[rev. Aug. 29, 2013]
Sometimes the morning elongates and waits around for you to show
Across the road I watch some episode of some new morning show
And it shows me how strange life can be if you're really free
And if you're really free how come you put these chains on me
Why can't you tell me it's alright
These doubts delete all my delight
They took the colour from my sight
I need the real jazz tonight
Still half asleep but not half awake
Half in the darkness just for your sake
Roaming the corridors in my mind
Looking for a door I can never find
Looking for a war that nobody wins
Trying to find a Bible when nobody sins
Searching for a lover who got what you has
Running from the blues, jonesin' for jazz
Sometimes the evening disappears and steers itself into the past
Across the fields I cool my heels 'cause it feels like it could last
And it lasts for a lifetime then it's high time to be gone
And if you're really gone why even sing this song
Why can't you tell me it's alright
These doubts delete all my delight
They took the colour from my sight
I need the real jazz tonight
I need the real jazz tonight
[rev. Aug. 29, 2013]
(The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing)
The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing
The phone is ringing
The wires are bare
Avarice lime
You're hardly there
Your engines searching
The plonk is sour
The pizza's cold in wee small hour
What will it take, get you to wake up
Avarice lime
Shake it up
Hit space bar, hit it
The lights are on
The neighbour's place
You see her back
You see his face
You see the knife
You see the tear
You feel the shot
You're really there
What will it take to get you to wake up
Avarice lime
Shake it up
Hit space bar, hit it
What will it take to get you to wake up
Avarice lime
Shake it up
Hit space bar, hit it
[rev. Mar. 29, 2005]
Everything is something else these days
Dedicated to neutrality
I am the lord of all I survey
This stuff is top quality
Every day is somewhere else this time
I'm driving in a film down a French boulevard
I'm waiting in a cafe on old South Head Road
I'm chopping up guitars with Nic Hard
Fighting against the nods and the hopeless sods
Everything before the crash ride it out
Drumming up a little crowd, we played and bowed
Everyone is someone else tonight
I'm just singing down this long black wire
I'm drifting with the clock towards the bruised midnight
Where the stars and crows conspire
Fighting against the odds, and the hopeless sods
Everything before the crash ride it out
Drumming up a little crowd, we played and bowed
Everything before the crash ride it out
Fighting against the odds, and the hopeless sods
Everything before the crash ride it out
Drumming up a little crowd, we played and bowed
Everything before the crash ride it out
Fighting against the odds, and the hopeless sods
Everything before the crash ride it out
We played and bowed
Instrumental
[rev. Aug. 29, 2013]
Well
She took me outside
And I was listening to her voice
I could tell ya
She said some things she may regret
And some things she may rejoice
Just like the fruits of sorrow
Dying on the vine
I too partook its bitter taste
And I shined
Just at that moment
Before God intervenes, yeah
Some kinda silence
Wide awake in Tel Aviv
When you fall into evil moods
And the spirits mock you in the radio static
Then you better hope the dope don't make you
Telepathetic
Just like the seeds of ruin
With its sickly blooms
I lost the good fight every day
In these rooms
Just at that moment
Before God intervenes
Some kinda silence
Wide awake in Tel Aviv
Well
She took me outside
And I was listening to her voice
I could tell ya
She said some things she may regret
And some things she may rejoice
Just like the fruits of sorrow
Dying on the vine
I too partook its bitter taste
And I shined
Just at that moment
Before God intervenes, yeah
Some kinda silence
Wide awake in Tel Aviv
Whoo!
Okay
[rev. Aug. 29, 2013]
I don't know your name
I saw you from a distance
I thought I'd try to break through
We weren't gonna come
Now here we are all suddenly
And it's never what you think
Anyhow that's yesterday
When you was half a world away
If you're not brave imagining
The void of metamorphoses
Anyhow let's do it now
I must sustain myself somehow
It's so nice to be here
I'm thinking I could stay a while
Nice to eat, I mean meet someone new
You're so soft
And tender and so splendid
Come highly recommended
If you were me what would you...
Anyway that's yesterday
When you were half a world away
If you're not brave imagining
The void of metamorphoses
Anyhow let's do it now
I must sustain myself somehow
Why do you look so angry with me now
Have I said something true?
It's ok, I really didn't mean it
Really didn't matter to me
Anyway that's yesterday
When you were half a world away
If you're not brave imagining
The void of metamorphoses
Anyhow let's do it now
I must sustain myself somehow
[rev. Mar. 29, 2005]
It was May Day in Arcadia
Everyone was there
Knocking back a sticky wine
Music in the air
Night caught in the trees
And the moonbeams safely under my thumb
Right down by the river
Its unmade bed come to be undone
Yeah, you should have seen us
Yeah, you should have been there
It was payday in Illyria
I think you know the deal
I was so touched by your concern
At least that's how I feel
So drink, drink up a little
Stories remind me of some other time
Think, think up a little
Something for the glorious summertime
Should have seen us
Yeah, should have been there
Well it was Thursday in Bohemia
The contract had been signed
50% guaranteed, or something
A good swift kick behind
Fly, the sky is your friend
And its holding you up again and again
High over the night
Where I labour and write this song once over again
Should have seen us
Yeah, should have been there
Well it was May Day in Arcadia
Everyone was there
Knocking back a sticky wine
And music in the air
[rev. Mar. 29, 2005]
You and I
Something else
So afraid, doubtful light
You and I
On our own
So full blown in the night
A for the angles and the algorithms
B for your brains, what ya did with 'em
C, see what we've done, see what we've become
Delightful, delicious and divine
You and I
So exposed
Flaring out into white
You and I
I suppose
Never quite getting it right
E for the elite and the easy way
F for the phantom limb you still obey
G, gee I feel weird, I feel strange
Holy, horrific, and hard
I don't know what you want to be
I only know how I adore thee
Remembering times I was on the inside
And I ran to your side
You helped me to hide
The trap was so smooth
Up the back in your booth
With a bird in your hand
A hand on your heart
The stuff that we did
The stuff that we hid
The stuff that we drank
And the blank that we drew
It was always me
It was almost you
I don't know what you want to do now
I only know nothing you won't allow
Think about it when I'm after a bit
And I'm down in the dumps and I'm needing a hit
And your cut was so clean
The split was so fair
The water was green
When you came up for air
And the things that we saw
The things that were true
The things that we wore
It was always me
It was almost you
Remembering times I was on the inside
And I ran to your side
You helped me to hide
The trap was so smooth
Up the back in your booth
With a bird in your hand
A hand on your heart
The stuff that we did
The stuff that we hid
The stuff that we drank
And the blank that we drew
Instrumental