you
Don’t build me up for something I’m not and then tear me down
You call my bluff. Say you’ve had enough. Then tear me down
You’re bailing out! Baby, when you pout, you tear me down
Chorus repeat
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 2002
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Kathy's Battleground
04:03
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KATHY’S BATTLEGROUND
Kids kickin round and running down the streets we’re living in
The boys light up and your best friend took me where I’d never been
We caught our breath the wind caught the leaves our lives fly apart again
So full of promises and romance . you saw the end when you begin
Sleeping on a battleground
The hell of Kathy’s battleground
She said
I can’t do it any more, mother. I can’t do it anymore
I can’t do it any more, mother. I can’t do it anymore. Anymore.
Cresting the waves and suddenly you‘re slipping underneath
Your brother’s ute back up the hill just a second out of reach
You left your clothes and boots in a pile so neatly upon the sand
You left your mothers love and reasons Coz you’re the one who understands?
Pre Chorus and Chorus repeat
Then the demons rise, take shape and form
Like a fathers frame holding back a storm
Like a winners story read by those that lost
About living without and inside out and loving whatever the cost
That lazy southern wind is just too lazy to go around.
It cuts right through you and takes you down
Down on Kathy’s Battle ground
The Hell of Kathy’s Battleground
Chorus
Lyrics by Elliott Weston © 2015
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Vladivostok Air
04:26
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VLADIVOSTOK AIR
Three Russian Bi-planes, rusting in a row
The Seattle rain, it’s too warm for snow
I’ve ended up here
You’re way over there
And I wanna fly again
Vladivostok Air
We crossed the great unknown to this land of the great divide
We’re all born equal but only on the inside
Now in my demise
A candle and a prayer
Coz I wanna fly again
Vladivostok Air
Coz I wanna fly again
Vladivostok Air
Fly again
With all faith in science we crossed seas alone
We break open mountains and draw sunlight from stone
But I am lost
Without your care
Coz I wanna fly again
Vladivostok Air
Coz I wanna fly again
Vladivostok Air
I wanna fly again
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7. |
The Railway Institute
03:56
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THE RAILWAY INSTITUTE (TOO FAR GONE)
Outside the Railway Institute a man sinks to the ground
Inside his head it’s screaming but his lips emit no sound
The lines on his face map the hurricanes that have crossed his path
And robbed him of his sanity and robbed him of his laugh.
Too far gone, Too far gone? Don’t get too far gone
Too far gone, Too far gone? Don’t get too far gone
She said don’t take your girlfriend and make her your wife
She’ll end like me in a nursing home at the sunset of her life
A crumpled rose in her pocket for a friend who wasn’t there
Sifting the grease of motherhood with her fingers through her hair
Chorus
Outside the Railway Institute she kneels to the ground
She hears her train leaving from the distant grinding sound
She holds his hand and lifts his head and wipes the blood from his lip
Mcwilliams Cream is tenderness as they take another sip
Chorus
Outside the Railway Institute Saint Peter’s Train is leaving town
Outside the Railway Institute you can’t keep the spirit, can’t keep the spirit down.
Another day on the railway. Another day on the railway
We‘ve lost our heart on the railway. Another day on the railway
Outside the Railway Institute.
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1995
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The Miner's Song
03:36
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THE MINERS
Should I send the miners down?
When the methane’s on the rise
It’s been critical for a month and the whole thing could explode.
Any day.
Should I send the miners down?
Should I close the miners down?
Put em all out on the dole
With the kids in the truck they’ll drive off to the city
And probably hit the skids
Should I close the miners down?
I know,
I know this world where I stand Hell is shaking
I’m damned if I do and out of a job if I don’t
Send the miners down
So I sent the miners down
Can’t stand in the way
When there’s money to made then people are just numbers
On a page
I sent the miners Down!
Chorus repeat
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 1996
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9. |
Torturous Goodbye
06:02
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TORTUROUS GOODBYE
This is a torturous goodbye
I think it’s fair to say that I’m not keeping my shit together
Do I care about love?
I get drunk and sleep in the garden
Do you care about love
when you picked up an ashtray and emptied it in my mouth?
This is a torturous goodbye
All my closest friends aint got a good word to say about you
Praying for a miracle
Jesus coming down
Praying for an accident
Like a bus crash would be nice
I can’t stand it if I end up hating the one I love
This is a torturous goodbye
What makes it worse for me is that I kinda understand where your coming from
Your minds made up.
Your plane ticket home
All I can think about is how to sabotage 747’s
Chorus
Why is your love like sunburn
Why do you strip the skin off my back
Oooh
Repeat first verse
Lyrics By Elliot Weston © 1999
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10. |
The Wedding Song
04:10
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The Wedding Song
She found a window open to the soul
And he had a hole in the heart in the right place
She said I’m scared; I’m looking through you now
He said all I see is tenderness and grace She said
You make me feel like I believe
You make me feel like I belong
You make me feel like I know love
You make me feel strong
Who would of thought we’d be singing this love song?
Who would have thought that it would take this long?
I always thought we’d be sing this love song for you
Coz you’ve found the one.
Here is my wish for the both of you
As you go out and stumble on
You may find that your dreams are realised
Well may you dream on and dream on and dream on
Pre Chorus Repeat
Chorus Repeat
Pre Chorus Repeat
Chorus Repeat
Lyrics By Elliott Weston ©2002
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Tank Stream
03:14
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THE TANK STREAM
Tony stacked it on over winter
Summer came he threatened to explode
He wouldn’t do that for nobody. Not for nobody
Cowboy Karl got done for breaking windows again
Tony said he’s ending up inside
Tony would know coz he’s got that kind of prison pride
Remember when we took it to the streets
Remember when we all had a dream
City road to the Tank Stream
Cathy flipped and bussed it back to Melbourne
Some say the powders ere to blame
Tony said he lost her nerve in the Sydney game
Barry starts his drinking at eleven
Four o’clock he turns the music up way loud
Tony starts losing his cool he hates that drunken fool
Remember when we took it to the streets
Remember when we all had a dream
Waiting on a cheque in the mail
Paid by Abby and Dean
City road to the Tank Stream
Well things are really kicking at the Sando
There’s a guy on the stage making crazy guitar noise
It’s bound to be, Said its bound to be one of them Hayes boys
Ah the Hayes boys.
Remember when we took it to the streets
Remember when we all had a dream
The ceiling rained on us in Foveaux
Cranking like a broken machine
Packing all the shit in the van
Paying for our gigs to be seen.
City road to the Tank Stream
The Tanks Stream
The Tanks Stream
Kicking down Sydney roads to the Tank Stream
Lyrics By Elliott Weston © 2004
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12. |
In The Road of The Cat
04:49
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IN THE ROAD OF THE CAT
Went walking with my father through the State forest
We sat by a waterfall and he said,
“Sorry Ell. I’m going now and leaving you with nothing but my dreams”
We’ve chained the wilderness, that smoke on the rise
Is the boys doing overtime
They hack it down, chop it up. Off to feed the hunger of the world
Chorus
This is all about where do our children play
When there’s nothing left where we sat
In the Road of the Cat
Look at those trees, stately and tall
Now just a memory
Paradise wasn’t lost paradise was cut down and sold
And bulldozed.
Chorus Repeat
This is all about where do our children play
When there’s nothing left where we sat
Could we care about where do our children play
When there’s nothing left where we sat
In the Road of the Cat
Went walking with my father through the State forest
We sat by a waterfall and he said,
“Sorry Ell. I’m going now and leaving you with nothing but my dreams”
Lyrics By Elliott Weston ©1996
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13. |
Bondi
04:36
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BONDI
I joined a line called loneliness and tried to forget your name.
Drunk a drink on happiness but it don’t taste the same
I’m walking back to Bondi
Cold and alone
Walking back to Bondi
Drunk and I’m stoned
The city’s going crazy and plans come undone
I’m walking back to Bondi, I’m going to greet the sun.
I’ve got your number, I’m gunna call you again
Coz skin against skin is a beautiful beautiful thing
We could fall together or we could fall apart
If I don’t deliver my bloody wounded heart.
I’m walking back to Bondi
We made love and cried
Walking back to Bondi
Way down inside
You could feel the sorrow in the steel of my touch
Walking back to Bondi Coz the pain was too much
I’ve got your number, I’m gunna call you again
Coz skin against skin is a beautiful beautiful thing
In five years our eyes meet and your face the white sheet
That we’d laid down and made love upon
But that’s all gone
Lyrics by Elliott Weston © 1995
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