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Fever Dreams II
03:32
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FEVER DREAMS II
There’s a quiet in the evening, there’s a still in the air
There’s a haunting in the shadows, a black plague of despair
Someone’s howling over yonder but they’re just out of sight
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
My assets were all frozen the day after the war
The crops are all dying – like the drought in ‘54
My family they are starving and I can’t make it right
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
And my mama well she told me
Don’t go talking to strangers
And there’s a note in my pocket
Filled with signs of the end
And my eyes in my sockets
They are blind to the dangers
Do I run – or should I stay?
Now my baby she is bleeding and I’m holding her hand
But she’s kicking and she’s fighting and I can make her understand
That she’s slipping and she’s sliding and I’m trying to hold her tight
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
These Fever Dreams keep me up through the night
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LEAVE ME WHERE YOU FOUND ME
I’m hiding in the basement and I’m shutting out the sunlight
Cause the sun can give you cancer and there aint no cure
I can hear them in the evening as they’re going thru my garbage
So I’m shredding the evidence and hiding all the clues
Won’t you leave me?
Leave me where you found me
5 arch angels sitting on my shoulder
Whispering in my ears and telling me lies
My landlord wants too change the locks, I’m hiding in my mailbox
And thru the walls they’re listening so I’m sleeping outside
Won’t you leave me?
Leave me where you found me
Woah God said to Abraham, "Give me a son"
Abe said "Man You must be putting me on"
God said "No"
Abe said "What?"
God said "Do what you want Abe but the next time you see me coming you'd better run, way down on Hwy 61"
There’s a rifle in my closet Louise is unaware
There’s a bunker in the garden past the turnips over there
I’ve downed 47 coffees just to past the time
Magdalena’s been arrested for a vicious thoughtcrime
Won’t you leave me?
Leave me where you found me
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Josephine
04:42
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JOSEPHINE
I’m so tired of hearing every thought in your head
I’m turning off the white noise and slipping into bed
My archived body’s weary but the sheets I lie between
Don’t feel as soft without you my darling Josephine
And there’s an old grey moon…….watching everything we do
The paper trail we’re following it leads nowhere
We’re turning our maps upside down and speaking to the air
There’s a picture of your face I’ve shown to everyone I’ve seen
But no one here can recognise my darling Josephine
And there’s a warm dry wind…….curls and sneaks around our hearts
Uncovering our sins
I saw a wedding from the driver’s side
Flowers thrown toward the sun by a blushing young bride
And I can prove, yes, that you are alive
For when I rest my head at night I feel you creep behind my eyes
The time went by so quickly that we were barely here
In love I was born, in love I’ll drown, in love I’ll disappear
As the street lights start to flicker my memory’s wiped clean
I’ll see you in my dreams tonight my darling Josephine
And now there’s nothing left of you my darling Josephine
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How Long?
03:47
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HOW LONG?
How long since you’ve been here?
Too long til you’ll be gone
Someday soon you’re gonna wake up in the morning
And you’ll wish that you’d never been born
Lying dirty priest caught with your hand right up the fleece
And now your flock is scattered and it’s shorn
Mumbling in Latin dressed in purple and satin
As the ground opens up to swallow you whole
How long since you’ve been here?
Too long til you’ll be gone
Someday soon you’re gonna wake up in the morning
And you’ll wish that you’d never been born
Thieving, sleazy minister you’re up to something sinister
Down amongst the catacombs and tombs
Oh, There’s murder on the breeze and there’s blood up to your knees
As a shadow falls across the river Nile
How long since you’ve been here?
Too long til you’ll be gone
Someday soon you’re gonna wake up in the morning
And you’ll wish that you’d never been born
Don’t go turning the pages til you’ve read to the end
Don’t put faith in no strangers
Hoping and praying they’ll lead you to the Promised Land
Greedy little girl you thought your hands were full of pearls
Now you’re sleeping with the swill and the swine
Little piggy went to market, a harlot wrapped in scarlet
But no one in their right mind is giving you a dime
How long since you’ve been here?
Too long til you’ll be gone
Someday soon you’re gonna wake up in the morning
And you’ll wish that you’d never been born
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Full Moon Over Luna Park
05:16
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FULL MOON OVER LUNA PARK
Sometimes my memory rings on like church bells
As the moon paints a coloured symphony
As the tides push and pull against the seashore
All my dreams are slowly swept out to sea
Perhaps I drank too much or too little
As I whispered sweet nothings in the dark
Dreamy music drifts over the harbour
As a full moon rose over Luna Park
And then you stood and wandered down to the harbour
Leaving your clothes upon the sand
And you drifted til no longer could I see you
Without a sound or a wave of your hand
I’m a diver she’s a pearl
She’s just my kind of girl
And I’ll always be searching
At the bottom of the sea
Can the sun play tricks on your eyesight?
Can the moon wipe your memory clean?
Will the tide put back what it’s broken apart?
As a full moon rose over Luna Park
Will the tide put back what it tore from my heart?
As a full moon rose over Luna Park
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Fever Dreams I
05:30
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FEVER DREAMS I
I’ve got these Fever Dreams they keep me up at night
I’ve got these Fever Dreams they keep me up at night
And as my mind fills up with darkness
Well all that I can wish for is the light
They say a storms a’comin – lightning divides the night sky
And the trees they are a howlin’ – lightning splits up the night sky
And the electric impulses in my brain
Mean I don’t even hear when it starts to rain
And from my bedroom I hear the opening of a door
There’s a tappin’ at the window and the opening of a door
Slow footsteps moving closer
Creeping slowly ‘cross my kitchen floor
Am I sleeping?
Out in the back yard someone’s weeping
Misconception
These dreams have altered my perception
Fears intersected
Even my sleep is now infected
And old man Bellfield is sharpening his axe
Yeah old man Bellfield by the woodshed is sharpening his axe
And as the woods grow ever darker
Mr Bellfield is covering his tracks
I’ve got these Fever Dreams they keep me up at night
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White Lightning
03:52
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WHITE LIGHTNING
You know I’ve got
White Lightning
Got it in my pocket
Got it in my system
It’s heading to my brain
Once we lit up the city, now you smother me in pity
And all the while I closed my eyes to pretend I didn’t see
We began to lurch in rhythm and hope we’d be forgiven
But somewhere down on George St
We took a wrong turn and were lost and never seen
You know I’ve got
White Lightning
Got it in my pocket
Got it in my system
It’s heading to my brain
And if I give you some
White Lightning
I can take you to the stars dear
Oh, I’ve got White Lightning
Ever since you went away
So point this old car northwards, a tenner for your thoughts love
I don’t know if I’ll be coming back this way again
Tell Josey that I love her, tell her that I’m thinking of her
Oh and tell her that I’ll miss her 1000 times a day
I don’t know how long I’ve been lost
I don’t know how long I’ve been lost
I don’t know how long I’ve been lost
Or if I’m heading home soon
I’ll travel by
White Lightning
Got it in my pocket
Got it in my system
It’s heading to my brain
And if I give you some
White Lightning
I can take you to the stars dear
Oh, I’ve got White Lightning
Ever since you went away
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Til Now
03:52
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TIL NOW
Down past the blue gums on the road where I was born
You buried your honest qualities and turned to face the storm
Girl I’ve got troubles down along the way
And I don’t know where I’m going or if I’ll be back again someday
Girl pick up the pieces I’m broken and I’m sore
Stick my bones together, mop my blood up off the floor
And if you’re headed south where you shot off your mouth
Well they could kill you down there
Or if you’re headed east where they loved you the least
Well there’s a noose for you now
You were my friend til now
Look down on me I’m not sleeping or praying anymore
As the gods of silence leave me I’m bolting closed the door
Last night something woke me, it’s the bullets you left in my brain
Crawling round like insects and clattering like trains
And if you’re running west where you opened my chest
There’s a price on your head
I can’t see your eyes through that snakeskin disguise
My heel is bruised though somehow
You were my friend til now
Girl, I’m not reading the words you’re writing on my wall
Cause the person that I knew once just isn’t there at all
And if you’re headed home to the places we’d known
You better keep your head down
We cried later that day, your words blew my brains away
And there’s no putting right
You turned my heart into stone, drained my blood, stole my bones
What else can I allow?
You were my friend til now
Tears are useless somehow
You were my friend til now
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Keep On Moving
04:20
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KEEP ON MOVING
Lord I’ll be leaving
I’ll be headed home this evening
Please tell my children to be strong
Daddy’s coming home
Please tell your mother
Not to even bother
To meet me at the station by the train
I’d rather walk home in the rain
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord I got to keep on moving on
Sister don’t be crying
I’m not really dying
I’ve been living dead so many days
I don’t know know other way
Preacher please forgive me
I never thought that I’d be
A lost soul left burning in the sun
Shaming everyone
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord I got to keep on moving on
When the stones cry out and the blackbirds sing
And I feel the cold and bitter sting
Of every little thing I ever did wrong
Lord I pray you’ll make me strong
Lord I’ll be leaving
I’ll be headed home this evening
Please tell my children to be strong
Daddy’s coming home
July is slipping westward
The plans that I had messed with
Lost in the whistle of a train
Lord won't you wipe away the stain
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord, gotta keep on moving
Lord, Gotta keep on moving
Lord I've got to keep on moving on
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10. |
Peak Downs Coal
04:13
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PEAK DOWNS COAL
Is there a portent to this weather?
The sky's as black as Peak Downs coal
I’m floating up as light as a feather
The wind shakes me across the fields the wind freezes out my soul
And I’ve been taken in
And I’ve been left out
I’ve filled my arms with fire
But my heart I’ve filled with doubt
You’re a devil in sheep’s clothing
A finely dressed gentleman with a knife
You’ll steal the minutes and leave me owing
And carefully cut out every last inch of my life
And you’ll get what you want
And I’ll disappear
And you’ll be speaking to the shadows
But I will not be here
I just want to sleep
I just want to sleep
Cos I got nothing left, there’s just dust over here
And there’s nothing to see, so don’t shed a tear
I’ve got nothing to give and there’s nothing you’ll take
I’ve got nothing left in my heart
But this powerful ache
Is there a portent in this weather?
The sky's as black as Peak Downs coal
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Mark Moldre Sydney, Australia
"If Tom Waits, Elvis Costello and Jeff Tweedy were pushed out to sea in a rickety old boat they’d come up with something like this. ..a boisterous yet soulful musical journey worth the fare. You’ll be stomping and crying and laughing, and if you’re lucky to catch Moldre live, you’ll be doing all three with a whiskey in hand.” Timber & Steel ... more
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