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Things Have Got to Change (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity LP - Track 1)
(Cochran/Crowe)
I know I've got to get out
Gotta run away
Can't afford the maintenance baby
Things have got to change
Things have got to change
Things have got to change
Pointless conversation
Changing nothing
Just wasting time
How did I get here
When do I get to go
Who gave you the notion
You could assume the things I know
The things I know
Oh yeah there's some things I know
Pointless conversation
Changing nothing
Just wasting time
High stress situations baby
Never been a friend of mine
Truth comes in silence
Everybody knows
From blistered self confidence
Only prejudice grows
Only prejudice grows
Watch how it grows
Pointless conversation
Changing nothing
Just wasting time
I know I've got to get out
Gotta run away
Can't afford the maintenance baby
Things have got to change
Things have got to change
Things have got to change
Pointless conversation
Changing nothing
Just wasting time
Home on the highway baby
This is goodbye's smile
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Memorial Day (2001 Bastard Life of Clarity LP - Track 2)
Dedicated to Stanley J Wemyss MBE
(Crowe/Cochran)
Look at the green grass
All the white stone masts
Your ship ain't going nowhere baby
You can't sail away from this
Memorial day
Come every April
I hear the shadows call
By the time May comes around
I know that history only exists
Because of war
Memorial day
I understand the need to
Respect the dead
Learn from them
I understand there's more to this
More to this than counting baby
More to this than counting
I wear my grand dad's medals
The ones he wouldn't wear
They represented destruction to him
They feel like freedom
When you look at them from here
Memorial day
Memorial day
Memorial day
Yesterday was significant
If yesterday you were alive
The things that were important
When you woke up yesterday
Just remember who you were,
Adjust for flight
Memorial day
Memorial day
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Hold you (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 3)
(Crowe)
This time is no different
I control my urge to feed
Stalking your scent
Through the kitchen
This type of social gathering
Leaves openings for speech
And I would talk to you
But I'm twisting
If you knew what I was thinking
You'd probably drown me
In what you were drinking
I'd swim for sure
To hold you
To hold you
Tiny little shivers
From across a crowded room
Every time I see you
You haunt me
I know that it's possible
I have dreamt that it came true
That you left him
And you want me
Which mode are you in
Is this the poor little girl
My princess
My queen
I'll take them all
And hold you
Hold you
If you knew what I was thinking
You'd probably drown me
In what you were drinking
I'd swim for sure
To hold you
To hold you
To hold you
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Sail Those Same Oceans (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 4)
(Crowe/Cochran/Adam)
This song is for Jack Thompson
Sailor's coming home again
From over the ocean
He's been away so long
He's forgotten his name
Left it in a heart somewhere
No one to remind him
Sold it to a stranger
She took it away
There comes a time
When you understand
Falling in love
Is part of the plan
And you can stay awake tonight
Thinking up a dozen names
I can only sleep in your arms
So when I stay awake
I'll sail those same oceans again
So when I tilt my hat
To the breeze of the evening
Succumb to the flowers
Who say they'll marry me
Then my lover walk away
Hang us like a painting
So there's no more changes
No more
Tales of the sea
You got to get out
I understand
Losing yourself
Wasn't part of the plan
And you can stay awake tonight
Thinking up a dozen names
I can only sleep in your arms
So when I stay awake
I'll sail those same oceans again
Sailor's coming home again
From over the ocean
He's been away so long
He's forgotten his name
Left it in a bar somewhere
One drunken evening
If you talk to strangers baby
You might not come home
There comes a time
When you understand
Falling apart
Isn't part of the plan
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The Legend of Barry Kable (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 5)
(Also on the 1999 Insider her Eyes Single B-side, 1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album Track 5)
~Cochran & Crowe~
It was Barry's dad that committed the deed
That mapped out the life young Barry would lead
Eagle on his chest, he'd roar at the wilderness
'till the stars came out in his own head
Now he waits at the post office for delivery
Walks down to the Talbot just in time for tea
At least at the hostel, they won't steal your steaks
My name is Barry and I brought my own plate
Well he'd ride with me, spit on me, take me on in Crown street
He crossed that road like a river
Painter and Docker, piss-head boxer
But a Rose of Australia was mad Barry
Dog in the moonlight, gentleman when he was right
He just dropped dead in the bottle shop of the Gaslight
Well he'd ride with me, spit on me, take me on in Crown street
He crossed that road like a river
I met Barry's boy driving him to Mc Kinnon
He confessed to me he'd been doin' it hard
Looked like his dad, only braver
Well I might have helped him if I could just give the drink away
Well he'd ride with me, spit on me, take me on in Crown street
He crossed that road like a river
Well he'd ride with me, spit on me, take me on in Crown street
He crossed that road like a river
Like a river
Like a river
He crossed that road like a river
Dean's dedication:
This song is for Marcus McKenzie, Barry's boy, who died of an overdose. Linda Kable whose bravery breaks the cycle, the men and women of the streets of Sydney, somewherein the narrative lies your own tale, and the work of Missionbeat.
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Somebody Else's Princess (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 6)
(Cochran/Crowe)
Red hair deep blue eyes
My baby gets me so good
She got the franchise
Take me away
She takes me up
Feed my needs
Keeps me sharp
Keeps me pumped
I'm splitting out my skin
She's got me in a mess
So deeply imbedded
In somebody else's princess
Oh good Lord
Out in the garden
Under the stars
I'm dreaming of her laughing
And driving a fast car
Crazy, crazy
Shiver and shake
Baby's got me cracking
Like I'm in an earthquake
Love unrequited
Love unrequited
Jamming up my system
I'm melting with desire
Take me away
She takes me up
Feeds my needs
Keeps me sharp
Keeps me pumped
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Wendy (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 7, 1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album - Track 11)
~Crowe~
Wendy’s got a little boy
Someone to keep in mind for the future
She’s got no husband who cares
She can find a man
Anytime she wants one
Now don’t you put her down
She tried to do it right
Sometimes things don’t come out
Quite, quite, quite the way we plan them
Quite the way we plan them
Wendy needs a little time
Dress her boy up
Take him out on parade
All those neighbours they stop and stare
Hey look, Wendy’s playing mommy again
Sometimes she feels a little lonely
Some days go by and all she feels is scared
Wendy’s got a little boy and no one else
Sometimes that just gets too much for her
Wendy’s lost another boy
She’s gotta take her time to adjust her clothes fall in love again
Flicks through her magazines and sighs
Hey what the hell
They’re only men
They’re only men
Sometimes she feels a little lonely
Some days go by and all she feels is scared
Wendy's got a little boy and no one else
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The Night That Davey Hit The Train (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 8)
~Wilkins, Crowe~
Hey Davey
You know I live it every day
When friendship walked out the door
Nothin' going on Davey but I'll talk to you
Talking to you is like talking to walls
You said I couldn't take the pain
No trust in me that's your shame
Mines the night that Davey hit the train
Mines the night that Davey hit the train
Talking everything that comes down
Falling out of the sky
There's no malice, in the weather
You might find love in my eyes
How many miles between here and
Grafton Bridge Billy?
I'm not slowing down again
While you make your decisions
'bout who you're gonna be Billy
I'm rocket fuelled and I'm on the mend
Talking everything that comes down
Falling out of the sky
There's no malice, in the weather
You might find love in my eyes
In my eyes
You might find love
Now Barry said he didn't think it would
be too long
In Belvoir St. chasing demons of his own
Blessed by the sharpest form of jealousy
No place dry enough to lie down
No space to roam
You said I couldn't take the pain
No trust in me that's your shame
Mines the night that Davey hit the train
Talking everything that comes down
Falling out of the sky
There's no malice, in the weather
You might find love in my eyes
You said I couldn't take the pain
No trust in me that's your shame
Talking everything that comes down
Falling out of the sky
There's no malice, in the weather
You might find love in my eyes
(This song is dedicated to Daniel Pollock - Romper Stomper)
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Swept Away Bayou (Facing the Headlights Alone)
(2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 9)
~Cochran, Crowe~
I wandered wonders wasteland along
I looked hard and I couldn't find
One thing most on my mind
Same thing time after time was you
I wondered 'bout you'
Said I looked but I couldn't see
The things G-D put in front of me
Saw the trees, and the leaves, and the water
But not the wood
I couldn't see you
I couldn't see that light shining in your eyes
Crossing all the lines of my disguise
I couldn't run from you till you helped me hide
Didn't see you coming swept out by the tide
That's you, swept away by you
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Judas Cart (2001 Bastard Life or Clarity - Track 10)
~Lyrics by Crowe~
They are coming today to take her away
Cause a man in a wig said
The sky is not blue
Drive on drive on
Drive on Judas cart
Taking my little girl away
I am told I'm not welcome in my own home
By a woman who once drove away
Drive on drive on
Drive on Judas cart
Taking my little girl away
It must have been another life
When I called her my wife
Can't remember any loving at all
But she left me and she dumped her some 7 years ago
Now I am legally bound and I'm morally appalled
Drive on drive on
Drive on Judas cart
Taking my little girl away
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Circus (1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album - Track 1)
(Smotherman / Walker/Sung by Crowe)
(Copyright 1998 Black Puppy Music ASCAP)
I went to the circus
To waste some time
The barker was yelling what's on
So I paid up my money
And I waited in line
The circus was just like home
The crowd had gathered
So I walked on by
To backstage places unknown
I could tell by the fire
And the moon and the sky
The circus was just like home
There were animal cages
And animal tails
Woman who move like a poem
With their vampire faces
And beautiful nails
The circus felt just like home
The strong man was dancing
In the clothes that he borrowed from a girl in the chorus line
And the gypsy was drinking like there's no tomorrow with the
Ringmaster who was drinkng faster
Blessing everybody with wine
Behind at the lion tamer running around
Looking like a Christian in Rome
They were loading the cannon with the Portuguese clown
And the circus was just like home
The strong man was dancing in the clothes that he borrowed
From a girl in the chorus line
And the gypsy was drinking like there's no tomorrow with the
Ringmaster who was drinkng faster
Blessing everybody with wine
I went to the circus
It was cash in advance
The barker was yelling what's on
He said come to the circus
You can smell the romance
See all the tigers and elephants dance
Thousands of suckers paid up for the chance
And the circus was just like home
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The Photograph Kills (1995 Extended Play Single)
~Crowe, Cochran, Adam, Brown, Rosieur~
Don't stand up
They'll try and push you down
Don't let them hold you in their hands
Don't step out
Words can run you down
And they'll feed while you lie bleeding on the ground
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything you do
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything you do
So don't stand up
Don't even think of fighting
Don't let them hold you to their plans
Don't step out into the glare of flash bulb lighting
Don't let them roll you in their hands
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything you do
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything you do
You start with the simplest of intentions
I've committed most sins known to mankind
But I still believe in the essential goodness of my spirit
I ask forgiveness continuously for I know he knows
Some things
Just have to be experienced
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything you do
The photograph kills and your fame will destroy you
Trying to find a place to rest will taint everything I do
The photograph, The photograph
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What's the Difference (Roman Antix)
~Crowe & Cochran~
What's the difference
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
are you listening?
5, 6, 7, 8
the red side in
the red side's out
the blue side's in
you still don't know what it's about
If I thought that I could take the whole world on
I wouldn't be sitting here now with him
I don't mean to be rude
I'm not baiting only stating the truth
There's no crocks of gold
it's all been sold
So's the rainbow
What's the difference
you're only buying time
You walk the earth for an instant
Can't find peace of mind
I can't even sleep at night
Give me peace of mind
I only fight to win
Don't you undersatnd
There's no gold in 'also-ran'
And have I the right to choose
I wanna do more than sing the blues
You probably wouldn't listen
What's the difference
you're only buying time
You walk the earth for an instant
Can't find peace of mind
I can't even sleep at night
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What's Her Name (1997 Extended Play CD - Track 1)
(Also on 1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album - Track 4)
~Cochran & Crowe~
Well I'm doing it again
I'm searing inside your picture
I'm supposed to be your friend
So I adjust what you want me to think
And I wonder what I'd do - if you blinked
Reached out and touched me
It's a wonder that I get any sleep
When the woman I need is so far out of reach
When we touch and when we talk
Our needs are the same
Well I ache for more of - What's her name?
What's her name?
What's her name?
And I know those earrings
And I have seen parts of that dress
And her hands sparkle with promises
Secrets I'm never gonna get to keep
It's a wonder that I get any sleep
When the woman I need is so far out of reach
When we touch and when we talk
Our needs are the same
Well I ache for more of - What's her name?
What's her name?
What's her name?
Well I'm doing it again
I'm searing inside your picture
I'm supposed to be your friend
So I adjust what you want me to think
And I wonder what I'd do - if you blinked
Reached out and touched me
It's a wonder that I get any sleep
When the woman I need is so far out of reach
When we touch and when we talk
Our needs are the same
Well I ache for more of - What's her name?
What's her name?
What's her name?
Well I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I'm doing it, I'm doing it again
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Inside Her Eyes (1999 Single)
~Crowe~
A turn of your head says I've met you before,
You say that's not possible, but I could've sworn,
That I asked you the difference between sensuous and sexy,
You said "I know who you are" that kind of perplexed me, and
Inside her eyes, that's where I want to be,
Inside her eyes
but I never rush in
I wait for the call
It's not that she scares me as much as the fear
Of giving so much and needing so little
Of loving so gently, my heart never meant me to fall
Inside her eyes
Now I could be giving, too much away
By the way that I'm moving, everything I say
Now don't say you won't try to tell me
You don't feel the same
I picture your eyes, I whisper your name
Inside I'm screaming, outside I'm sane,
as soon as you're leaving, I need you again,
I'm left with my dreaming, it's just not the same,
As inside her eyes
That's where I want to be
Inside her eyes,
That's where I want to be
I picture your eyes, I whisper your name
Inside I'm screaming, outside I'm sane,
As soon as you're leaving, I need you again,
I'm left with my dreaming, it's just not the same
As inside her eyes
that's where I want to be
Inside her eyes,
that's where I want to be
I never, I never, I never rush in
that's where I want to be
I never, I never, I never rush in
that's where I want to be
Oh baby, inside her eyes
that's where I want to be
Inside her eyes,
that's where I want to be
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Big Jet Planes (1997 What's Her Name Extended Play CD - Track 4)
~ Cochran & Crowe~
Big jet planes don’t fly over me
I’m one of the lucky ones
I live in a quiet street
She’s all middle class
And Bertholt Brecht
Her first time in Amsterdam
She came back a fuckin’ mess
But it’s all over - that’s all gone
Time shades the pony and travels on
For all of this singin’ she’s a real one
Loves punchin’ things and swallows inspiration
At least she can be inspired.
Smart enough and deep enough to kiss with that fire
Smart enough and deep enough to hold my desire
Strong enough and street enough to grieve love's invention
She doesn’t break I bet she bruises
She doesn’t break I bet she bruises
In an earthquake I know she'd cruise it
Big jet planes don’t fly over me
I’m usually in them
Looking down on your street
Know so many people I’ve never met
The first time I go to Amsterdam
I’m coming back a fuckin’ mess
But it’s all over - that’s all gone
Time shades the pony and travels on
For all of this singin’ she’s a real one
Loves punchin’ things and swallows inspiration
At least she can be inspired.
Smart enough and deep enough to kiss with that fire
Smart enough and deep enough to hold my desire
Strong enough and street enough to grieve love's invention
She doesn’t break I bet she bruises
She doesn’t break I bet she bruises
In an earthquake I know she'd cruise it
I'm one of the lucky ones
I live in a quiet street
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High Horse Honey (1995 The Photograph Kills CD - Track 2)
~Crowe~
I know you're a good lookin' honey baby
Blind man could see
You better take a look at your personality
Fore you start hanging shit on me
You can't live your life on the fact you're pretty
Hold it up like your head of the class
Cause the good lord above who parted the waters
Will soon start spreading your ass
All over the couch
Come on get down
Off your high horse honey
The least you can do is smile
If I am going to
Spend my money in a place like this
If we're talking then things will take care of themselves
That's fine with me
If we're talking then let's talk for real
I appreciate a little honesty
Come on get down
Off your high horse honey
The least you can do is smile
If I am going to spend my money in a place like this
Come on get down
Off your high horse honey
Loosen up and come around
You could even see something loving in a face like this
You could even see something loving in a face like this
You could even see something loving in a face like this
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All The White Circles (1997 What's Her Name Extended PlayCD - Track 3)
~Crowe~
Take all the white circles
From a deep dark blue background
Throw them into the air
Just to see where they come down
I said there was emotion
I didn't get specific
I'm told cowgirls know
When to sing and when to listen
So I explode in a pattern
And I count when I pray
The curtains are open
But I'm not on my way
I'm still back on the sideline
Looking into the house
It takes more than a nice smile
To make me walk out
Take all the white circles
From a deep dark blue background
Throw them into the air
Just to see where they come down
I said there was emotion
I didn't get specific
I'm told cowgirls know
When to sing and when to listen
Hey prince of innocence
Your full of excuses
Wrestling desire
Won't light the fuses
And taking the time
To construct how you're feeling
Goes against how you love
And all you believe in
I tried being cryptic to get your attention
You ignored me
Does that mean I'm too cryptic to mention?
If we're a team what's our intention?
Curing your mind of your crimes with prevention
Pretending that time doesn't matter
It's just you and me
Take all the white circles
From a deep dark blue background
Throw them into the air
Just to see where they come down
I said there was emotion
I didn't get specific
I'm told cowgirls know
When to sing and when to listen
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Oblique Is My Love (1997 What's Her Name Extended Play Cd - Track 2)
(Also on 1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album- Track 3)
~Cochran & Crowe~
Lust betrayal attitude
I'm back from the brink
Took my turn at playing Robin Hood
And I'm paying for the fantasy
You'd like to live you think
I come home now
The streets are so quiet
Reality becalms us all
So scared now
I'm trying to hide it
Hide my love inside your walls
Hide my love
Inside you
Oblique is my love
Take me in
Please take me back
Oh bleak is my love
Blame me for the distance
Shame me with the difference
Play on all my weakness
But love me when I need it
Said love me
Oh love me
When I need it
Oblique is my love
Take me in
Please take me back
Oh bleak is my love
Oblique is my love
Take me in please take me back
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back
How am I gonna live?
How am I gonna live?
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back
How am I gonna live?
How am I gonna live?
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You Treat Me Like Chocolate (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Track 2)
~Crowe~
You treat me like chocolate
Something you shouldn't touch between meals
Instead of having at it
Simply express the way you feel
Finessee is not this time
This time it just stares you in the face
This time it could be critical
To wake your living heart from its resting place
Oh I'm specific and I'm cruel
Unpredictable
Your fool
Yeah
You treat me like chocolate
just unwrap it
You treat me like chocolate
Just have at it
Some recall experience
So others can run the same road
But you just write down possibilities
So you can spend more time at home
Oh I'm specific and I'm cruel
Unpredictable
Your fool
Yeah
You treat me like chocolate
So just unwrap it
Say I taste like chocolate
Don't choke on it
You treat me like chocolate
Yeah
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David (1998 Gaslight Bootleg Album - Track 7)
~Cochran, Crowe, Adam, Kelly~
How many people have the same name?
How many Davids do you know?
What's the measurement on thinking the same thing
What’s the chance they’d ever know
What’s the chance they’d ever know
Well I know of two men
Who carry my name
I read about one in a magazine
Saw another in a newspaper on a aeroplane
There once was a young boy
Who was photographed at 13
For Life magazine
As ballroom dancer
I have often been asked if that was me
I have often wondered if that was me
How many people have the same name?
How many Davids do you know?
What's the measurement on thinking the same thing
What’s the chance they’d ever know
What’s the chance they’d ever know
The other man comes from Florida *
He trains snakes for a living
He was arrested and fined
For being unkind
I’d hate to be that reptile when he got home
Well I’d hate to be that snake when he got home
How many people have the same name?
How many Davids do you know?
What's the measurement on thinking the same thing
What’s the chance they’d ever know
What’s the chance they’d ever know
What’s the chance they’d ever, ever know
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She's Not Impressed (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Track 6)
~Crowe~
You know she's gone and left me
Packed her bags and hit the trail
I'd like to get angry, but I see her point of view
If I was her, I would have left long before now
I want babies
I don't provide the safety she needs
To build her nest
She's just not impressed
There's a list up on the wall
That dates two years ago
I really wish I could have taken it down
When I needed it to go
I hope I won't be punished
For this list of works is incomplete
I'm destined to be attracted to those I cannot defeat
I don't provide the safety she needs
To build her nest
She's just not impressed.
I can feel this jealousy burning in me
I look at you and wish it away
My friends have got babies
so I thought I should too
So I'm scrolling through the window
Looking for that womb with an ova view
I panic when I see myself
I am not half the man my daddy was
In his life, one wife, two very troubled kids
And 57 jobs
I want babies
Just not right now
I want babies
Just not right now
Just not right now
No, just not right now
I can feel this jealousy burning in me
I look at you and wish it away
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Nowhere (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Track 9)
~Crowe & Kevin Durand (rap)~
What's in L.A. for a southern girl like you
What can you get that you can't find here
'cept solid air
You know southern charms
Not a currency 'round there
So you buy your gun
You build a house
Raise an attorney
Civil defence
You know the neighbour with the roses
He's firing blanks and Jesuses and Josephs
At the sun
Till he finds you -
you're the lucky one
Litigation follows on follows on follows on
What's in L.A. for an eastern debutante
Cross the bridges cross the country cross your heart and hope to live
In a big white house
With Captain Blood and Mickey Mouse
What's in L.A.
For a man of the North
Fantasies are made
Wives are sold
Lives are bought
Blank sheet of paper well that's ok just bring a pen
(yells)
I came out of the west it was a sunset
Golden red a soldiers dread
flamed by injustice
I bought a Volvo
Sold some shoes with my cell phone
I paid my dues
Undid the screws
I bought an answer phone
I'm from nowhere, I'm from nowhere
I'm from nowhere, I'm from nowhere
(rap)
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What you want me to forget? (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Track 8)
~Crowe~
Now too many times I been in this place
My suit jacket's on
I gotta smile all over my face
Waiting at the table
Not placing no bets
Man says you're overqualified
I said yeah
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
Now, Now, Now woman drive me crazy questioning my deeds
Even though I'm doing what they want fulfilling all their needs
She knows too well boy like you own the whole set
I said yeah honey sugar baby really?
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
What you want me to forget?
Well I know what I know
My life goes by and I learn as I go
I know what I've seen
What I've left
That's where I've been
What you want me to forget
What you want me to forget
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Our politician's up there squawking givin' me the news
He says he's gonna' get this country back on track real soon
And he asked me directly
"Boy, will you vote for me next?"
I said "Man I voted for you last time, nothing changed in my life"
What you want me to forget
What you want me to forget
What you want me to forget
What you want me to forget
(repeats)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Castle Builder (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Hidden Track 13)
~Crowe~
I'm the unhappiest soul in the whole milky way
I’ll twinkle when you look at me and I’ll
Burn the night till day
I long to be
Back on earth
Who was I building that castle for?
Who was I building?
I look for love
Like it’s Easter time
Too many places
Where I might find
The sweetest of the sweet things
That the good lord provides
What was I building?
Couldn’t I decide?
What was I building?
That magic kiss
So rare when you find it
You find it in the last place
You could ever unbind it
A soul mate taken from you
By the sorry situation
Impetuous, restlessness
Becomes plain desperation
Who was I building that castle for?
Who was I building that castle for?
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Danielle (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Hidden Track 14)
~Crowe~
My invisible partner in travel
You're never in your seat
always tryin' to unravel the love we make
While I try to forget
Forgettin’s only temporary
In the middle of nothing
My eyes get weary I feel like crying
I don't often do
Danielle, you know I love you
I got on my travelling face
I know the obstacles
Adapt to the pace
And the different shape
Of a bottle of beer
Four months now stretch out before me
No one in my heart is going to call me from the other room
Expecting me to move
Danielle, Danielle, Danny I love you
How long was it last time
We tortured each other
To the point of cryin' when we finally touched
Too late in the day
As we so often do
You know I love you
But do you trust me?
She angles her head
Do you trust me?
I wish I had said
More than I did
Say, more than you know
If I could only trust myself
Our love could grow
Danielle, Danielle, Danielle, Danny I love you
Danielle, Danielle, Danielle, Danny I love you
Danielle, Danielle, Danielle . . .
Hey Danny
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Eternity (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Track 10)
~Cochran & Crowe~
Jingle bells
Hip hip hurray
I’ve been inside most of the day
Got no family
I can find at short notice
The only joy I got
Must be in the post yeah
Take a step out on your own
Breathing all of freedom's air
So lonely at first you just cannot see
The price of independence feeds
Feeds eternity
I feed eternally
From my own bravery
There’s a single thousand people
Milling around
Trying their best to tear that year down
In with the old
Out with the new
Ain’t nothing going to change if you don’t adjust what your used to
Take a step out on your own
Breathing all of freedom's air
So lonely at first you just cannot see
The price of independence feeds
Feeds
Take a step out on your own
Breathing all of freedom's air
So lonely at first you just cannot see
The price of independence feeds
Feeds eternity
I feed eternally
From my own bravery
I feed eternally
From my own bravery
I feed eternally
From my own bravery
I feed eternally
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Kill Me (1998 Gaslight, Bootleg Album - Hidden Track 12)
~Cochran & Crowe~
Somebodies trying to kill me
It could be myself
I have it on the highest authority
I'm just no good
For my own health
Indifference under my skin
Gets my veins a rippling
Oh concentrate you stupid man
It becomes your best friend
YEAH
What measures can be taken
To protect the young and listless
From those obsequious ingratiates
And the girls that scare them shitless
YEAH
Those vicious lips
they cut when they dismiss
I guess I asked for this
Bloodied love and battered bliss
That parting kiss
Whattcha got? Billy boy?????
Somebodies trying to kill me
It could be myself
I have it on the highest authority
I am just no good
For my own health
YEAH
Somebodies trying to kill me
Somebodies trying to kill me
Somebodies trying to kill me
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Ressurect My Radio (Unknown)
~Sung by Crowe~
Tune into the nineties
Open up my windows
Welcome whatever comes through
I wanna resurrect my radio
Listen to the signs
Pray for the disintegration
Of borders round our nations
We can still make our mark
We still got time
But baby baby time waits for no-one
You gotta move on
You’re either ready and your open
Or the curtains keep on closing
Sometime we gotta learn truth
Sometime we gotta learn trust
Somedays you gotta say no
And somehow, someway, some time somebody’s gotta
Resurrect my radio
If it’s the last thing I do
I wanna tune into the nineties
Open up my windows
Welcome whatever comes through
I wanna resurrect my radio
Listen to the signs
Pray for the disintegration
Of borders round our nations
We can still make our mark
We still got time
But baby baby time waits for no-one
You gotta move on
You’re either ready and your open
Or the curtains keep on closing
Sometime you gotta learn truth
Sometime you gotta learn trust
Somedays you gotta say no no no no no
And somehow, someway, some time somebody’s gotta
Resurrect my radio
If it’s the last thing I do
I wanna tune into the nineties
Open up my windows
I’m gonna open up my windows
Welcome whatever comes through
I wanna resurrect my radio
I wanna resurrect my radio
I wanna resurrect
I wanna resurrect my radio
Somehow you gotta learn truth
Somehow you gotta learn trust
Somedays you gotta say no no no no no
And somehow, someway, some time somebody’s gotta
Resurrect my radio
If it’s the last thing I do
I wanna tune into the nineties
Open up my windows
Welcome whatever comes through
I wanna resurrect my radio
I wanna resurrect my radio
I wanna resurrect my radio
I wanna resurrect
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