(Thomas) In the summer all the old men, they sit on their front porches, While the women comb their hair, shell their peas And wonder what they've missed
go where he wants to go. We do what he wants to do. I tell him everything I know, 'Cause I'd do anything to prove, Yeah I'd do anything to prove.
Sometimes you can say more, in a drunken hour or so Than some people get across, in a life of lying low. And sometimes you can feel more, for someone
I've got nothing to do for the rest of the day, So do you want to hang around with me? I've got nothing to do, so what do you say, And do you you want
(Thomas) Trams pass me out on St. Kilda Road, Drizzle wet and slow, like thinking, Oh oh, take me down into Young and Jacksons We'll do a bit of serious
Down in the valley, the valley so low, Lay the town over and hear the winds blow, Lay the town over and dig it all in, For what we once had will not come
(Tex Morton) I went broke in Western Queensland in 1931, Nobody would employ me so my swaggy days begun. I headed out through Charlieville to the western
(Thomas) Oh the winds they were howlin' both ragged and cold Through the grey Melbourne streets in the pre-Christmas days, And the Sisters of Mercy looked
(Thomas) I looked down the street it was bitter quiet, A gentle rain was falling all around, I looked at the brick wall, it was destitute, An uglier piece
with you, Too early with your run, son, Too early with your run. Next time you'll take anything, you wonder if you think too much, Hoping just for anything
but it's not much fun. I refuse to believe All the things that I have heard, And if you want anything And if you want anything And if you want anything
I just saw somebody down in Taylor Square, Looking awful, feeling bad in Taylor Square. And you know that I, I just walked on by, I did not even try,
(Chorus) She's got a telephone in her car, I saw her driving around. I got her number from her best friend, But I wouldn't call her for nothing, I wouldn
(Thomas) Hey, hey, I see a Melbourne girl on a rusty Malvern Star, Through the spastic Northcote streets at dawn See the way her hair's tied back, Her
(Thomas) I know you, I know your ways, And yes, I hear the things you say, But what you say and what you do Are worlds apart, when you go... Tilting at
(Thomas) And after all this time why must you be Missing in action, missing in action? And after all these years why must you be Missing in action, missing
If you were a cloud ? WPA (Kingtide) If you were a cloud you would rain on me If you were a boat I'd be all at sea Of all the things we're not I
Wide Open Road - WPA Well the drums rolled off in my forehead Guns went off in my chest Remember carrying the baby just for you Crying in the
