1. |
A Letter From The Front
03:25
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Jeepus up and gone
Jesus down the main track
Holding out one last big deal
Honey are you coming back?
Gotta get out of the city
Anywhere will do
Gotta get out of this city
Anywhere with you
Don't get all showbiz on me
I've seen you in the nude
I know where you steal those records
It's the same place that I do
Gotta get out of the city
Anywhere will do
Gotta get out of this city
Anywhere with you
Bad as Duke Redbone
Give me the willies too
I'm on a prison phone
Can't get through to you
Gotta get out of the city
Anywhere will do
Gotta get out of this city
Anywhere with you
Sloppy skies, denim rise
Floppy hat, shields your eyes
A stranger you arrive
A stranger you leave
Read in your eyes
Words they don't believe
Gotta get out of the city
Anywhere will do
Gotta get out of this city
Anywhere with you
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3. |
On Lost Highway
03:37
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Hold on a minute, I'm sure it'll appear
Used to be there last time I was here
I'll just check, pass me the phone
What do you mean we left it at home?
Where do we go
Do we go from here?
There used to be a time I tell ya
When everything seemed so damn, so damn clear
Make up your mind you're causing confusion
Was it a sign, was it an illusion?
I'll ask that man, slam on the brakes
He's drunk carry on what a mistake
Where do we go
Do we go from here?
There used to be a time I tell ya
When everything seemed so damn, so damn clear
Where do we go
Do we go from here?
There used to be a time I tell ya
When everything seemed so damn, so damn clear
Let's take a breath and get it together
Pretty nice around here, you can't fault the weather
Have you noticed it's getting all narrow?
Tarmac's gone, we're running on gravel
Hold on a minute, I'm sure it'll appear
Used to be there last time I was here
I'll just check, pass me the phone
What do you mean we left it at home?
Where do we go
Do we go from here?
There used to be a time I tell ya
When everything seemed so damn, so damn clear
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4. |
Corduroy Cap
02:45
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Corduroy Cap, broadsheet ballads
Eats cold potatoes with oily salads
Likes Bob Dylan and Phil Ochs
Quick-witted with his topical jokes
He plays all the places rowdy and boozey
Wants to come over as Big Bill Broonzy
But nobody's buying that
Skinny guy in corduroy cap
Dig the cap
Corduroy Cap, he's got some balls
Leads the singing in the workingman's halls
If there's a march or there's a strike
Here he comes on his bike
Corduroy Cap, he finds the place
Knows that he's part of a dying race
It's a hard sell for sure
When nobody's listening anymore
Anymore
Stick to the old ones, son
Don't bother with the topical ones
Sadder the better
Wet all our eyelids
That's where it's at
The singalong Irish
Pass around the corduroy cap
Let's give this boy a clap
He's having a crack at that
Pity that the louts at the back
Don't see that
Corduroy Cap, broadsheet ballads
Eats cold potatoes with oily salads
Likes Bob Dylan and Phil Ochs
Quick-witted with his topical jokes
He plays all the places rowdy and boozey
Wants to come over as Big Bill Broonzy
But nobody's buying that
Skinny guy in corduroy cap
Dig the cap
No nobody's buying that
Skinny guy in corduroy cap
Dig the cap
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5. |
Travelling Shoes
04:43
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I stood at the crossroads wondering
Wondering which way to choose
What the hell if I step like a pony
I got brand new travelling shoes
Travelling bag, travelling suit
Walking away the blues
Don't weep like a stone on my pillow
I got brand new travelling shoes
And I got them from a jazzman
He said 'Man, the looks all wrong'
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on
Yes I got them from a jazzman
He said 'Man, the looks all wrong'
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on
When life's a busted trombone
Leaves you crying on a pew
Remember the good lord gave us
Brand new travelling shoes
Travelling bag, travelling suit
Walking away the blues
Don't weep like a stone on my pillow
I got brand new travelling shoes
And I got them from a jazzman
He said 'Man, the looks all wrong'
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on
Yes I got them from a jazzman
He said 'Man, the looks all wrong'
He put them down, I picked them up
And danced off with them on
I stood at the crossroads wondering
Wondering which way to choose
What the hell if I step like a pony
I got brand new travelling shoes
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6. |
Jump The Jive
02:24
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Come on over to the shack
Place beside the railroad track
You can see its smoking stack
When the blues come, jump the jive
When you're down, ain't got jack
When you're feeling out of whack
It's the place that'll pull you back
When the blues come, jump the jive
We could dance together
Every Saturday night
Like birds of feather
Nestle up close, I won't bite
You won't need a ticket
Nothing fancy to wear
Just crawl through the thicket, honey
Call my name, I'll be there
You won't need no uppers, no
Take it from a man who knows
You'll feel high, head to toe
When the blues come, jump the jive
Come on over to the shack
Place beside the railroad track
You can see its smoking stack
When the blues come, jump the jive
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7. |
Raising Up The Dinosaurs
04:00
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Took industrial amounts of medicine
The streets became a zoo
But they played damn good rock n roll
Made you feel their feelings too
I'm raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
With new instruments of power
Show us what we're looking for
Raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
Give them their time back in the sun
Now it's move on son, no musicians
I'll arrest you if I catch you next time
Hey, are you carrying drugs?
No? Any chance you wanna buy some?
I'm raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
With new instruments of power
Show us what we're looking for
Raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
Give them their time back in the sun
Moving, get everybody moving
Moving, get everybody moving
I'm raising up the dinosaurs
You know those were the days
Air guitar to purple haze
And rocky mountain way
I'm raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
With new instruments of power
Show us what we're looking for
Raising up the dinosaurs
This world needs the troubadours
Give them their time back in the sun
Moving, get everybody moving
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8. |
Captain Olsen
04:19
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24 hrs on the world wide web
Still haven't found Jerry's painting yet
Old salt Captain Olsen
Ship snapping at the wind
Maddened seas you toil
Such wretched songs you sing
Grizzled Captain Olsen
Curses loud and vile
All in a state of flux
Below a peculiar smile
He came down from the snowlands
Stepping out of every shadey land
In ports of cityscapes
Where the work and the wages and the wars are made
48 hrs on the world wide web
Still haven't found Jerry's painting yet
Along the pearl horizon
A shape most shadowy
Sea dog Captain Olsen
Sails the timeless seas
There came an evil tempest
That ran his ship aground
The crew jumped for their lives
But the captain he went down
He came down from the snowlands
Stepping out of every shadey land
In ports of cityscapes
Where the work and the wages and the wars are made
He came down from the snowlands
Stepping out of every shadey land
In ports of cityscapes
Where the work and the wages and the wars are made
Farewell Captain Olsen
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9. |
Olives
03:41
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Didn't see them coming
Just heard their hammers ring
Feet on cobbles drumming
Olives wall to wall
Didn't see them coming
Blind guitarist played
Fury bulls a-running
Olives wall to wall
Didn't see them coming
Fear simply numb
Who for what why gunning
OIives wall to wall
Didn't see them coming
Lizards in the sun
Above this trench I'm done in
Olives wall to wall
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10. |
Burger Bar Bay
03:30
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I am many miles away
From where I should be
Hiding in a hideaway
Gazing out to sea
High tide in the channel
Ships sail by my way
While pigeons grey the skies
Around Burger Bar Bay
Alone with the driftwood
The wind and the salty spray
Noting down seabirds
That pass my way today
Migrate over winter
Down Africa way
While pigeons grey the skies
Around Burger Bar Bay
While pigeons grey the skies
Around Burger Bar Bay
Sanderling and curlew
Golden plover and you
On the mud below where the traffic flies
What am I going to do?
I am many miles away
From where I should be
Hiding in a hideaway
Gazing out to sea
High tide in the channel
Ships sail by my way
While pigeons grey the skies
While pigeons grey the skies
Around Burger Bar Bay
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11. |
Farewell Marcy
03:27
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Farewell, farewell Marcy
Our planets went astray
How good we were
Remember it that way
We caught an early evening flight
Farewell, farewell Marcy
We kept bad company
High speed wrecks
In junkyard misery
We landed in the sand at night
Land of opportunity
We couldn't get one right
Land of opportunity
We couldn't get one right
Farewell, farewell Marcy
We rode the radio waves
Hardscrabble ground
Into our crystal cave
We danced until we were bled white
Land of opportunity
We couldn't get one right
Land of opportunity
We couldn't get one right
Las Vegas
What happens there's meant to stay there
Las Vegas
Was where gambled each other away
Farewell, farewell Marcy
Our planets went astray
How good we were
Remember us that way
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12. |
Rain
05:09
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It's a blue time
Blue time
It's a blue time
Blue time
Falling on my head from a power hose.
Filling my boots, soaking my clothes.
It's coming down.
Weatherman said it would be fine;
I'll fine him for this new T-shirt of mine.
It's coming down.
You said that I'm an open book
You read to pass the time, take another look
Between the lines
I've waited all day at the time and place
Now I struggle down the road looking for your face
Between the lines
Here one comes but the
Headlights are burning my eyes
It moves too fast and I
Sense I might be wasting my time
No point in rushing, working up a sweat
I'm as wet as I'm gonna get
It's coming down
Too much for nothing I fear to believe
A dark horse I ride, a tangled web I leave
As I go down
Here one comes but the
Headlights are burning my eyes
It moves too fast and I
Sense I might be wasting my time
It's a blue time
Blue time
It's a blue time
Blue time
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13. |
The Night I Waited
02:30
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Jumbotown Sydney, Australia
Jumbotown is the acoustic singer songwriting duo of Mike Davies and Paul Ivor Jones
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