I feel stupid, I feel useless, I feel insane you said, “it’s only in your head i’m bleeding, you’re leaving, i feel strange we’re gonna tell everyone it’s ok you said, “it’s only in your head
I feel toothless, man you’re ruthless, oh…yeah
i go to Loving Hut, i get my hair cut, i feel the same
i feel putrid, i’m getting used to it, these days
they’re probably thinking
the same thing”
you been distant, you seem different than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, n everybody fades
we’re gonna tell everyone it’s ok
they’re probably thinking
the same thing”
do you have any siblings? i’m waiting here for you i’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too.. i’m waiting here for you
i got a brother, Blake, he’s four years older than me
(n i guess he always will be)
yeah he’s clever and he’s got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw but wait, now that they’re engaged soooooo
i hope they have kids so i can be a cool aunty
i’m waiting here for you
i’m waiting here for you
what’d you think of the ultimate ending?
i fast forward, get busy pretending that i’ve seen everything.
can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it.
i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..
i’m waiting here for you
do you have any siblings?
you got a sister yeh she’s a detective,
well i bet she’s got some good stories.
i gotta go but i hope we can keep in touch
i like very much being here with you
but you see, all this small talk is killin’ me
i’m waiting here for you
i’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too.. etc
Yknow what they say (I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna know) Empty bottle blues (I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna know) Just get this one done, then you can move along
No one’s born to hate
We learn it somewhere along the way.
Take your broken heart
Turn it into art
Can’t take it with you, can’t take it with you
Sleepin’ different rooms
Hardly a maverick
Lesser than average
Your vulnerability is stronger than it seems
Yknow it’s okay to have a bad day
Can’t take it with you, can’t take it with you
Yknow what they say, no one’s born to hate
Getting louder now, getting louder now
The city looks pretty when you been indoors Sometimes I get sad The city takes pity on your injured soul Sometimes I get mad I’ll be what you want oh when you want it
For 23 days I’ve ignored all your phone calls.
Everyone’s waiting when you get back home
They don’t know where you been, why you gone so long.
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came before
All in a daze bending backwards to reach your goal.
It’s not all that bad
One day, maybe never
I’ll come around
N heavenly prose ain’t enough good to fill that hole.
Everyone’s soaked in animosity
It’s vicious in winter, you never say what you mean.
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well.
Wakin’ up to another dismal day
You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.
It’s not half as bad
Pull yourself together
N just calm down
But I’ll never be what you need
And the city looks pretty from where I’m standing…
At the end of every season I’m spent up You don’t have to pretend you’re not scared
Keep thinking this will be the one.
Hesitation lingers till I’m unreasonable
As if you care, I know you got your own stuff going on
You must be having so much fun
Everything’s amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?
Can’t we talk about it once we’ve slept?
When can we, yeah can we, work it out?
Meditation just makes you more strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell you to let it go, let it go
You must be having so much fun
Everything’s amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?
Everyone else is just as terrified as you.
Medication just makes you more upset
I bet you got a lot to prove I know you’re still the same
You must be having so much fun
Everything’s amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?
I don’t know a lot about you but From me Open up your insides show us I need a little time out From me From you
You seem to know a lot about me so
I take a little time out, I take a little time out
I’m sorry that I lost my patience
You deserve better it’s true
I need a little time out
I need a little time out
And you
Your inner most lecherous
I’ll rip it out carefully
I promise you won’t feel a thing
Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some car crash
I need a little time out
And you
Shave your head to see how it feels
Emotionally it’s not that different
But to the hand it’s beautiful
(Yeah to the hand it’s beautiful)
You seem to have the weight of the world
Upon your bony shoulders well hold on
You need a little time out
You need a little time out
And me
Don’t you have anything better to do I wanna walk through the park in the dark I hold my keys I wanna walk through the park in the dark I hold my keys
I wish that someone would hug you
Must be lonely
Being angry
Feeling over-looked
You sit alone at home in the darkness
With all the pent-up rage that you harness
I’m real sorry
Bout whatever happened to you
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will kill them
Between my fingers
He said “I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out better words than you”
But you didn’t
Man you’re kidding yourself if you think
The world revolves around you
Yknow you got lots to give
N so many options
I’m real sorry
Bout whatever happened to you
Men are scared that women will laugh at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will kill them
Between my fingers
Go on tell me
You’re just kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless
I’m not your mother, I’m not your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your breath
Put up or shut up, it’s all the same
It’s all the same, never change, never change
I’m not your mother, I’m not your bitch
d-did I stutter, a little bit
sit down n shut up, it’s all the same
it’s all the same, never change, never change
I get most self-defensive
When I know I’m wrong
Think we all can agree
I try my best to be patient
But I can only put up with so much shit
I’m not your mother, I’m not your bitch
I hear you mutter, under your breath
Put up or shut up, it’s all the same
It’s all the same, never change, never change
Yeah they say whoever pays (Tell me how you really feel) Your opinion means a lot (Tell me how you really feel)
The piper calls the tune
Let’s avoid the truth
Make you all feel special
Your desperation stinks
I can smell it on your breath
A certain absolut anosmic
Got yourself to blame for this
I don’t know, I don’t know anything
I don’t owe, I don’t owe anything
I never feel as stupid
As when I’m around you
And indecision rots
Like a bag of last weeks meat
And I guess it’s hard to keep
Everybody happy
I don’t know, I don’t know anything
I don’t owe, I don’t owe anything
Jump the creek n watch the sunshine swim You got a lot on your plate You catch the moon so carefully You got a lot on your plate
You found inner peace in the inner north-east.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams up-stream
Lower Dantian screaming
Don’t let it go to waste
Humble but hungry
Need validation
Breath out, breath in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back n release
The sign on the shelf says
“Please help your self”
Won’t you tell me something new
You’re in tune with who surrounds you
Don’t let it go to waste
Humble but hungry
Need validation
You got a lot on your mind
You know that half the time
It’s only half as true
Don’t let it swallow you
Before we get started I’ll clean this up Say what you want Walkin’ on eggshells gets tiring Say what you want Say what you want
No use drinkin’ from a leakin’ cup
Yknow what I mean?
Not really it seems
N when we get going’ we’ll keep it sane
Change is as good as a holiday
I’m not claimin’ I’m some patron saint
Don’t got a lot
Oh but what I got
I’d give
It all away
Pullin’ teeth, white knucklin’
N I don’t wanna hurt your feelings
So I say nothing
Sorta self-rightous my heart of gold
Just sit back, do what you’re told
If you spot it you got it
Well maybe I got it too
(and it goes, and it goes, yeah it goes away…
say what you mean to say)
Don’t got a lot
Oh but what I got
I’d give
It all away
Don’t got a lot
Oh but what you got
You’d throw
It all away
Don’t come with your arms swinging Just bring yourself I spend a lotta my time I know it’s been a long week Ignore that voice I got a lot on my mind Keep on keepin’ on yknow you’re not alone
Throw them around me
Some kind of sweet relief
I hope you never leave
It’s all the same to me
You know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front row seat
It’s all the same to me
Doin’ a whole lotta nothing
I know you’re doin’ your best
I think you’re doin’ just fine
And now you’re takin’ your time
Some kindness goes around
Some kinda backfire
It’s all the same to me
It puts you down
You make your choice
I’m here for you
It’s all the same to me
But I dunno how to say it
I know you’re doin’ your best
I think you’re doin’ just fine
And I know all your stories but I’ll listen to them again
And if you move away yknow I’ll miss your face
It’s all the same to me yknow it’s all the same to me
All my clothes in milk crates, I don’t sleep for days. Every morning I feel more useless than before. Pull yourself together. You have a great abundance of axes there to grind. I know that I let you down. I’m not what you’re looking for. I love all of your ideas.
Wait until the letter’s red until my bills get paid.
Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when’s it gonna change?
Trying hard to see the point in anything at all.
Aw I’ve been trying, I’ve been trying really hard.
Pick myself apart.
Nothing lasts for never so be still my bleeding heart.
Aw I’ve been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new start.
Remember some people have real problems next time you whine.
Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.
Yeah I’ve been trying, I’ve been trying really hard.
Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when’s it gonna change.
You’re not keen on what you found.
When’s the funeral, do you want me to come?
My house has an open door.
You need a lock and a key.
You love the idea of me.
Lover I’ve got no idea.
Lover I’ve got no idea.
Lover I’ve got no idea.
I say dance, you say dance. We couldn’t be more contrary if we tried. I am dumb, you are smart. We couldn’t be more contrary if we tried.
I say France, you say France.
You’re from Adelaide, I’m from Hobart.
I say Hugh, you say Grant.
I say pot, you say plant.
You’re from Adelaide, I’m from Hobart.
Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely see eye to eye.
We are fifteen years apart.
You’re from Adelaide, I’m from Mars.
I say ooh, you say aah.
I am careful, you like scars.
I like pickles from the jar.
Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely see eye to eye.
I say You, you say Am I.
You like mornings, I like nights.
I’ll love you till the day I die.
You say Christopher, I say Walken.
You love, I love Christopher Walken!!!
I guess at least we have got one thing in common
Oliver Paul, twenty years old, Feeling sick at the sight of his computer Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, “Don’t jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof, He said, “I think you’re projecting, the way that you’re feeling, “Don’t jump little boy, don’t jump off that roof,
Thick head of hair worries he’s going bald.
Wakes up at a quarter past nine
Fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.
Breakfast on the run again
He’s well aware he’s dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.
He dodges his way through the Swanston commuters.
Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man
Sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand.
He screams “I’m not going to work today!
Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late.
Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans.”
He trips on a pothole that’s not been filled in.
He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9,
A lady walks in and waits by his side.
Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin.
Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton.
Vickers perfume on her breath,
A tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts.
She looks him up and down with a Botox frown
He’s well used to that look by now.
The elevator dings, and they awkwardly step in,
Their fingers touch on the rooftop button…
You’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your youth,
I’d give anything to have skin like you!”
I’m not suicidal just idling insignificantly.
I come up here, for perception and clarity,
I like to imagine I’m playing Sim City.
All the people look like ants from up here,
And the wind’s the only traffic you can hear”
He said, “All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator can you help me please?!” …
You’ve got your whole life ahead of you you’re still in your youth,
I’d give anything to have skin like you!”
I love you I hate you I’m on the fence it all depends Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. My internal monologue is saturated analogue, Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you. I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny. I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, Put me on a pedestal and I’ll only disappoint you.
Whether I’m up I’m down I’m on the mend transcending all reality.
I like you despise you admire you
What are we gonna do when everything all falls through?
I must confess I’ve made a mess of what should be a small success
But I digress at least I’ve tried my very best I guess.
This that the other why even bother,
It won’t be with me on my death bed, but I’ll still be in your head.
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.
It’s scratched and drifting, I’ve become attached to the idea
It’s all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy,
I’ve got no idea how I even got here
I’m resentful I’m having an existential time crisis,
What bliss, daylight savings won’t fix this mess.
Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest,
The rats are back inside my head what would Freud have said?
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
I dislike this internal diatribe when I try to catch your eye
I hate seeing you crying in the kitchen
I don’t know why it affects me like this when you’re not even mine to consider.
Erroneous.
Harmonious.
I’m hardly sanctimonious.
Dirty clothes, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.
I’m a fake, I’m a phoney, I’m awake, I’m alone, I’m homely, I’m a Scorpio.
Tell me I’m exceptional I promise to exploit you.
Give me all your money and I’ll make some origami, honey.
I think you’re a joke but I don’t find you very funny.
I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, I’m thinking of you too. I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling. Wondering what you’re doing, what you’re listening to, Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, I’m thinking of you too.
Counting all the cracks backwards in my best French.
Reminds me of a book I skim read in a surgery,
All about palmistry I wonder what’s in store for me.
I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms
And the cracks are representative of what is going on.
I lose a breath, my love line seems entwined with death (could be a spider web)…
It’s a kind of off-white, maybe it’s a cream.
There’s oily residue seeping from the kitchen,
It’s art-deco-necromantic-chic all the dinner plates are kitsch with
Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks,
I think I’m hungry…I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you.
Which quarter of the moon you’re viewing from the bedroom.
Swimming at the pool…I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you too.
I’m thinking of you.
I stare at the lawn it’s Wednesday morning, In a way it’s a shame you get away I don’t know quite who I am oh but man I am trying. Oh the calamity I wanna go to sleep for an eternity… I don’t know quite who I am oh but man I am trying. I don’t know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.
It needs a cut but I’ll leave it growing.
All different sizes and all shades of green,
Slashing it down just seems kinda mean.
Thinking it’s just a game.
Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use?
At the end of the day it’s a pain that I keep seeing your name
But I’m sure it’s a bore being you.
I make mistakes until I get it right.
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye,
I don’t agree with that why can’t we just talk nice?
Who am I to deny myself a pawn?
Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…
But I’m sure it’s a bore being you.
I make mistakes until I get it right.
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye,
I used to hate myself but now I think I’m alright.
I make mistakes until I get it right.
An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye,
I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire.
You said we should look out further, I guess it wouldn’t hurt us. We drive to a house in Preston, It’s got a lovely garden, Then I see the handrails in the shower,
We don’t have to be around all these coffee shops.
Now we’ve got that percolator, never made a latte greater.
I’m saving twenty-three dollars a week.
We see police arresting a man with his hand in a bag.
How’s that for first impressions? This place seems depressing.
It’s a “Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac”.
A garage for two cars to park in (“or a lot of room for storage if you’ve just got one”).
And it’s going pretty cheap you say?
“Well it’s a deceased estate….aren’t the pressed metal ceilings great?”
A collection of those canisters for coffee, tea and flour
And a photo of a young man in a van in Vietnam.
And I can’t think of floorboards anymore,
Whether the front room faces south or north,
And I wonder what she bought it for.
(If you’ve got a spare half a million, you should knock it down and start rebuilding)
I saw you in the lane next to me.
You were doing free-style.
Then you switched it around to a little bit of backstroke.
I couldn’t see underneath
Your swimming cap but it appeared that you had
Dark coloured hair; maybe it was blonde for all I know.
I had goggles on.
They were getting foggy.
I much prefer swimming to jogging.
I tried my very best to impress you
Held my breath longer than I normally do.
I was getting dizzy.
My hair was wet n frizzy
Felt my muscles burn,
I took a tumble-turn for the worse (it’s a curse my lack of athleticism).
Sunk like a stone.
Like a first owners home loan.
When I came to, you and your towel were gone.
Jen insists that we buy organic vegetables
and I must admit that I was a little skeptical at first;
a little pesticide can’t hurt?
Never having too much money I get the cheap stuff at the supermarket,
but they’re all pumped up with shit,
a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.
If you can’t see me I can’t see you.
Heading down the Highway Hume
somewhere at the end of June.
Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders
A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.
Sometimes I think a single sneeze could be the end of us,
my hay-fever is turning up, just swerved into a passing truck.
Big business overtaking, without indicating;
he passes on the right,
been driving through the night to bring us the best price.
If you can’t see me I can’t see you.
More people die on the road than they do in the ocean,
maybe we should mull over culling cars instead of sharks
(or just lock them up in parks where we can go and view them).
There’s a bypass over Holbrook now,
paid for with burgers no doubt, I’ve lost count of all the cows.
There’ll be no salad sandwiches.
The law of averages says we’ll stop in the next town
where petrol price is down (what do I know anyhow?)
If you can’t see me I can’t see you.
You always get what you want I wanna go out but I wanna stay home. Why you so eager to please? I wear my heart on my sleeve. I wanna go out but I wanna stay home.
and you don’t even try.
Your friends hate it when it’s always going your way,
but I’m glad that you’ve that got luck on your side.
You’re saying definitely maybe.
I’m saying probably no.
You say you’ll sleep when you’re dead,
I’m scared i’ll die in my sleep,
I guess that’s not a bad way to go.
Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver,
It takes a great deal out of me.
Yes I like hearing your stories,
but I’ve heard them all before.
I’d rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head,
than have to pick my brain up off of the floor.
Tell me when you’re getting bored and I’ll leave. I don’t ask too much of you, it’s true, and I can’t read your mind. Don’t stop listening I’m not finished yet. I won’t ask too much of you, Don’t stop listening I’m not finished yet,
I’m not the one who put the chain around your feet.
I’m sorry for all of my insecurities, but it’s just part of me.
Envy is thin because it bites but never eats.
That’s what a nice old Spanish lady once told me.
Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and just be happy.
I’m not fishing for your compliments.
I’m growing older every time I blink my eyes.
Boring, neurotic everything that I despise.
We had some lows we had some mids we had some highs.
Sell me all your golden rules and I’ll see
if that’s the kind of person that I want to be.
If I’m not happy I’ll be glad I kept receipts.
I used to wonder what to wear.
I’m not fishing for your compliments.
Watermarks on the ceiling. I was driving down sun set strip (Phillip Island, not Los Angeles) Don’t ask me what I really mean, Satellites on the ceiling,
I can see Jesus and he’s frowning at me.
I see a dead seal on the beach.
The old man says he’s “already saved it three times this week.
Guess it just wants to die?
I would wanna die too (he said)
“With people putting oil into my air but to be fair
I’ve done my share guess everybody’s got their different point of view.”
Got me some hot chips and a cool drink,
took a sandy seat on the shore.
There’s a paper on the ground,
it makes my headache quite profound as I read it out aloud (It said)
“The Great Barrier Reef it ain’t so great anymore,
It’s been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat it like a whore.”
Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking,
that I’m thankful for this view.
Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking,
that I’m thankful for this view
We either think that we’re invincible or that we are invisible
but realistically we’re somewhere in between.
We all think that we are nobody but everybody is somebody else’s somebody.
I am just a reflection of what you really wanna see
so take what you want from me.
So take what you want from me.
So take what you want from me.
So take what you want from me.
So take what you want from me.
I can Jesus and she’s smiling at me.
All I wanna say is…
How was your day?
Mine was OK.
Worked my fingers down to the bone.
How about you, what did you do?
Spent my whole night dreaming of you.
Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.
Why don’t you feel for me anymore?
I’m feeling fine, except the times I’m not.
Why you so calm? I wanna shout.
I wanna rip my goddamn throat out.
Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.
Why don’t you feel for me anymore?
We’re just like two icebergs in climate change: drifting away.
Why do you feel for me anyway?
I’m down to three packs a day Boil it up, water in the saucepan. That MSG tastes good to me, I’m down to three packs a day, Boil it up, water in the saucepan. It’s no good
of Mi Goreng I can’t explain it.
Can’t wait for you to go away
cos i just crave that meagre taste yeah.
In a cup, drink it from a silver spoon.
i disagree with all your warnings.
And it can’t be true that they use glue
to keep the noodles stuck together.
Two minutes seems like a life-time.
Burn my tongue, patience is a virtue.
I sneak away to find a kettle.
I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans,
I’m sick of lentils.
In a cup, drink it from a silver spoon.
it’s no good,
you say it’s no good for you.
I was busy underwater I am normally pretty forgiving but only if you are. She’s so easy. I noticed you stopped talking to me, She’s so easy. Climb aboard the wagon when it comes on through.
seeing how long I could hold my breath.
A drowning flower caught my eye and
I had to come on up for air.
Just because you’re older than me,
doesn’t mean you have to be so condescending.
I still see the same things that you see,
I’m a little shady on my history.
now you’re talking to me all the time.
Do you know you’re no good at listening?
But you’re really good at saying everything on your mind.
It must be tiring trying so hard,
to look like you’re not really trying at all.
I guess if you’re afraid of aiming too high,
then you’re not really gonna have too far to fall.
I am normally pretty forgiving but only if you are.
Jump up on your horse and tell me how’s the view.
Look over my shoulder when I talk to you.
Where’s the more important person in the room?
Tell me what you’re thinking, what you’re thinking about. You have made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it. I take pieces of myself from everyone around me. I may not be 100% happy but at least I’m not with you.
Tell me when you’re finished, maybe I’ll come around.
Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground,
I don’t have to tell you what I’m thinking about.
Better off dead than the hell that will become of it.
You have hurt my head but I’m not denying that
I did not bring it on myself.
I’m not individual enough for you.
I replicate the people I admire but at least I’m not bitter and sad.
I sleep in late another day I’m having trouble breathing in. My hands are shaky, my knees are weak,
oh what a wonder oh what a waste.
It’s a monday, it’s so mundane,
what exciting things will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish it’s a mess
and I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab.
We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back,
it’s 40 degrees and i feel like i’m dying.
Life’s getting hard in here so i do some gardening.
Anything to take my mind away from where it’s sposed to be.
The nice lady next door talks of green beds
and all the nice things that she wants to plant in them.
I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps.
Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.
I feel pro-active, i pull out weeds,
all of a sudden
I can’t seem to stand on my own two feet.
I’m breathing but i’m wheezing, feel like i’m emphysem-in’.
My throat feels like a funnel filled with weet bix
and kerosene and oh no, next thing i know they call up triple o.
I’d rather die than owe the hospital till I get old.
I get adrenalin straight to the heart,
I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosin’ kick start.
Reminds me of the time when i was really sick and
I had too much psuedoefedryn and i couldn’t sleep at night.
Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent,
he’s probably wondering what i’m doing getting in an ambulance.
The paramedic thinks i’m clever cos i play guitar.
I think she’s clever cos she stops people dying.
Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic,
should’ve stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.
I take a hit from an asthma puffer.
I do it wrong.
I was never good at smoking bongs.
I’m not that good at breathing in.
I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets In my brain I re-arrange I found an Ezra Pound and made a bet In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name. You said “we only live once” so we touched a little tongue, In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name. We caught the river boat downstream We drank green margaritas, danced with sweet senoritas, In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name.
but luckily i left the heater on.
And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i’ve ever written…
can’t remember how it goes.
I stayed drunk and fell awake and i was cycling on a plane
and far away i heard you say you liked me.
We drifted to a party – cool.
The people went to arty school.
They made their paints by mixing acid wash and lemonade.
the letters on the page to spell your name.
that if i found a cigarette i’d drop it all and marry you.
Just then a song comes on: “you can’t always get what you want”
the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony!
The stones became the moss and once all inhibitions lost,
the hipsters made a mission to the farm.
We drove by tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair,
we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.
and instantly i wanted to…I lost my train of thought
and jumped aboard the Epping
as the doors were slowly closing on the world.
I touched on and off and rubbed my arm
up against yours and still the inspector inspected me.
The lady in the roof was living proof
that nothing really ever is exactly as it seems.
and ended up beside a team of angry footballers.
I fed the ducks some krill then we were sucked against
our will into the welcome doors of the casino.
and we all went home as winners of a kind.
You said “i guarantee we’ll have more fun,
drink till the moon becomes the sun,
and in the taxi home i’ll sing you a Triffids song!”
If you see me when I’m feeling down, Don’t want you around… Hard to pretend…Come on Davey, let’s go plant a tree. You bring the spade, I’ll bring the seeds. I’ll bring the seeds…
I don’t know if I want you around.
I don’t really like any of your friends,
but it’s not that hard for me to pretend.
Let’s start an anonymous club, Let’s start an anonymous club, Thank you for cooking for me,
we can sit close in the dark.
Come round to mine,
we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.
Turn your phone off friend,
you’re amongst friends and we don’t need no interruptions.
Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.
I’ll make us name badges with question marks.
Come round to mine,
we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.
Turn your phone off friend,
you’re amongst friends and we don’t need no interruptions.
Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.
I had a really nice evening, just you and me.
I masturbated to the songs you wrote. Doesn’t mean I like you man. I under-estimated your intelligence.
Resuscitated all of my hopes.
It felt wrong but it didn’t take too long.
Much appreciated are your songs.
It just helps me get to sleep.
And it’s cheaper than Temazepam.
A little bit of weed mixed with some sentiment.
Over-rated films marked ‘XXX’
Come on play it with some tenderness.
Are you working hard my darling, I don’t want no 9 to 5, Have you got some money saved up for those rainy days? My friends play in bands, they are better than everything on radio. No my TV, it stopped working when we got here (it’s been four years). I don’t know what I was thinking, I should get a job. Should get married, have some babies,
we’re so worried, always thinking of you
and we just want you to be so happy,
keep on going.
telling me that I’m alive and ‘Man,
you’re doing well!’
You should start some sort of trust fund just incase you fail.
Did you see that special on TV the other eve?
Are you eating? You sound so thin.
I don’t know what I was drinking, I should get a dog.
watch the evening news.
In my wallet is a photo of you. I got lost somewhere between here and there, In my pocket is a bottle of blue. I got lost somewhere between here and there,
The day we split I ripped it in two.
Stuck it back together with glue.
Tear my posters down from the wall.
Don’t wanna worship no dead heroes.
Everything I owned I sold.
I’m not sure what the town was called.
Drink it when I’m feeling misconstrued.
Don’t like the taste but I like the overview.
I made a lot of money in my days.
Spent it all on the current craze.
I don’t see no need to save.
I’m not sure what the town was called
I walk slowly to the store, Last week I turned twenty four, I still get the mail for you I leave it at the door. You’re good cos you’re never boring,
you don’t live here anymore.
You used to live round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol).
you don’t call me anymore.
We used to speak every morning (I was sleeping on the floor).
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego by the fourth.
Monday morning laundry or coffee on the garden wall.
you should probably call me more.
I found you at the store, I’ll listen a thousand times, you can repeat yourself. If it helps clear your mind, it’s just another night. Call me when you are done, I’ll count my tickets up. No need to feel so low, you’re just as low as you could go.
pretty as porcelain.
You are worth so much more,
than what you’re going for.
Don’t let them handle you,
you better start praying.
That ain’t no way to be
I got a colour TV.
I sing high, you sing low. I swing by, and you’re not home. Oh, oh, O-detta won’t you come home. I sing plain, you sing pretty. Everything you say sounds easy. Oh, oh, O-detta won’t you come home.