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Business Shirt
01:10
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I feel like a dick in this business shirt
In this business suit, I go to work
I catch the bus / I catch the train
I can’t complain
I feel like a dick in this business chair
This security tag that I have to wear
Another hour / another day
What can I say?
I feel like a dick with this businessman
With whom after work I catch the tram
He tells me his performance is GREAT
I have to wait
So patiently just to disembark
An hour from home and the sky is dark
Some kinda sunset but I ain’t done yet
I just pause
Oh what I do just for a few bob
I hate my job
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Monselice
01:37
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Close the boomgates at Monselice
The fast train’s coming through!
And lock the doors to the station platform too!
Keep your engines running
But keep your car abreast!
Can’t you hear another one comin’ from the west?
Some folks going Venice-bound
Some folks are going to Rome
I can never tell who’s leaving from who is coming home
So strike the hammer on the old brass bell
And flash the bright red lights
I’ll be sleeping in this sleepy town tonight
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All Roads Lead To You
04:40
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Sing about being free
Sing about being lonely
Sing for all the times when I had
these songs only
I think about kissing you
When I’m overtired and sluggish
I think about easy mornings with no
checkout time or lugguage
I love you ‘cause you’re true
I love you ‘cause you’re worth it
I love you ‘cause you give to me a
sense of purpose
So why would I wanna be anywhere
but a place where I belong?
I can choose amusement when I must
fill the absense of a higher truth…
But all roads lead to you
Another cheap hotel
I believe I’m seeing double
I got lost, my path was blocked by
ancient rubble
How are things back home?
How’s that summer weather?
Questions that I ask you when we’re
not together
Ain’t gonna go to the City of Love
It’d only make me jealous
I’m just counting down the hours as the
belltower bellows
Why would I wanna be anywhere
but a place where I belong?
My heart and soul are shaking as I
scribble down this song and hum the Miss You Blues
And all roads lead to you
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Waiting for the money to drop
Waiting ‘til I can afford
A needle and a thread for my raggy rags
And a broom for the dirty floor
Oh I’m a hard-workin’ feller but I just won’t wait
I gotta put bread and butter on my empty plate
Waiting for the money to drop
Walkin’ around like a ghost
I owe a whole lotta people but I guess it depends
Who really needs it the most
Oh it’s a backlogged book of expensive luxury
That makes me happy but it don’t mean that much to me
Lady at the counter says I’m into the red!
“Well honey I don’t care because I gotta be fed”
The man around the corner says he’s feelin’ blue!
“Well that’s the only thing I got in common with you”
We are waiting for the money to drop
Pickin’ up coins off the ground
Seventeen cents to my shameful name
Is all I can say that I’ve found
Tell ya, one day a little fortune come my way
I’m gonna break and run, gonna drive for days
Waiting for the money to drop…
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New Love
03:30
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New love, everybody wants a new love
No matter how much love they got
New love! Why are you lookin’ for a new love?
You already got a true love, like it or not
She met my eyes, saw straight to my heart
And that’s the way my new love did start
She spoke my name like no-one before
Her hand outstretched, how could I ignore?
I tried to speak, I let out a gasp
Beheld the girl, and thought of the last
And that’s the way my new love did end
As all of them tend
‘Cause when she walks through that door
I feel my heart hit the floor
O lord! I’ve been here before
New love, everybody wants a new love
No matter how much love they already got
New love! Why are you lookin’ for a new love?
You already got a true love, like it or not
I’ve seen that gal with many a guy
I clearly see the look in her eye
She holds his hand but gestures to me
Then walks on by, continues to seek
Another home, a new place to fall
But that ain’t a home of windows and walls
It’s just a veil, and I see straight through
You can see through too
The way she walks through that door
You hear her heart hit the flood
O lord! She’s been here before
New love, everybody wants a new love
No matter how much love they already got
New love! Why are you lookin’ for a new love?
You already got a true love, like it or not
You already got a true love, like it or not
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Bored Outta My Brains
03:20
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I wasn’t looking for a place to drink
In fact, I was looking for a corner to sit n think in
I wasn’t looking for a hand to hold
All this time we’ve been growing, growing out of the mould
Which I think is why we don’t speak of the strange, strange past
I wasn’t looking for your sympathy
Not that you’ve come to expect that from me anyway…
The thing I’ve come in search of is hard to describe
I’ve been bored out of my brains, bored out of my brains
A prevention will do, it will have to do
Bored out of my brains, bored out of my brains
Baby put your blue jeans on, put your blue jeans on
And we’ll go walk around the block
Talk it off…
I wasn’t looking for an easy way out
Nor for a place to lose my mind on love and twist n shout
Wind up counting coins in the back of a taxi cab
Now you come looking for my company
And baby well I’m not sure what that’s meant to mean to me after all this time
I ain’t scared to be there for you, but to fall back in love
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Things Could Be Worse
03:47
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I am a down-to-Earth guy
Up to the sky, I look for a sign
I’m always lost in the stars
Searching for clouds when I’m out too far
I’ll uncover the scars when I wake
(Brush my teeth for your sake)
Commence a different life
Don’t want to be a down-to-Earth guy
I watch industrial towns
Burn to the ground, and send the rain down
These drops will never fall straight
But what do I care if it is too late?
Everybody standin’ around
“See that sight?” / “What’s that sound?”
Sky falls down to the Earth
Just as they say, “Things could be worse”
Lots of trouble for little reward
Can’t help that you can’t help but look bored
Indeed a time will come for me too
But I believe there’s good I can do
I’m sweatin’ blood! Everyone rise!
Board up your windows and look to the sky!
I think I might’ve fallen from grace
Save me some room, clear me some space
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Meaningless Sex
03:00
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You were gonna call around my place tonight
Maybe for some dinner or a film
But it was clear that you’d wind up in my bed
Implicit but it was never said
About a half an hour ago you changed your mind
“Baby, maybe someday when the weather is fine”
You said, “it’s warm inside and I got the coldest feet
And I get so fuckin’ nervous when I’m under the sheets
‘Cause meaningless sex ain’t good for me
That’s not what my mama raised me to be”
Well it’s a shame that I mean nothing to you
And that you’re meaningless to me
We were in the mountains in your mother’s car
Situated underneath the brightest star
Full moon was out and I could hear the dogs
Bitchin’ in the valley through the settling fog
All a-sudden you turn the ignition on
Sixty seconds flat and we had been and gone
You said, “full moon, baby, you know what that means”
I said, “save your superstitions while I burst at the seams”
‘Cause meaningless sex ain’t good for you
That’s not what your mama taught you to do
Well it’s a shame that I mean nothing to you
And that you’re meaningless to me
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9. |
Here Comes The Bride
04:13
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Here comes the bride with a bucket of chicken
Can you feel something kickin’?
Spilling cigarette ash over the sofa cushion
Can you feel it pushin’?
One day in the future we’ll be exactly
Where we are today
Here comes the bride, think of something profound to say!
Here comes the bride, quit acting the cynic
In the maternity clinic
Give her a break, did you not hear her confessing
Lately she’s been stressing
She’s made up her bed, but she don’t sleep at night
It don’t feel like a fairytale
Here comes the bride, did she forget to remove the veil?
Here comes the bride, with imaginary voices
Criticising her choices
She’d shoo them away but they’re just so relentless
And she’s just so defenseless
Candles burn when the power’s out
And she curses from her room
Here comes the bride, has anyone seen the groom?!
Here comes the bride, she don’t feel like an actress
On the floor on a mattress
And moppin’ up vomit off the kitchen tiles
Is only fun for a while
In similar fashion, the passion will fade
When whim gives way to woe
Here comes the bride, and there she goes!
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In an open well
I found my love
And we cursed ourselves
Because we were too young
And down the dark backstreets
You held my hand
And I would drop you home
And feel so sad
We made the suburbs sparkle
We made the suburbs shine
When I was yours
And you were mine
And we would take the train
To unfamiliar towns
If you don’t get lost
You won’t get found
And I would shake with fear
On the last train home
‘Cause dad wouldn’t pick up
The telephone
Well we had no concept
Of place or time
When I was yours
And you were mine
You were all I needed
In two straight lines
When I was yours
And you were mine
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I had to go to the doctor again
To get another stitch in my left eyebrow
I thought the pain would be in the fall
That doesn’t matter anyhow
I had to wait in the waiting room
Where all the coughs and slings and sighs
Under the sober clinic lights
Live a life of waiting in line
Well I was wheeled across the hall
Two sliding doors opened and then
I had to limp the rest of the way
But the nurse didn’t mention when
I had to go to the doctor again
I had to go to the doctor again
Guess I got beat up pretty bad
They healed my arms, my face, my legs
But they couldn’t erase the scabs
Of a life growing up in a cotton bud
Playin’ touch footy in a Catholic school
The patron saints of risk and fear
Always debating over the rules
I tried to keep the straightest face
But the stitches had it bent
He said a lot of scary things
But he didn’t mention when
I had to go to the doctor again
I had to go to the doctor again
All the stress too much to take
Who ever thought that a life of silence
Could ever be so prone to break?
I tried so hard to bite my tongue
I had to call up a friend of mine
He said that he would come around
But only ‘cause I had a cast to sign
I felt my fever risin’ high
I had to reach to catch my breath
You’ll never drag me from this chair
Lest in the case of life or death
When there are still two options left
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Don’t lay a hand on that woman
Don’t touch a hair on her head
Consider this as a warning
Listen to what I said
Stop calling her up on the weeknights
Stop dropping by at her home
Go find yourself a good woman of your own
I know that she’s a good-looker
And she can be quite a stir
And I know you’re lookin’ for a sweetheart
But you ain’t gonna get it in her
You got yourself a bad habit
As far as your past would show
Go find yourself a good woman of your own
Stop following us to the cinema
Why won’t you leave us alone?
Go find yourself a good woman of your own
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Luke Brennan Melbourne, Australia
New album "Take Wing" out now - impressions of disappearance and clarity, reflections on loneliness and comfort.
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