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God Drinks At The Sando `The Whitlams`

He'll come in and sit by me In the grainy light of four o'clock He sits on his hands a lot He's kind of nervous I don't think he's got much money But he's got the time of day 'Cause God drinks

I Was Alive `The Whitlams`

been blood, and theres been biting Theres been Lizzie Taylor Richard Burton fighting Its all gone bad, thats alright Cause god I was alive God I was alive You found your schoolgirl French somewhere

Royal In The Afternoon `The Whitlams`

I won't drink, I won't smoke Won't get home at a hundred o'clock Nobody goin' to satisfy me Except you and the baby and the colour TV I was always in my prime Now I'm falling over the line The boys are

Thank You (for loving me at my worst) `The Whitlams`

movement You took it on, you took it on board I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst" If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up?

Fondness Makes The Heart Grow Absent `The Whitlams`

I woke twice last night, walked to the window Looked down at the gravestones guarding St Patricks in the snow And I thought if that's where it all ends I should get home again with you When fondness

You Sound Like Louis Burdett `The Whitlams`

Had a little bit to drink There's a little thing I want at a do out East Nothing too emotional, my good miss I couldn't be serious in a room full of jack-knife eyes Stop talking 'bout the years -

Been Away Too Long `The Whitlams`

Everything looks strange to me like a recurring dream I think I know what's coming, til it turns out wrong Ive been away, away too long I cant change where Ive been the bad Ive done and seen But my heart

Pretty As You `The Whitlams`

looks His music is better than it sounds When he won't speak Still waters run deep All of this is true When you're as pretty as you Yeah anything is true When you're as pretty as you He likes the

Melbourne `The Whitlams`

She paints pictures on the wall She eats all of the garden And has an aversion to conviction And she calls her dog "the bear" In love with this girl And with her town as well Walking 'round the

White Horses `The Whitlams`

All the white horses are dragged below the sea What goes on in there?

Stay With Me `The Whitlams`

Youre watching the Sunday night movie Im looking at the gun-grey dawn way below me frozen quiet The line goes dead before Ive had my fill of words of reassurance That my home is still my home, its something

Out The Back `The Whitlams`

I wake and the sun has returned Trees with their majesty back I walk down to the sea Yeah, I'll borrow some wax I can sit out here like a teabag No more exercise for me Now I've made it out the back Breathing

Tonight `The Whitlams`

You can go to bed Wednesday youre a wanted man And wake up someone else Your oldest friends on the sweetest night Now even they cant help And you run to stay still You hope your heart explodes Your

Breathing You In `The Whitlams`

I'm awake You sleep on and on When you wake my head is resting on your shoulder I'm breathing you in I'm breathing you in Don't get up I'm in heaven Close your eyes it's only half past seven The day's

You Gotta Love This City `The Whitlams`

really full, and his girlfriend had a boyfriend The houses all the same, now here's the rain Not falling but collapsing at his feet Deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm He wishes the

Make The World Safe `The Whitlams`

I know they all want you With your Desdemona's eyes I'll keep you from danger Save you from prying eyes I can make the world safe for you Come and live over here I can make the world safe for

Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2) `The Whitlams`

Charlie you're not my Charlie anymore you're screwing it up You're killing your soul with an audience looking on If I hadn't left early last night I would have made a speech to you How you're not the

Made Me Hard `The Whitlams`

You made me hard, you made me cold I was simple, but now I know Nobody wants to be the weak one We all want to go from strength to strength You made me hard, you made me strong I was simple

Year Of The Rat `The Whitlams`

Creeping into town with all these changes in my head Funny how my old haunts all look new A taxi from the airport to the Paris end of King Ill drop my bags Ill see whos in My dirty streets My fabulous

High Ground `The Whitlams`

You've got your favourite programmes The bird, the dog, two cats One of your babies will always Ring on the weekend for a chat A beautiful garden Too easily getting out of hand How can you concentrate

Fancy Lover `The Whitlams`

Gone crazy trying to keep up with her Its like youre standing in the darkness In the theatre up the back Joining her ovation When you wish you could distract her take her home You had to try Dont some

Ease Of The Midnight Visit `The Whitlams`

Show me a way to stop lovin you And I'll stop coming 'round Your flatmate in the front room, He thinks he may have found - The last of the teenage lovers Surprised by what I feel The last of the teenage

400 Miles From Darwin `The Whitlams`

We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here One among the hundreds, crying for the millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves

Beauty In Me `The Whitlams`

Cross-legged on the front lawn shes had a bad pill The lights of the city they can all go to hell Itll all come good if she can put in the hours She wants to get into film but its gonna take years

Beautiful As You `The Whitlams`

Travelling the world from side to side From Pocket Mountain to the Apples eye Like a misanthrope on Halloween Im hiding Under a tapestry of stone hung from the sky But in all the oceans blur, the planes

Coming Over `The Whitlams`

Can you divide the meaning By the number of your words? The money in your pocket By the masters that you serve?

Blow Up The Pokies `The Whitlams`

There was the stage, two red lights and a dodgy P.A.

Cries Too Hard `The Whitlams`

Torch the moon, burn the schools She wrote in red on her bedroom wall - "Nothing's pure", the paint runs to the floor She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How

Keep The Light On `The Whitlams`

We stumble into each others lives and we knock some things over Try not to make a sound Each time you reach out, a new shout or shine-on We run in and fall out, fumble around for the key Ill always

My Floor Is Her Ceiling `The Whitlams`

Her floor's my ceiling I know what goes on He finishes her quickly And then he gets up to go She walks to the lounge room And puts on a tape Lights up an Alpine And settles in for the night