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1. |
You Know What I Mean?
04:35
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I’m making up for all the bad things I’ve done
By keeping my mind alive
To the idea I might be back again
And again and again and again whoa til I get it right
I’m making up for all the bad things I’ve said
By keeping my plants alive
All my tongues watered -
YEAH punish me: ’cause I like it that way I like it that way I like it that way
Whooo I love you baby
I’m not sorry I cannot be sorry,
You know what I mean?
Yeah I love you baby and
The only thing blushing’s
The sky in the morning
Oh oh oh oh
I’m making up for all the wrong things I’ve been
By keeping myself alive
And seen seen seen
For everything…. For everything everything ev e ry thing
I’m making up for what happened last night
By bringing you coffee
And smiling in the places
Where I should be hurting yeah I should be hurting
Whooo I love you baby
I’m not sorry I’ll never be sorry,
You know what I mean?
Yeah I love you baby and
The sky in the morning’s
The only thing blushing
Oh oh oh oh
Yeah I’m making up for all the bad things I’ve done
By staying accountable
To nobody nobody nobody
Nobody nobody nobody
No-one but myself
Oh oh oh oh none but myself
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2. |
Chop Wood, Carry Water
04:29
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Well I’m a pretty monkey dancing in a gilded cage
Wiping my mascara to the corners of my fay-ace
Oh dance little one, shake your tail on cue-ooh
What’s a lucky motherlovin’ girl to do but
Chop wood and carry water -
Sweep my floor and keep the or^or^der
Another day down paid toeing the line
‘nother day done gone doing what’s mine
Well I don’t know what I don’t know -
When the border’s gonna open or the shop’s gonna blowwww
Yeah I could pull my knife for ev’ry fucker in the road -
But my road is a circle where the cops drive slow
Put your hand on my heart in the heat of the sun
Whatever you be thinking it be already thunk
All the things for doing have been done, many times done
Whatever way you slice it there ain’t no new cuts you better
Chop wood carry water
Put another log up on your fire
Get your head steady pull your t-shirt ohhh-on
The mouths won’t stop until you’re all-falled-down
With my hand on my heart in the heat of the sun:
Whatever you be thinking it be already thunk -
Yeah all the things for doing have been many times done.
Whatever way you slice it there ain’t no new cuts...
...Take care of your scheming you might lose your plot
Better you be dreaming if you know what’s what
Whiiile you chop wood carry water
At the top of the mountain or out on the corner
If you big in the morning, small yourself upon the altar
Eat a quart of reason ‘til your coffee kicks you oh-onnnn
Put your tunes on your phone get your vibration tight -
Don’t be the baby left out in the night
Light the lamp on your fairy tale
Watch them ’ittle wings glisten on the slime of your trail
Half is half more, fuller than wrung out
Paint your lips red for the frame of the shout, eh yeah -
Chop wood carry water
Sweep your floor and keep the order
Another day at the coalface….
...down the mine
Ev’ry motherlover knows how to make her shit rhyme
Ev’ry motherlover knows how to make her ...rhyme
A motherlover knows how to make her shit rhyme
A motherlover knows how to make her shit rhyme
Wheee!
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3. |
The Lake Saint George
03:10
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Life is love looking for action
Clarity seeking a scene
And the call of the space between
The Hours
Through which we lean
I saw you laughing out the side of your face
As the car wheels traced the Lake Saint George…
I couldn’t make out what you were thinking
But I nodded my head and I
STAYED MY COURSE
Oh I folded away yeah
I fold away
Waiting for you to HEAR
Past the motor of your mind
Through the machine of time
To the sound of a change of gears to a
LIFE of love looking for new threads
Clarity speaking her dream
And the call of the space between
The Hours
Through which we lean -
Gets me thinking of the fires we made as we
Laid out for the rich black dirt
Cooling arms around the trunks of a long loving
Leftover species of driiiied wood
As new mountains rose and old ones fall:
Our bodies knew to pace them all
Be-tween wings milling wind
For theirrrr white seconds breaking
Blues what no-one knows the names to call…
Call….
For we fold them away yeah
We fold away
Wait-a-while to hear things clear
Past the motors of our minds
Through the machine of time
To the sound of our eternal change-of-gears
Oh yes: I’, really glad you’re come so far -
Clearly swinging through the scene; you left me
searching for my thing
I was to find it upon my knees
Now I know
Life is honouring the hard road
Knowing there’s a faster road through;
But that those longest gone get themselves
Back home -yeah- with eyes and arms and tongues and thoughts anew
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If you gotta go go go now -
Hit the road and don’t look back
If there’s one thing, I know…
If you gotta go you gotta go now
If you got to go, you got to go now
Oh when you go: you’re gonna find out
Sometimes it’s the only way
To learn what you need to know
Yeah if you gotta go, go go now
Leave the rails and cut your track
...I...I went a long time trying to stand still
Holding things in I shoulda let you in
It woulda been alright
You’d still get where you’re going to
Do what you gotta do
And I would’ve been alright too
Eh if you gotta go go go now
Hit the road and don’t look back
This gig’s a game
Forget your name
Run sink swim darling do your thing
And if you gotta go… GO NOW
OH I’m sorry babe...
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I am a lucky one
I know to spin and face the sun
Oh I’m a cause and I’m a-come
To fit and fix my falls
Ooh I’m a funny one
Ooh I’m a honey’ed lung
I wing all my filling fun
fWinning when I face the sun
And all-forgived my selves
And you know how too -
Run along your ribbon blue
Let it furl and flick you through
To face the sun
Drop your hands
Don’t reach for no
Compromised plan
No need to stand
Lie down, if you must
To face the sun
Ooh I’m a lucky one
I spit and touch and kiss and come
I will and wish and cover-none
And I rule all my selves
And I’m even-whole when I’m alone
Only a fool for a fallow fit and then
I’m spun….
Only a fool for a fallow fit and then
I’m spun
To face the sun
You should try it some...time
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6. |
You Want What I've Got
04:43
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I thought that all my drinking’d put my worried mind to rest
Instead I am still thinking, it’s all that I’ve got left -
For I blew my lot on sailors, musicians took the rest
Except for one sweet rotten core, it’s true they got my best
Still you want what I’ve got
‘Cause you want what you are not….
Yeah and all tomorrow’s parties I have crammed into yesterday
My body’s run itself outta town more times than I can say
And you say it’s all for attention
You say it’s all for show
Just because I choose to live my life in a way you’ll never know
Yeah you want what I’ve got
‘Cause you need what you are not
And you need me to make your skin feel real
You need me to get your heartache healed …oh...yes...you…
Yeah well I am just a dance, course no man can pin me down
And no woman’s got my number even though I’ve thrown it ‘round
Yes I am just a player with no chips to fill my cup
I’m down for now but later I will *magic* fill it up
And it is all just for attention yes it is all just for show!
And the way I’m going to live my life is the way I’m going to go
And you want what I’ve got
‘Cause you need what you are not
And you need me to make your skin feel real
You need me to get your heartache healed
...to make your life feel filled oh lordy lordy lordy oh oh…
Yes you do
You
You need me
Mm hmm
Hoped that all my drinking’d put this harried corpse to rest
Instead I am still standing… just look like a mess still
You you want what I’ve got
‘Cause you need what you are not
You need me to make your skin feel real
You need me to get your heartache healed
Oh yes you do
You need me
Yes…
Yes you do.
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7. |
Too, Somebody
03:02
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Somebody’s impressing somebody
Somebody’s… undressing somebody down
Oooh well.
When white bodies tan their own they’s mocking envy of the brown
Oh well
All heavens are hells
No lovers confessing no loving
Now loving’s an old-fashioned noun
Hell but win somebody - prove me wrong
‘Cause I need someone to come along until
All seasons = One wheel
...one apple to appeal
Once budding blooming now I’m falling
Nobody makes fun like this champ going down
Hoo - but when sunned bodies fill the room
It’s so tough to dance and keep your tune
I do it so well
Ooh….Ooh...Ooh...Ooh
Oh Lord
Oh LORD
(SOLO)
You winsome bodies!
Come on and fill the room
‘Cause I love to dance and
Sing my tune
I do it so well
When some bodies fill the room
It’s uh, tough to dance and sing my truth oh but you
Winsome bodies: go on and fill the room - for
I just have to dance and sing my tune
I do it so well
I do it so well
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You got a heart-shaped face baby, feel the love
You are NOT too much and you ARE enough!
You've done it hard... now do it light
You get to choose how you feel it tonight
You got a heart-shaped way baby, turn it up
One hand on the dial, one eye on the cup -
Kick off your shoes, stop reading the news,
You know the truth and the truth ain't the blues!
Oh it's a beautiful life, a beautiful lie
A beautiful life
One hell of a ride
Yeah it's a beautiful life, a beautiful lie
A beautiful life
One hell of a ride...
Yeah the heart-shaped way baby, give it a shot:
We do not need more than what we have got and
Oh and we get it EVERYTHING, when we GIVE OUR LOVE AWAY
Stand in the light babe, and feel what I say...
One hell of a ride
Yeah it's a beautiful life, a beautiful lie
A beautiful life
One hell of a ride...
Whoa...
Yeah you got a heart-shaped face baby, feel the love -
You are NOT too much, and you ARE ENOUGH
We've done it hard, now we're doing light,
We get to choose how we feel it tonight!
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9. |
I Know You
04:02
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You’re so serious, I’m so free
Remember the afternoon we did meet:
An aching North and South and yet
Nervous baby, longing to connect
We’re so young, I’m so sold -
Though you grow dark when I grow bold
And I can’t fathom where you are
You’re so foreign, but you can’t be far
I know you
I see you
I remember you
You look worried when I talk this way
But baby there’s nothing that you won’t say
The air up there must be so rare -
Come on down, it’s closer here
I know you
I see you
I remember you
Oh we’ll pull away when we’re called up to
Do all the things we are supposed to do
And maybe our line will get broke into
But I’ll remember you, ‘cause I remember you
I know you
I see you
I remember you
You’re so serious, I’m so free -
Remember the afternoon we did meet….
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10. |
Headn South
04:33
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They met at the country fair.
He didn’t like her flaming hair.
She didn’t like his blatant stare.
They got it on, right then and there.
And he didn’t know her, dirt from gold - at the time she had no bills to fold - but at the time he’d had no heart to care they just got it on, and left it there.
And then she went north and he stayed south. They lost touch, but for word of mouth. And there would’ve been no more tale to mind.
Except, she’d left her good heart behind.
Yep they hooked at the country fair, and though he hadn’t liked her flaming hair, and she could barely stand that blatant stare - they’d got it on, n’well, they left it there…
And no she didn’t miss a thing to start (she didn’t know she had a heart) but an hole got aired, and over moons he kept on coming into her tunes.
And that hole she felt grew more and more - with ev’ry breath went there to store - until she had to sort it out… so she point’ that gaping chest to south…
And drove it to the country where she thought she’d find her aching fair neglected pulsing missing care and the man she reckoned held it there.
Nah she hadn’t missed one thing to start - she never knew she had a heart - she just knew like a simple thing: that they had more’n just ONE good song to sing…
[solo]
So she sought him on his country, fair, though she could only speak with flaming hair: but then he said it all with a flaming stare -
And they got it on once more, n’took it from there!
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11. |
Still F*cking Up
02:53
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The ghosts of my deeds are haunting me
Ev’ry record that I keep damns the moment I’ve been
I put away the spoon that put the sugar in my tea
But I still fuck it up in the way that I mind things
I’m still fucking up In the way that I mind me
Bobby we went halves in a two-moon guitar
- hasn’t done the work that it could’ve this far -
My fingers got lazy round that pickle-ing-jar
My thinking goes hazy when I try to start -
A life of second-guessing makes the clock tick fast
A life bent on regretting makes that clock tick ...HARD!
Uh Lord come down and harry me YEAH
Kick me out of the troubles I seen
Cause I can’t get bought
And I will not get sold
And when I get on my coat
Just got to finger the holes…!
The ghosts of my deeds are haunting me
Ev’ry record I make damns the woman I’ve been
I’ve put away the spoon that put the sugar in my tea
But I still fuck it up in the way that I mind things
I’m still fucking up in the way that I mind me!
The ghosts of my deeds are haunting me
Ev’ry record I make damns the woman I’ve been
I’ve put away the spoon that put the sugar in my tea
But I still fuck it up in the way that I mind things
I’m still fucking up in the way that I mind…
And don't I know it babe.
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12. |
Ode Canadia
03:51
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Baby put on that old blue cotton shirt
The one that feels so soft and warm against your hard old heart
No I don’t think
We can be friends again
But let me remember what I liked about you
Yeah well sometimes when I think of you
All got-up on your drunk
With your face as dark and happy as the moon
I can believe that I believed that I could give up most of me
For only half of half of half of half of you
Well you sleep in that same old little place
And you drink at that same-same bar
Where everybody’s always known your little name
YEah but nobody ever knew exactly who you were oh…
SOLO
You’ll always sleep in the same old little bed
You’ll always drink at a same-same bar
Where everybody’s always known your funny face
Yeah but nobody ever knew exactly what I was to you oh…
Baby put on that old blue cotton shirt
The one that felt so soft n warm against your cold hard heart
No I don’t think
We can be friends again
But let me remember what I liked about you
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13. |
Breathe Little One
03:57
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FREE in the moment
FREE to meet your heart
FREE to love forever
FAR from the daylit dark
All those lonely times when you were high
Torching down the guts of life with your holy fire
You were
FREE in the moment
FREE to know your heart
FREE to love forever
FAR from the daylit dark
Do not do not beat yourself up
Leaning on bars metaphorical and more
Do not regret the pictures you store
Always alone precious unknown
You cannot forget but do not regret
Being
FREE in the moment
FREE to be your heart
FREE to love forever
FAR from the daylit dark FREE…
And when you are little inside of yourself
Take one long breath and remember yourself…
All those lovely times when you were high
Tearing at the guts of life in your holy fight and
Breathe little one
Breathe little one be free...
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Jackie Marshall Brisbane, Australia
Post-Buddhist Keynesian Equanimist into Heart-Centred Anarchy and Dinner Parties.
“That rare thing: an Aussie original” The Weekend Australian
“a left-field legend in the making” Rhythms
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