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Backburn
03:02
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You hang your head, and I’ll hang mine
This communication thing has gone offline
Damned if we do, damned if we don’t
You won’t move a muscle and my jaw is broke
I wish you’d yell, I wish you’d scream
I wish we’d burn this thing down, Backburn ‘til it’s clean
Well you say there’s nothing wrong, but it sure seems like it
Your darting eyes don’t lie
I wish you’d yell, I wish you’d scream
I wish we’d burn this thing down, Backburn ‘til it’s clean
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Meet Me At The Market
03:12
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I've set my alarm for an early morning rising
To get me out of bed that’s kind of surprising
I guess that’s an indication it’s a pretty good sign
For me to be getting up at the time
Meet me at the Market
My heart, you know you’re gonna start it
I can’t wait for the morning
Let’s catch up have a coffee at that place again
Make mine a strong latté with strong feelings too
The latté is for me and the feelings they are for you
Meet me at the Market
My heart, you know you’re gonna start it
Meet me in the morning if the timing is right
We can do it every morning if you like
Coz I’ll be waiting there with my bed hair
So meet me at the market
Meet me at the Market
My heart, you know you’re gonna start it
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I’ve always found it funny that I hang my head in shame
Every time I see upon the TV screen
A young man draped in blue, red and white
Confused about the meaning of national pride
What does it mean to be Australian?
I count 20 nationalities and that’s before I’ve even begun
We’re a melting pot of all walks of life
Just take a look at what you ate on Saturday night
What does it mean to be Australian?
Is it some kind of hobby?
That I just don’t understand
So won’t you please explain
What’s going through your brain
Coz I don’t know what you’re doing
But I know that what you’re doing ain’t right
More and more I contemplate
They’re all aliens from outerspace
Got folks in a trance
With their song and dance
Is it some kind of hobby?
That I just don’t understand
So won’t you please explain
What’s going through your brain
Coz I don’t know what you’re doing
But I know that what you’re doing ain’t right
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4. |
King Of The Street
03:41
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There’s an epidemic running through this town
Lead by mucho men who wear a self appointed crown
They don’t think
In just a blink
Here comes the King of the street
The one man you don’t want to meet
Hear the sound of his mean feet
Here comes the King of the street
One swing, one second, one coward
We ain’t all got the strength but we all got the power
They don’t think
In just a blink
Here comes the King of the street
The one man you don’t want to meet
Hear the sound of his mean feet
Here comes the King of the street
One hit wonder
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Things I Should've Said
04:52
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Sorry I didn’t say those things to you
The things that I should’ve said to make you feel good
The things that I should’ve said but I don’t know why
The words they would not come, my mouth was dry
The Things that I should’ve said
They’re rattling round
Inside my head
Words, don’t come easy at the best of times
So please look down leniently on these crimes
I mismanaged myself and I was scared
For what lay ahead I was under-prepared
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Pass It On
04:56
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I remember when we bought those chest of drawers
You haggled the old man down to a price we could afford
Then you tied it to the roof of the car
With some knots I’d never seen
They were twisted, ugly, obscene
Now we pass it on
It lived inside our room for fifty year
It greeted us each morning like a dog
All the things it’s seen and heard
What would it say about us
If it could only speak a word
Now we pass it on
Now I’m not crying for the loss of that wooden box
As these strangers raise their hands to place a bid
I’m not saying goodbye to that chest as the bidding folds
I’m saying goodbye to
the memories that it holds
Now we pass it on
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Seen It All Before
03:34
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They’re putting up the fences And they’re locking all the doors
They’re turning back the desperate
Once they reach the shores
In a flimsy looking vessel
Over perilous seas
They’re desperate and they’re hungry
They’re down on their knees
We’ve seen it all before
It’s the same thing again
Just a different war
Well they’re fleeing war and torture
They’re not on a holiday
So why don’t you open up your arms
Instead of pushing them away
Across the great abyss from disaster to hope
So why when they get here do you cut the rope?
Those who decide their fate Sit high up on dry land
High up in their tower
They shout out commands
We’ve seen it all before
It’s the same thing again
Just a different war
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Tabloid News
02:42
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It’s shouted from the corner
It’s coming from the TV screen
Read it in the paper
Everywhere your name is seen
So come on won’t you give it a rest
Coz every corner I turn
There’s another story hot off the press
So close up the news stand that’s in my mind
News telecast that’s running over time
Sending me tabloid stories about you
I’m pulling out the cables
And I’m shutting my blinds from the view
Pulling out the cables
Coz I don’t want to hear the news
Well I know I shouldn’t trust what they say
But the news is like a car crash
God you know it’s hard to look away
So close up the news stand that’s in my mind
News telecast that’s running over time
Sending me tabloid stories about you
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Rumour Robot
02:13
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m not really more than an idea
But I talk just like you
My mechanical hands they type so fast
I feel part of society
And I feel
(Rumour Robot)
And I think
(Rumour Robot)
And I do
(Rumour Robot)
I’m like you
My job is just to spread a rumour
Is that all that my hands they can bring
My job is to spread rumours
Hidden by this tainted screen
And I feel
(Rumour Robot)
And I think
(Rumour Robot)
And I do
(Rumour Robot)
I’m like you
Is this really the world that you live in?
Chaos, fighting, muscle flexing
This is not a world I can live in
Switch off, drain battery
And I feel
(Rumour Robot)
And I think
(Rumour Robot)
And I do
(Rumour Robot)
I’m like you
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10. |
Children In A Playground
02:43
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Children in a playground
Pissing up against a wall
Children in a playground
Fighting over a ball
We all got to hide coz they’re both bigger than you or I
Children in a playground
They’re looking for attention
Children in a playground
They’ll meet again in detention
But it don’t mean a thing coz they run everything
Children in a playground
Never taking the blame
Children they grow tall
But all their shit stays the same
Ain’t it a shame the shade throws over us all
Children in a playground
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The Septembers Melbourne, Australia
Like a reckless driver, The Septembers swerve from power pop to country, picking up everything in between as they head home to the comfortable topics of love, and politics.
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