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STRUGGLE TOWN (SENTIMENTAL)

I wanna be sentimental in the morning and make love to you
but I doubt we’ll make it past first base, cause my breathe it smells like fuel
fighting fires with my mouth open wide I’m a toxic mess
all the after effects of booze wrapped in greasy food and complete in digest

and I feel like I should have wised up by now, but so should have you,
so fuck it, lets make out, and pretend were still into it too

and I’m completely grossed out by me,
you seem fine with it, which is lucky,
cause we can continue this way for days,
and Ill shower 3 more times today,
see if that washes this feeling away, away

My crooked teeth are starting to look permanently stained
any my pink gums are turning pale and off grey
my stomach frowns, and my lungs they cant keep up
and everything I eat goes straight through me

and im forever spilling food on my jeans
thought it would be eassier to keep dark clothes clean
somebody told me to always just wear black
but now ive got suspicious white stains on my crutch and my knees


MAIDA VALE

Maida Vale, Kewdale, Eastern Hills, and were stuck on the Midland line
Mandurah, Rockingham, got on the train to butler drunk at 2am

Outer Suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked you wanna drive home
Outer suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked if you wanna drink and drive

Cottesloe, lets go home, Subiaco sucks, and I long for the hills
Kalamunda, Forrest Field, Duncraig, Balga the Morley jail

Outer Suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked you wanna drive home
Outer suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked if you wanna drink and drive

40 bucks in a taxi to the city tonight
40 bucks back home

Canning vale, Heathridge, shopping centres with butchers and fashion stores
Greenwood, Aveley, Kardinya, and I don’t know where I’ve been

Outer Suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked you wanna drive home
Outer suburbs living is sweet cause the rent is cheap but fucked if you wanna drink and drive

All the best bars close at midnight
40 minute wait for the 1am train
Walking through drive thrus at 2am
Passed out on the neighbour’s lawn at 4


COYOTE

We can keep the light low when you call
turning pictures into photographs of all of us
refrigerate the fear until its warm
this will be the end of us all
this will be the end of us all
But not tonight

Draw Bridges not swords
Put it in Pen, Put it on the wall
Flying tigers in the dark
this will be the end of us all
this will be the end of us all
But not tonight

Broken bones and bloody claws
drink cheap wine and let it go
lying tyrants in our hearts
this will be the end of us all
this will be the end of us all
But not tonight


BETTER

It’s been 7 short years
with nothing to show for it
A hustlers resume
and a new desire for spirits

I’ve made some friends
But mostly acquaintances
I have no influence
and no one cares what I’m writing

If you can do better
If you can do better than I can
If you can do better
Then why haven’t you even tried yet

I ask myself what went wrong
was it my management or your songs
did we drink too much
did we piss important people off

what if we made it
what if we were still friends
what if I hadn’t changed
and nothing you said was exaggerated

If you can do better
If you can do better than I can
If you can do better
Then why haven’t you even tried yet

Don’t wanna sound jaded
I’m sorry if I sound pissed off
None of this is about you
Though I know you wish it was

If you can do better
If you can do better than I can
If you can do better
Then why haven’t you even tried yet


SPORT

I liked sport when I was very young
now im far too old and un fit to run
I never got picked first or last at lunch
then it got too rough and I found art

and I dont wanna feel like im being a stick in the mud
now my only sport is masturbation when im drunk
I bet your proud of me Nan

I like to go out drinking at bars and pubs
better if the band is really loud
then I dont have to pretend I know what your talking about
fuck the gym, you look just like everyone else

and I dont wanna feel like im being a stick in the mud
in a couple of years when all the burritos and beers catch up
I’ll be a fat cunt


RYAN ADAMS

Ryan, what is it that you want
but this whole towns evolved, from backwards shopping malls

Adams, you’ll never leave the garden
you’re the snake that tastes the virgins, collecting peoples souls

If you wade in the river then the rivers gonna wash you away

Riot, on the streets of old London
killing fucking fuss and fumbling, oh I’m chord beneath the soul

and I Waited, for the bus all morning
and I didn’t know that they had changed the route, so I had to walk home

If you wade in the river then the rivers gonna wash you away

Quiet, in the town where you grew up
heartbreaker in the mud, cardinals of nothing good

Fired, from the job you worked as a kid
your losing all your confidence, oh I think we might have just slipped

If you wade in the river then the rivers gonna wash you away


CHUMPS

Oh hey, I didn’t see you there
I know your lying it’s the reason you stood where your standing now
Why waste our time tonight
People like you make me question my choices in life
You should know

O-oblivious is selfish
I know you don’t mean it
But you’re ruining my evening just by being here

I’ve been planning this for weeks
Promoted heavily and told every delegate that I meet
Then you caught my eye across the bar
There goes that major label A&R rep
You should know

O-oblivious is selfish
I don’t need these questions
Why can’t we just be a little less than acquaintances

O-oblivious is selfish
I know you don’t mean it
But you’re ruining my evening just by being here

Why do you try
Did you waste your life
Well don’t waste mine

Your actually fire
Burn the family home down
With the wife and kids inside

While you cry
Try to put them out
Your setting them alight

Their hair is smoke
They cough and choke
Watch their little faces melt

They Don’t hate
But they blame you
For ruining their lives


NOT NOW

I believe in fucking up to learn
make mistakes and wear down all your nerves
soon enough you’ll be old enough to know
that what you lost, you lost a long time ago

Well I’ve been wasted for 27 years
but not in that way that shames my families names
My lack of skills and risks have me bland
I don’t know if I can ever take that back

but no, not know, not ever, no never
but no, somehow, forever, you’ll never learn

I got drunk and stumbled around my house
half naked and mumbling shit that doesn’t make sense
anorexic kid full piss and vinegar
fuck I wrecked myself just see how wrecked I could get

but no, not know, not ever, no never
but no, somehow, forever, you’ll never learn

We can be lions and lie in the dirt until we break apart. or we can be higher and hope to hell that this never hurts and we never learn

but no, not know, not ever, no never
but no, somehow, forever, you’ll never learn


WHEN A STRANGER CALLS

I fell into a fire
I fell into a fire and it burns me up
I gotta do what I want
I gotta do what I want just to survive

When a stranger calls I’m fine, tell them I’m trying, I’m trying

I fell into a storm
I fell into a storm and it blew my mind
I gotta tell you the truth
I gotta tell you I’m frustrated all the time

When a stranger calls I’m fine, tell them I’m trying, I’m trying

this will all be over soon, you tell me that, like your telling the truth
this will all be over soon, lie to me, I’ll lie to you

I fell onto the floor
I fell onto the floor repeatedly
I gotta get back up
I gotta get back up before you leave

When a stranger calls I’m fine, tell them I’m trying, I’m trying


20,000 DOUCHE CANOES IN A FIELD OF SWEATY FLAILING LIMBS

breathe heavy deep and wallow in the deafening sound
drown yourself in amber aluminium fuel

lie down, lie down, in the sun

throw ourselves around in mud and swelling heat
soon we’ll be too drunk to stand on just two feet

lie down, lie down, in the sun


LUC LONGLEY

You look lonely, so lonely
What your feeling is valid, its real, I have it, and I know it won’t leave
You look terrified, and I know why
There’s a lot of bad habits, lot of bad habits left to Shake

Browsing cut outs from a carpet catalogue
You can tell, you can tell, you can tell that we hate ourselves

Try something, try anything
Not a lot left and you’re not quite ready to run
Welcome to the age of the over stimulated
There’s a lot of bad habits, lot of bad habits left to break

Browsing cut outs from a carpet catalogue
You can tell, you can tell, you can tell that we hate ourselves

Welcome to the age of the over educated
Stupid and boring, and morally fucked in the face
We can never feel this drunk on anything
There’s a lot of bad habits, lot of bad habits left to create

Browsing cut outs from a carpet catalogue
You can tell, you can tell, you can tell that we hate ourselves


BALLS 

I’m feeling coarse, I’m feeling strained
My legs hurt, but I’m kneeling
I got this tension in my veins
Here comes the quiet

And I’m mad, I’m mad as hell

I haven’t slept, but I’m not awake
My teeth shake and tremble
I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling far away
Here comes the quiet

And I’m mad, I’m mad as hell

Were so far down, I’m so far down
Everything buckles from the weight
My skin cracks and breaks
Here comes, here comes the quiet

and I’m mad, I’m mad as hell

brittle bones twist and shake
You pick me up, I pull you down
I’m feeling rough, I’m wide awake
Here comes the quiet

And I’m mad, I’m mad as hell

 

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