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TRY AGAIN
03:52
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A simple plan is always best
Set yourself a goal that you can manage
Take your time and look around
Check you horoscope and then consider
Trust is for fools
Kindness for the weak
Love is blind,
it's just a habit you can't break
So you try and try again
You don't know when to say when
and you give it your best shot
You feel like Charlie Brown
As he lines up for the big kick-off
As you sail into the air
The crowd applauds. They love a ritual
Trust is for fools
Kindness for the weak
Love is blind,
it's just a habit you can't break
So you try and try again
You don't know when to say when
and you give it your best shot
Go, you good thing, go
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ANOTHER LITTLE MYSTERY
04:01
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Another little mystery to solve
That raised eyebrow, the hint of smirk
What did you just say?
Just mutter under you breath
So I fix another coffee and stew in the kitchen
A blinding headache taking hold
And you sit there benign
Your little arrows found their mark
Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth
So the dinner's made with bitterness and bile
Just dead meat on the table
Shut it down, block it out
Store it up, fill the hole
Suck it up, spit it out
Spread the word, cleanse your soul
I slam the door on my way out
To your silent smile
The cold frost fills my lungs
Fills my throat which is burning, by the way
I walk and I walk
Through the dark
A pulse pounding in my temple
I'm not a violent man but...
Shut it down, etc.
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GATHER ROUND
04:18
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Well, trouble comes to my house
Nothing I can do is gonna stop it
Well trouble comes, I don't know how
A crack in the footpath, a blink of an eye
Gather round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather round, and hold my hand
Now everything I had is now beyond me
And everything I took for granted, God grant me now
Gather round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather round, and hold my hand
Take me back to where I was, take me back to where I thought I belonged
Consigned to lore, resigned to the score
I can still crack a smile and make 'em laugh
Gather round here, all my friends
Gather here, all you voices in the dark
The shadowland is upon us
Gather round, and hold my hand
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CITY LIGHTS
03:44
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Man, look at those city lights
Far above the trestle bridge
And the foggy form of Eureka
Are we feeling lucky tonight?
The planes land silently
And the ghosts of ANA boys
The dirt bikes rust in the creek below
Where in the hell does that train line lead anyway?
Down there, first kisses
And jokes I never understood
Down there, small moments of glory
Etched like a turning point in the epic novel of my life
The novel of my life
The distinctive beauty
And the unforgettable sound
Of an HD Holden going past
Ah, sweet memory, blast me from my sleep
Let it not be decided, not here not now
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IN THE SUPERMARKET
04:28
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I walk the aisles of the supermarket
Just my job, I don't make a fuss about it
Stock the shelves, collect my pay
It's always day in the supermarket
Bleary folk searching for some comfort
Can of beans or a nice meat tray
Sometimes, I have to catch a thief
See the shifting gaze and the nervous hands
Beyond, beyond, beyond the front counter
Something outside, a shadow of doubt is
Creeping up, creeping slow
I fell in love in the supermarket
Check-out chick, well, her name was Margaret
She had her hair tied up
I had my tongue tied down
Wait in line at the supermarket
Crack a joke, try to make her smile
Unrequited love, is that pin or sign?
One night, thought I was looking good
Walked her to her car, there her tattooed boyfriend stood
Beyond, beyond, beyond the front counter
Something outside, a shadow of doubt is
Creeping up, creeping slow
Beyond, beyond, beyond help
I feel like a voice is trying to tell me
Something's up, something's wrong
Back at work in the supermarket
Another shift in the never-dark
Got a nice black eye but I've got a fly-buys card
Perfect peace in the supermarket
No reflection, never leave a mark there
Got my peace of mind, got my working wage
See the world go by in aisle number two
Take home a slab of coke and pack of Winfield Blue
Beyond the front counter, etc.
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EARLY DARK
02:14
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THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS
04:44
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Laying wake again
So nothing much has changed
Sweat, cool breeze and the restlessness
Sifting the day's events
Your sweet skin my harbour
Calamity strikes again and the poison throbs
It's not so bad down here at the far end of the earth
It's not so bad down here
When the lights are out, and the worm has turned
Emotional mystery
Trying to keep track
Of the ups and downs and the twists and turns
Well, it's not so dark down here
When you're in your lover's arms
It's not so bad down here, when the lights are down
You can thank your lucky stars
Touch wood
Is it fools' or is it gold?
Is it something you can hold?
Thanks your luck stars
Just pinch yourself
Is it fake or is it real?
Is it love that we still feel?
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JUST LET ME SING
03:40
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If I can sing then I'll find a way out
Boy, I've got trouble but I can still hold a tune
Lurching around like a drunken sailor
What shall you do with me?
Put me in the longboat
But I'm as sober as a judge
And who are you to judge me?
Just let me sing, for God's sake
And I'll find a way out
Cos I can still hold a tune, I can still lull the beast
Then the room goes quiet
And the pain goes away
All those ladies in the shadow are swaying in time
Simple as ABC, just let me sing
I'll say grace tonight, bless the beasts and the children
Just let me sing, etc.
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BEHIND EVERY DOOR
03:18
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Take a walk around these streets
These quiet suburban streets
Just after nightfall
Through the parted curtains
To the warm inner glow
You'll see things to make your skin crawl
There is murder and mayhem behind every door
There is tenderness and mercy behind every door
There is cruelty and kindness behind every door
And it's not what you expect
On a cold September evening
On your way home from work
You think that you're alone
With your silent inner demons
But everyone is just the same
There is murder and mayhem, etc
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THE LIFE OF RILEY
02:35
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Holed up in their place, living the life of Riley
Look at them, will you
Driving their freakin' Valiants round
Like there's no tomorrow
And the kids are too good for us
They're going to a private school on the far side of town
Well, they can stick their degrees where the sun don't shine
Did you get the tattslotto numbers in, luv?
What time does Idol start?
You know he's never shared a beer with you, Al?
Did you ever think about that?
Teachers and librarians and musicians, bloody snobs
What's the street coming to
when an honest trade's not good enough for those kids?
We'll see who ends up with the biggest house and the biggest car and the biggest TV
Did you get the tattslotto numbers in, luv?
What time does Idol start?
Pass me another snag, luv
That's a good girl
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THINGS TO COME 2
07:04
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When you wake, it's barely dawn
Oh what a beautiful morning it could be
Scratch yourself and spring to life
Try not to stir the trouble and strife
Spin the wheel and learn your fate
Spin the wheel, it's not too late
Could be a sign of things to come
Open your eyes and be strong enough to run
Step by step, he slowly turns
One by one he eyes them each in turn
And as lightning fills the room
One by one, they all begin to swoon
Look at my creation
The monster looms above your head
Could be a sign of things to come
Open your eyes and be strong enough to run
First one foot and then the other
Look at him, sister
Look at him, brother
And as the curtain slowly falls
And he rides into the sunset, a final word
Be yourself, don't be afraid
Don't look back, don't look down
Be yourself, don't be afraid
Don't look back
Could be a sign of things to come
Open your eyes and be strong enough to run
Seasons come and seasons go
What we reap, we shall sow
Could be a sign of things to come
Open your eyes and be strong enough to run
Brush it aside, it's only dust
Brush it aside, you'll just have to trust yourself
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SHADOWLAND
03:24
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Jack Howard Melbourne, Australia
Jack Howard played trumpet with Hunters and Collectors and for the last 20 years, he's been releasing his own highly- regarded music. Along the way, he's also played with The Living End, The Violent Femmes, Rodriguez and a host of others. In 2017, Jack toured the world with Midnight Oil as their trumpeter/multi-instrumentalist. He released his memoirs, Small Moments Of Glory in 2019. ... more
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