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Anxiety
Leaves me with nothing
Anxiety
But a head full of fear
Anxiety
Think I love you or something
I spent a weekend without you
But it felt like a year
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Weirdo's Walk
03:26
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I don't wanna make another home
A husband or a chaperone
I'm done I'm done
If what you need's a philistine
A piece to pass the time
Well I'm not one I'm not one
You said that you'd never leave me
Sorry darling but it seems you're wrong
It seems you're wrong
And they tell me I'm a millionaire
The sole surviving heir
Now that you're gone now you're gone
All that money wasted fending off divorce
I could've bought a horse
But of course
Tragedy it beckoned me
A cliff face with a lip that called my name
Called my name
Salad or a cigarette
Remembrance or regret
It's all the same all the same
All that tea we toasted
Sensibly of course
I should get back on the horse
But it's not my life it's yours
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Jean Paul Belmondo
02:39
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I’m uncomfortable lying at least most of the time
That’s one hell of a crime what you’ve hidden in that dress
If I say it I might I’m not the scholarly type
I chose to run not to fight for the fun of it I guess
What have you hidden in that dress
You’d think I’d done something wrong
the way the cops carry on
But if by gone you mean gone I’ll get going I suppose
Just say that you’ve taken ill it’s far from fitting but still
I’m far from footing the bill I’m collecting all my clothes
And you’re dressed down to your toes
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Cigarette Pose
02:44
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She tells me where and what goes and why I suppose
And how it all shows then she takes off her clothes
Cigarette pose cigarette pose
As she takes off her clothes I stare at my toes
So the saying goes and her reading lamp glows
Cigarette pose cigarette pose
As she looks at me she gets into bed
I try not to think of the things we have said
And my fingers are closed around a rose its meaning she knows
She says don’t let us suppose cigarette pose cigarette pose
We’re those people we chose
people we’re those
people we chose
We’re those people we chose
people we’re those
people we’re those
Won’t you look at us now
Look at us now won’t you look at us now
Won’t you look at us now on the curtain she closed
There’s a cigarette pose cigarette pose cigarette pose
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I Saw A Ghost
05:47
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When I thought I saw your ex-lover’s ghost
He was picking his teeth with a pin
Must have come in through the front door I suppose
You’re always coming round and leaving these things open
Coming round and leaving windows open
When I said I saw your ex-lover’s ghost
You said that I was never any fun
That the face behind the shoulder was a trick of light at most
Of all the dreams I could have dreamed I’d dreamed this one
Of all the dreams I dream I only dream this one
It goes oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Saw a ghost standing there beside you
Drew a picture of a castle and a moat he drew a boat
And behind where I stood he drew a tether
Said instead of causing heartache wrecking homes and broken bones
It’s just the accidents that draw people together
Just accidents that draw people together
He goes oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Saw a ghost standing there beside you
When I thought I saw your ex-lover’s ghost
He was watching me shave with a smile
So I held his gaze steady hand steady eye
He said if it’s okay I think I’ll stay a little while
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Lucklaster
02:44
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Black Dog
03:58
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I got a job in an office I was vacuuming the floor
When it wasn’t an office after hours eight to four
And I started drinking like I never had before
Mostly coffee in the evening but sometimes something more
In the day I was a myth not a flicker of a name
You’d think that all these men in beards and suits are just the same
For me there’s nothing different in the way you hide your shame
In a desk draw in your pocket or in a picture frame
I polished up their competence I scrubbed it ‘til it shined
I got $27 to the hour on the dime
I kept what others threw away I sold what was mine
I bought a jacket and a hat it was the fashion at the time
You’d be excused not for thinking it was something I had planned
You’d be old enough by now to know your mutton from your lamb
You’d be stubborn you’d be stupid to think I gave a damn
In the morning in the evening it’s two fingers or a dram
Black dog in the bucket
Black dog by my shoe
Black dog just my luck
It’s the black dog black dog
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Yr Mother's Dresser
03:21
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Work off on a Saturday
We borrowed your friend’s car
Drove out of the city
There’s a white cross on the highway
It’s such a pity
You said it’s such a pity
Stopped off at a Safeway
Bought a paper and petrol
Quick crossword and cryptic too
Sunflowers by the byway
I put one in my pocket
The others I wrapped for you
These and all of those things
That your company brings
Pulled up to the driveway
The fence that your dad built
The letterbox empty
As I held your hand said you’d be okay
We were just twenty
We were just twenty
Saw you by your mother’s dresser
Trying on your mother’s dress
I didn’t want to tell you didn’t want to tell you
When you’re older said your father
We’ll be gone you’ll have the farm
I wanted to tell you I wanted to tell you
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Passing Fancy
03:36
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I’m not trying to make things happen
I’m trying to let them be
My eye caught a passing fancy
But it passed right on by me
Give me a year and a box of matches
And the year will soon be gone
Everyone has another one
Who they’re trying to sing a song
It’s just that I’m not fond of the attention
I’m almost but not quite close
To being halfway done
Suddenly it became so simple
I knew where I’d gone wrong
I got a place with a yearly rental
I was living in a song of my invention
So place an ad in the singles section
I’m a young God-fearing man
I didn’t vote in the last election
But I’m doing what I can
I copped the fine
And wrote a letter of contention
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10. |
Candela (candela)
04:56
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Candela Candela the moment I met her
I gave myself over to thinking
Of nothing at all I just stare at the wall
Let this feeling of certainty sink in
Candela Candela said with all respect
I threw out all the things that you gave me
When’s a ring and a life as a stay-at-home wife
Been ambition for anyone lately
Candela Candela a no-reply letter
She says that it’s gone but it went still
And if you wanted to be you could be just like me
Don’t tell lies write them down with a pencil
And sing them out loud
O Candela
Woah Candela
O Candela
Woah Candela
And I dreamed that I lived just the same
But with everyone calling my name
So all the time that I spent and the places I went
I went thinking that I was to blame
And I dreamed that she loved me again
But she called by some different name
So whenever we kissed there’s a feeling I missed
Like who we are and were aren’t the same
When she loved me again
O Candela
Woah Candela
O Candela
Woah Candela
Candela Candela this morning she’s better
Toothpaste on the sweater I lent her
And if it’s what you want this could be what it’s not
I said I’d do my best to forget her
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11. |
The Bow-Legged Captain
00:59
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12. |
Moonah Mile
03:52
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I go out I leave the back door open
You stick around for days we still haven’t spoken
They say that love is blind and deaf and dumb
Well here’s to hoping
Dishonesty it follows me from the horse’s mouth and back
It’s like folding up a fitted sheet like running in a sack
I think that we’ll be okay
As much as I don’t like to say a thing like that
A thing like that
A thing like that
A thing like that
You promised me we’d go to see the Christmas decorations
The local Santa wet with beer and perspiration
He’s a good guy
Seems like a good guy
Across the suburbs at night
Across the gutters hung suspended
$10 fairy lights camellias all upended
It happens every year every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Every year
Since we’ve lived here
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The Finks Melbourne, Australia
The Finks play the songs of Oliver Mestitz. They are sincere but flippant, intimate but aloof, subtle but
unpolished.
The Finks have released a steady stream of quietly uncompromising music via Milk! Records since 2012 – three EPs, two cassettes, four LPs and a handful of singles. Critics have described The Finks as “crushingly beautiful” and “perhaps the most underrated act in Australian music”.
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