Back On The Borderline

From the bar to the bedroom Im swimming in the neon
Lighted pictures of a redhead, plasticoated hot on
And sometimes when that mirror shows
The smile of disbelief
Stained signature of nightmares
Theyre stolen by the thief
Im back on the borderline
Yes Im back on the borderline
By the end make a bet and only place is laminex
Laugh a lot cry a lot salt and pepper supper sex
And sometimes when that magic of the moment
Fails the test
In retrospect that diamond day
Did not make second best
And sometimes when a thousand voices
Tell you that youre wrong
A saint in any form
Becomes a sinner all along
(james/garrett/hirst)

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Barest Degree

I am gone, cant waste more time
I said, not quite joking
The fire has gone the big trees stand
The underground is smoking
Remember nothing youve been told
Means anything to me
And everything you hold is mine
In the barest degree
I walked up to the park
The lion rock was weeping
I walked on to the grave
The lizard king was sleeping
Remember nothing youve been told...
The days draw long, too long to count
Cushioned by the wasting
Restless age, the rusted temple
A place of my own making
No matter what else youve been told
Its still all up to me
And everything you own, is mine

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Capricornia

Capricornia don't walk away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia don't leave me here
dying in the back of your land.
In the evening things all fall apart
they crawl away dying in the bushes alone
in the morning well I see myself
see myself as a Christ like figure walking.
In the evening things all fall apart
they crawl away
drowning in the setting sun
in the morning well I see myself
I see myself as a father mother brother sister.
Capricornia don't walk away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia don't fade away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia it's a free ride
capricornia.

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Sleep

So youve got the blues
The evening wore out your shoes
To a shuffling beat
Its a colourful crowd
Spraycan information
Cover the lonely station
Checkpoint for the state of the nation
On the missionbeat beat
The radio drug
Wayward destinations
Secondhand sensation
In the back of the cell
The plug and the cord
Shoulder dislocation
Bruised in isolation
In the eye of the storm
Writing on walls
Cross my heart confusion
Looking for a new solution
Its the heat of the land

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Bullroarer

In the desert in the dry
Before the breaking of the rain
The temperature in the shade
Had reached a hundred and ten again
In the desert in the dry
On the overland telegraph line
Dont take the law into your own hands
Dont go looking for a fight
Ive heard the bullroarers
In the desert in the dry
Sun sits so high
Long days mile and the
Radio crackles and the bones bleached white
Its a knock-em-down storm
See the tin roof shake
Wild dog howls and the long grass
Whistles and the tall trees break
Ive seen the wild horses
Ive heard the bullroarers
Ive seen the wild horses

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Harrisburg

The empire rings
The umpires not laughing
The presidents resented,
The ambassadors a night club
You cannot get it out
Its stuff you cannot taste or see
Its stuff you cannot smell
Its stuff thats twenty times as hot
As the hottest stuff in hell
Harrisburg, oh harrisburg
The plant is melting down
The people out in harrisburg
Are getting out of town
And when the stuff gets in
You cannot get it out
The company said it would not blow
The government said it might
Harrisburg, oh harrisburg
I wonder who was right
Who can leave it behind,

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No Reaction

What do we want, we are going to be the winners or the losers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the beggars or the choosers?
Were getting no reaction
We havent heard a word
Youre almost (but not quite)
More than we deserve
So what do we want, are we going to be the does or the talkers?
And where do we go, can we separate the runners from the walkers?
So what do we do, do we want to be the givers or the takers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the movers or the makers?
So so what do we want, who do we hear?
Where do we go and what can we do?
And what would you say if it was all up to you?
(hirst/moginie/rotsey)

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No Time For Games

The raising of children, the rearing of young
Used to be simple but look what its become
The choice of career, the proper vocation
Out of your hands, all for the needs of the nation
No inhibitions with the modern child
Wasted lessons or pleasure or pain
Easy to follow your natural instinct
Easy to follow, much too hard to learn
Useless expressions and sporting aggression
Dont waste my time, I cant wait for the end of the session
What opportunity, the modern child?
Waste passion and wasted mind
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games

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Drums Of Heaven

By the time the luminous descent of the bright star unfolds
And tablets of strange love are shattered and bruised
By the time the oleander has fallen from bloom
And the tears of the crocodile water the sun
By the time you make up your mind
If ever you do
I hear the drums of heaven too
By the time paradise alley is littered with rust
And the arc of the dayglo is curtained in gloom
By the time the kidney bone cities are crumbling to dust
And the empires and all of the emirates burn
Ice on the mountain
Wind and the dust storm
Sails in the desert
Its old and exploding
Seers and the prophets
Dramas of heaven
(hirst/moginie/garrett)

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Bells & Horns In The Back Of Beyond

The southern aurora was late again
As I waited at central to take you home
Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth
You talk about the old groundling ways
Where the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand and
Never never never neverland
I get home I see them drive down
I look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell and
Smiles
Coolangatta, whats the matter?
Paradise, its a surfers world and flashing lights and real
Estate
With one last wave
Ahhh, get up and run
cause theres a beach lies quiet near the open sea
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to be
When will I be yours
When will I be mine

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