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And Do It All Again No One s Gonna Go to Sleep Without

Everybody Here Hates Yous

Other – 1. Everybody Here Hates You

I feel stupid, I feel useless, I feel insane
I feel toothless, man you're ruthless, oh…yeah
i get to Loving Hut, i get my hair cut, i feel the same
i feel putrid, i'm getting used to information technology, these days

you said, "it'south only in your head
they're probably thinking
the same thing"

i'yard bleeding, yous're leaving, i feel strange
yous been distant, you seem dissimilar than yesterday
everybody hurts, everybody breaks, n everybody fades

we're gonna tell anybody information technology's ok
nosotros're gonna tell anybody it's ok

you said, "it'south simply in your head
they're probably thinking
the aforementioned thing"

How To Boil An Egg

Other – 1. How To Boil An Egg

All my apparel in milk crates, I don't sleep for days.

Wait until the letter of the alphabet's red until my bills get paid.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me, when's it gonna modify?

Every morning I feel more useless than earlier.

Trying hard to come across the bespeak in anything at all.

Aw I've been trying, I've been trying really hard.

Pull yourself together.

Selection myself apart.

Nix lasts for never so be however my bleeding heart.

Aw I've been dreaming, dreaming of a brand new start.

Y'all have a great affluence of axes there to grind.

Recall some people have real bug next fourth dimension you whine.

Oh hang the washing, hang the washing on the line.

Yeah I've been trying, I've been trying really difficult.

Aw tell me, tell me, tell me when's information technology gonna change.

Let It Go

Other – ane. Permit Information technology Go

What time do yous usually wake up?
Depends on what time I sleep
Technicolour rainbow horror
Sugariness dreams

Go along on rolling on the impulse
Ignore backstage sluggishness and
All those obligations lost in
Reverie

You've gotta let it get
Earlier it takes you over
Eastern standard open Thou
Transpacific malady and
Calm is more conducive to the
Remedy

Speckled sunlight on my freckles
Salty water curls my hair
Run the race at your own pace
You'll become there

What comes first - the chorus or the verse?
I'k a fleck blocked at the moment
They say the more y'all larn the less that
You know

You've gotta allow it go
Before information technology takes you over
You've gotta let information technology go
Before it takes y'all over
Y'all've gotta permit it become
Before information technology takes you over
Yous've gotta allow it go
Earlier it takes you over

On Script

Other – 1. On Script

On script every nighttime
Like a well-rehearsed stage show
Wet your lips, information technology won't take long
To pause this old behavior

Wings clipped, no need to wing
What, do you remember that you're special?
No reflex, it'southward just a bend of the elbow
I know it'southward getting old

Nondescript, every nighttime
Like a well-versed get well card
Barely dressed, and I simply might
Have you up on your offer, yep

Pickles From The Jar

Other – 1. Pickles From The Jar

I say dance, you say trip the light fantastic.

I say France, yous say France.

Y'all're from Adelaide, I'thou from Hobart.

I say Hugh, y'all say Grant.

I say pot, yous say plant.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart.

We couldn't be more contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely come across eye to eye.

I am dumb, you are smart.

Nosotros are fifteen years apart.

You're from Adelaide, I'm from Mars.

I say ooh, you say aah.

I am careful, you like scars.

I like pickles from the jar.

We couldn't be more than contrary if we tried.

Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely come across eye to eye.

I say Yous, you say Am I.

You like mornings, I like nights.

I'll love you till the twenty-four hours I die.

Yous say Christopher, I say Walken.

Yous honey, I dear Christopher Walken!!!

I guess at least we have got one affair in common.

Minor Talk

Other – i. Pocket-sized Talk

do you have whatsoever siblings?
i got a brother, Blake, he's four years older than me
(north i estimate he e'er volition exist)
aye he'due south clever and he's got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley)
aw just wait, now that they're engaged soooooo
i hope they have kids so i can be a cool aunty

i'm waiting here for you lot
i'g waiting here for you
what'd y'all think of the ultimate ending?
i fast forward, go busy pretending that i've seen everything.
can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it.
i got better things to exercise than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh..

i'1000 waiting here for you
i'm waiting here for you

i'grand looking 'cantankerous the room northward hoping that y'all're lookin also..
exercise you have any siblings?
you got a sis yeh she's a detective,
well i bet she's got some good stories.
i gotta go simply i promise we can keep in touch on
i like very much existence here with you
simply y'all see, all this small talk is killin' me

i'grand waiting here for y'all
i'm waiting here for you
i'm looking 'cross the room n hoping that you're lookin too.. etc

3 Packs A Day

Other – 1. Three Packs A Day

I'm downward to three packs a day of Mi Goreng I can't explain information technology.

Can't wait for you lot to go away cos i just crave that meagre gustation yep.

Boil it upward, water in the saucepan.

In a loving cup, drink it from a silver spoon.

That MSG tastes skilful to me, i disagree with all your warnings.

And information technology can't be true that they apply glue to continue the noodles stuck together.

Two minutes seems like a life-fourth dimension.

Burn my natural language, patience is a virtue.

I'm down to three packs a day,

I sneak away to find a kettle.

I withdraw from all my friends and their dinner plans, I'm sick of lentils.

Boil it upward, water in the bucket.

In a cup, drink it from a silver spoon.

It's no good, it'southward no good, you say it's no skilful for you.

Elevator Operator

Sometimes I Sit and Retrieve, and Sometimes I Only Sit down – 1. Elevator Operator

Oliver Paul, xx years old, thick head of pilus worries he'due south going baldheaded.

Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way downwards the 96 tram line.

Breakfast on the run again, he's well enlightened he's dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.

Feeling ill at the sight of his computer he dodges his manner through the Swanston commuters.

Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand.

He screams "I'yard not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans."

Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that'southward non been filled in.

He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side.

Her heels are loftier and her bag is snakeskin.

Hair pulled and then tight you can run across her skeleton.

Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-trounce necklace between her breasts.

She looks him up and down with a Botox pout, he'southward well used to that look by now.

The lift dings, and they awkwardly step in, their fingers touch on the rooftop button… "Don't jump little boy, don't spring off that roof, you lot've got your whole life ahead of yous you're all the same in your youth, I'd give anything to have skin like you!"

He said, "I think you're projecting, the way that you lot're feeling, I'thou not suicidal but idling insignificantly. I come up hither, for perception and clarity, I similar to imagine I'chiliad playing Sim Metropolis. All the people look like ants from up here, and the current of air's the simply traffic you can hear"

He said, "All I ever wanted to be was an Elevator Operator tin you lot assist me delight?!" ... "Don't jump lilliputian boy, don't jump off that roof, you've got your whole life ahead of you you're still in your youth, I'd requite anything to accept skin like you!"

Hopefulessness

Tell Me How You Really Feel – ane. Hopefulessness

Yknow what they say
No i's born to hate
We learn it somewhere along the mode.

Have your broken heart
Turn it into fine art
Can't take it with you, can't take information technology with you

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Empty bottle dejection
Sleepin' unlike rooms
Inappreciably a maverick
Lesser than average

Your vulnerability is stronger than information technology seems
Yknow it's okay to have a bad day

(I don't wanna, I don't wanna know)

Merely get this one done, and so y'all can movement along
Tin can't accept it with yous, tin't take information technology with y'all
Yknow what they say, no one's born to hate
Getting louder now, getting louder now

Out Of The Woodwork

The Double EP: A Sea of Divide Peas – 1. Out Of The Woodwork

I was busy underwater seeing how long I could hold my breath.

A drowning flower caught my centre and I had to come on up for air.

Just considering yous're older than me, doesn't mean you lot have to exist then condescending.

I however run into the same things that y'all see, I'one thousand a trivial shady on my history.

I am normally pretty forgiving but simply if you are.

She'due south so like shooting fish in a barrel.

I noticed yous stopped talking to me, now y'all're talking to me all the fourth dimension.

Do you know you're no adept at listening?

But you're really good at saying everything on your mind.

It must be tiring trying and so difficult, to look like you're not really trying at all.

I guess if you're afraid of aiming as well loftier, then you're not really gonna take too far to autumn.

I am normally pretty forgiving but just if you are.

She's then easy.

Climb aboard the wagon when it comes on through.

Bound up on your equus caballus and tell me how's the view.

Expect over my shoulder when I talk to you lot.

Where's the more than important person in the room?

Rae Street

Things Take Time, Take Time – ane. Rae Street

In the morning I'm irksome. I drag a chair over to the window. And I watch what's going on. A garbage truck tiptoes along the road. Light a candle for the suffering. Send my best wishes with the current of air. All our candles, hopes northward prayers, though well-pregnant they don't mean a matter, unless we see some alter. I might change my sheets today.

Well fourth dimension is money and money is no man's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'm not gonna touch ya don't worry and so much most it.

The day begins to shine. The parent teaches the child how to ride the bike wobbles side to side. Two dogs entangle, everybody smiles. The pair beyond the street; ane's upwards the ladder and one's on their knees, painting the faded brick. What's the point, it looks fine from up here.

Well time is coin and money is no man's friend. And all optics on the pavement, I'grand not gonna touch ya don't worry then much about information technology. I'thousand just waiting for the day to become night.

Adjacent door the kids run amok. The mother screams "don't you ever shut-up?" And there's ane matter I know; the sun will rise today and tomorrow. We got a long, long way to become.

Well time is money and coin is no man's friend. And all eyes on the pavement, I'thou not gonna touch on ya don't worry so much almost it. I'm but waiting for the day to get dark.

Polish those shoes n mow those lawns, let'southward get back to normal. Lay it all on the table, you seem so stable, but you lot're only hanging on. Let go that expectation, change the station, find out what out what you desire.

Pedestrian At Best

Sometimes I Sit and Recollect, and Sometimes I Just Sit – two. Pedestrian At Best

I love you I detest you I'grand on the argue it all depends whether I'm up I'1000 down I'thousand on the mend transcending all reality.

I similar you lot despise you admire you what are we gonna practice when everything all falls through?

I must confess I've fabricated a mess of what should be a minor success only I digress at least I've tried my very best I gauge.

This that the other why even carp, information technology won't be with me on my death bed, but I'll yet be in your caput.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint you.

Tell me I'm exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll make some origami, honey.

I think you're a joke just I don't find you very funny.

My internal monologue is saturated analogue, Information technology'southward scratched and drifting, I've become attached to the thought it's all a shifting dream bitter sweet philosophy, I've got no idea how I even got hither.

I'm resentful I'm having an existential time crisis, what bliss, daylight savings won't prepare this mess.

Underworked and oversexed I must express my disinterest, the rats are back inside my caput what would Freud have said?

Put me on a pedestal and I'll but disappoint yous.

Tell me I'one thousand exceptional I promise to exploit you.

Give me all your money and I'll brand some origami, dearest.

I think you lot're a joke but I don't observe yous very funny.

I wanna wash out my head with turpentine and cyanide, I dislike this internal diatribe when I endeavor to catch your eye I detest seeing you crying in the kitchen I don't know why it affects me like this when you're not even mine to consider.

Erroneous.

Harmonious.

I'm hardly sanctimonious.

Dirty clothes, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

I'one thousand a fake, I'm a phoney, I'grand awake, I'k lone, I'm homely, I'm a Scorpio.

Put me on a pedestal and I'll simply disappoint you.

Tell me I'm exceptional I promise to exploit you lot.

Give me all your money and I'll brand some origami, love.

I think you're a joke but I don't find you lot very funny.

City Looks Pretty

Tell Me How You Actually Experience – 2. City Looks Pretty

The city looks pretty when you lot been indoors
For 23 days I've ignored all your phone calls.
Everyone's waiting when yous get back domicile
They don't know where you been, why you gone so long.
Friends treat you lot like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came earlier
All in a daze angle backwards to reach your goal.

Sometimes I get deplorable
It's not all that bad
One day, peradventure never
I'll come around

The city takes pity on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain't enough adept to fill that pigsty.
Anybody's soaked in animosity
It's vicious in winter, you lot never say what y'all mean.
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their all-time friend, oh well.
Wakin' upwardly to another dismal twenty-four hour period
You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful.

Sometimes I get mad
It's not half equally bad
Pull yourself together
N just calm downwardly

I'll exist what you desire oh when you want information technology
But I'll never exist what you need
And the city looks pretty from where I'm standing…

Don't Apply Compression Gently

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – 2. Don't Apply Compression Gently

Tell me what y'all're thinking, what you lot're thinking virtually.

Tell me when you lot're finished perchance I'll come around.

Had enough to bring me all the way to the ground, I don't have to tell you what I'k thinking about.

You have fabricated your bed, I know meliorate than to slumber in it.

Better off dead than the hell that will go of it.

You accept hurt my head just I'g non denying that I did non bring it on myself.

I take pieces of myself from everyone around me.

I'm not individual enough for y'all.

I replicate the people I admire simply at to the lowest degree I'm not bitter and sad.

I may non be 100% happy but at least I'thou not with you lot.

Sunfair Sundown

Things Take Time, Take Time – two. Sunfair Sundown

Oh what a day, and congrats on the keys to your identify. You've escaped the rat race every bit they say. At present you're settling in for the stay anyway yous got a blank slate to renovate.

Take it all. Yes you reap what you sow and so it goes. What you put in the ground comes effectually when you don't even know what y'all're missing at all.

In a stupor I can picture you whittling away, with such care with such patience and grace. And I grinning when you say that you'll build me a table ane day well, I'd be and then grateful.

Sometimes it's hard, getting lost you say is a fine art. Put the map down and follow the stars. Shall we leave? Are you sure? Let me take hold of my bag we can sneak out through the side door.

In the night, are you scared, did you hear those dogs bawl? northward do you ever wonder what sets you apart? Shine the torch on the path, darling please don't permit become of my arm.

When you sleep, are you warm, can you feel my cold feet? Are yous adept, are you making ends meet? At the end of the day, you're awake with your thoughts and I don't want y'all to exist solitary, and I don't want you lot to exist alone, yes I don't want you lot to be alone, and I don't want y'all to exist solitary.

An Illustration Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

Sometimes I Sit down and Call up, and Sometimes I Only Sit down – 3. An Analogy Of Loneliness (Sleepless In New York)

I lay awake at four, staring at the wall, counting all the cracks backwards in my best French.

Reminds me of a volume I skim read in a surgery, all about palmistry I wonder what's in shop for me.

I pretend the plaster is the skin on my palms and the cracks are representative of what is going on.

I lose a breath, my dearest line seems entwined with death (could be a spider spider web)…I'grand thinking of you also.

I lay awake at iii, staring at the ceiling.

Information technology's a kind of fair, maybe it's a cream.

There's oily residue seeping from the kitchen, it'southward fine art-deco-necromantic-chichi all the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish wolf-hounds, French baguettes wrapped loose around their necks, I think I'thou hungry…I'thou thinking of you likewise.

I'm thinking of you too. I'm thinking of you likewise. I'm thinking of yous.

Wondering what you lot're doing, what yous're listening to, which quarter of the moon you're viewing from the bedroom.

Watching all the movies, drinking all the smoothies, pond at the pool…I'yard thinking of you besides.

I'm thinking of you too.

I'one thousand thinking of you too.

I'm thinking of you too.

I'yard thinking of you too.

I'chiliad thinking of you.

Charity

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – 3. Charity

At the end of every flavour I'm spent up
Keep thinking this volition be the one.
Hesitation lingers till I'yard unreasonable
As if you care, I know you got your own stuff going on

Y'all must be having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you listening?

Tin can't we talk nigh it once we've slept?
When can we, yep can we, piece of work it out?
Meditation just makes y'all more strung out
I wish you had a guru to tell you to let it go, let it get

You must be having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself sick
Are you lot listening?

You lot don't have to pretend you lot're not scared
Anybody else is just as terrified as you.
Medication just makes you lot more upset
I bet you got a lot to bear witness I know you're still the same

You must be having so much fun
Everything's amazing
So subservient I make myself ill
Are you lot listening?

Avant Gardener

The Double EP: A Sea of Carve up Peas – iii. Avant Gardener

I sleep in tardily another solar day oh what a wonder oh what a waste.

It's a monday, information technology'south so mundane, what exciting things will happen today?

The chiliad is total of difficult rubbish it's a mess and I guess the neighbours must recollect we run a meth lab.

We should ammend that, I pull the sheets back, information technology's twoscore degrees and i feel like i'yard dying.

Life's getting hard in here so i do some gardening.

Anything to take my mind away from where it's sposed to be.

The nice lady side by side door talks of greenish beds and all the squeamish things that she wants to constitute in them.

I wanna grow tomatoes on the front end steps.

Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes.

I experience pro-active, i pull out weeds, all of a sudden I'm having problem breathing in.

My hands are shaky, my knees are weak, I can't seem to stand on my own two feet.

I'm animate but i'm wheezing, feel similar i'm emphysem-in'.

My pharynx feels like a funnel filled with weet bix and kerosene and oh no, next thing i know they call up triple o.

I'd rather dice than owe the infirmary till I get old.

I go adrenalin straight to the eye, I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosin' kick start.

Reminds me of the fourth dimension when i was actually sick and i had besides much psuedoefedryn and i couldn't slumber at night.

Halfway down high street, Andy looks ambivalent, he's probably wondering what i'one thousand doing getting in an ambulance.

The paramedic thinks i'thou clever cos i play guitar.

I think she's clever cos she stops people dying.

Anaphylactic and super hypo-condriactic, should've stayed in bed today I much prefer the mundane.

I take a hit from an asthma puffer.

I do it wrong.

I was never skillful at smoking bongs.

I'm not that adept at breathing in.

Here's The Thing

Things Have Time, Take Time – 3. Here'due south The Thing

Here'due south the thing, can't stop thinking near you.
Yeah I'one thousand writing, it's the just thing that I know how to practise.

I don't know what to say, you're far away, I don't wanna be abrasive.
I don't know what to say, yous're and so far away, and I feel insecure.

The windowsill, is momentarily filled with lord's day.
North it'south these small thrills, that go me through the day until the side by side one.

And I'm non afraid of heights maybe I'k but scared of falling.
And I'm not agape of heights maybe I'1000 but scared of falling.

I'm your man, mysterious at your command.
And it'southward understandable, that y'all're in such high demand, it's truthful.

I don't know what to practice, looking like I'll never leave this room once more.
I don't know what to do, gonna write this letter to you lot that I'll never send.

Small-scale Poppies

Sometimes I Sit and Call back, and Sometimes I Just Sit – iv. Minor Poppies

I stare at the lawn it's Wed morning, it needs a cutting only I'll get out it growing.

All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing it downwards just seems kinda mean.

In a way it's a shame you get away thinking information technology'south just a game.

Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you lot to use? At the cease of the twenty-four hour period it'south a hurting that I go on seeing your proper name but I'm certain it'due south a bore existence yous.

I don't know quite who I am oh but man I am trying.

I make mistakes until I become it correct.

An eye for an eye for an heart for an eye, I don't agree with that why can't we but talk overnice?

Oh the calamity I wanna go to sleep for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn?

Oh the humanity I wanna disappear into obscurity…but I'm sure information technology's a diameter being yous.

I don't know quite who I am oh merely man I am trying.

I brand mistakes until I become it right.

An center for an eye for an eye for an heart, I used to hate myself but now I think I'thou alright.

I don't know quite who I am oh but homo I am trying.

I make mistakes until I get it correct.

An eye for an heart for an eye for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire.

Need A Little Time

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 4. Need A Piffling Time

I don't know a lot virtually you just
Yous seem to know a lot about me so
I take a little time out, I have a niggling time out

I'1000 sad that I lost my patience
You deserve meliorate it'due south truthful
I demand a piddling fourth dimension out
I need a little time out
From me
And you

Open up your insides show us
Your inner virtually lecherous
I'll rip it out advisedly
I promise yous won't feel a thing

Everybody wants to have their say
Forever waiting for some automobile crash
I need a little time out
I need a little fourth dimension out
From me
And y'all

Shave your caput to see how it feels
Emotionally information technology'southward non that different
Simply to the manus it's beautiful
(Yeah to the mitt information technology'south beautiful)

You seem to take the weight of the globe
Upon your bony shoulders well agree on
You lot need a little time out
You lot need a fiddling time out
From you
And me

History Eraser

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – four. History Eraser

I got drunk and barbarous asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on.

And in my dreams i wrote the best song that i've ever written…can't remember how it goes.

I stayed drunkard and fell awake and i was cycling on a airplane and far abroad i heard you lot say you liked me.

We drifted to a political party – cool.

The people went to arty school.

They made their paints past mixing acid wash and lemonade.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name.

I institute an Ezra Pound and made a bet that if i constitute a cigarette i'd drop information technology all and marry you lot.

Just so a song comes on: "you can't ever become what you want" – the Rolling Stones, oh woe is we, the irony!

The stones became the moss and in one case all inhibitions lost, the hipsters made a mission to the farm.

Nosotros drove past tractor there, the yellow straw replaced our hair, we laced the dairy river with the cream of sweet vermouth.

In my brain I re-arrange the messages on the page to spell your name.

You said "we only live once" then we touched a piffling tongue, and instantly i wanted to…I lost my railroad train of thought and jumped aboard the Epping equally the doors were slowly closing on the world.

I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up confronting yours and still the inspector inspected me.

The lady in the roof was living proof that nil really ever is exactly every bit it seems.

In my brain I re-arrange the messages on the folio to spell your proper name.

We defenseless the river boat downstream and concluded upwards beside a team of aroused footballers.

I fed the ducks some krill and then we were sucked against our volition into the welcome doors of the casino.

Nosotros drank green margaritas, danced with sugariness senoritas, and we all went home as winners of a kind.

You said "i guarantee we'll take more than fun, drink till the moon becomes the sun, and in the taxi home i'll sing yous a Triffids song!"

In my encephalon I re-accommodate the letters on the page to spell your proper name.

Before You Gotta Go

Things Take Time, Take Fourth dimension – four. Before You Gotta Get

Before you gotta get, go, become, become; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, y'all're always on my mind. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't desire the terminal words yous hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Nosotros got aroused, said some devil-may-care things, who was wrong remains unclear.
Pride like toxicant. Always keeping score. You don't have to slam the door.

Before yous gotta go, go, become, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; y'all're ever on my mind, you lot're always on my mind. If something were to happen my honey, I wouldn't want the last words you hear, to be unkind, to exist unkind.

Don't yous know I'grand not your enemy, maybe let's cut out caffeine.
Tomorrow's too late to reminisce, phone call me when you get this.

Before you gotta go, go, go, go; I wanted you to know, know, know, know; you're always on my mind, you lot're ever on my heed. If something were to happen my dear, I wouldn't want the concluding words you hear, to be unkind, to be unkind.

Money down the drain,
Funny how things change,
You lot got to go away,
Yep I know and I don't blame you.

Depreston

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – 5. Depreston

You said we should expect out further, I guess it wouldn't hurt united states.

We don't have to exist around all these coffee shops.

At present nosotros've got that percolator, never made a latte greater.

I'm saving twenty-three dollars a week.

We drive to a house in Preston, nosotros see law arresting a man with his hand in a pocketbook.

How'southward that for first impressions? This identify seems depressing.

It's a "Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac".

Information technology'southward got a lovely garden, a garage for two cars to park in ("or a lot of room for storage if you've just got one").

And information technology'south going pretty cheap you say? "Well it'due south a deceased manor….aren't the pressed metallic ceilings great?"

And then I run across the handrails in the shower, a drove of those canisters for java, tea and flour, and a photo of a boyfriend in a van in Vietnam.

And I tin't retrieve of floorboards anymore, whether the front room faces southward or northward, and I wonder what she bought it for.

(If you've got a spare half a million, you should knock it downward and offset rebuilding)

Nameless, Faceless

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 5. Nameless, Faceless

Don't you have anything improve to do
I wish that someone would hug you
Must be lonely
Being angry
Feeling over-looked.
Yous sit down alone at habitation in the darkness
With all the pent-upwards rage that you harness
I'thousand real sad
Tour whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Men are scared that women will express mirth at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men will kill them
I hold my keys
Betwixt my fingers

He said "I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup
And spit out better words than you"
But you didn't
Human being you're kidding yourself if you call back
The world revolves around you
Yknow you lot got lots to give
North so many options
I'chiliad real deplorable
Bout whatever happened to you

I wanna walk through the park in the nighttime
Men are scared that women will express joy at them
I wanna walk through the park in the dark
Women are scared that men volition kill them

I hold my keys
Between my fingers
Go on tell me
You're merely kidding
He said, she said
Nameless, faceless

David

The Double EP: A Sea of Divide Peas – five. David

If you see me when I'thousand feeling down, I don't know if I want you around.

Don't want you effectually…I don't actually like any of your friends, but it's non that hard for me to pretend.

Hard to pretend…Come up on Davey, allow'south go establish a tree.

You bring the spade, I'll bring the seeds. I'll bring the seeds…

Turning Green

Things Have Time, Have Time – five. Turning Green

You been around the world looking for the perfect girl turns out she was only livin downward the street, livin down the street. When you got the fourth dimension tin I become you lot on the line? I want you to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you and then happy.

The trees are turning green n this springtime lethargy is kinda forcing you to come across flowers in the weeds. When you got the time tin can I get yous on the line? I desire yous to tell me everything, tell me everything. I never seen you lot so happy

I hear all your fears and they are understandable my friend. Why don't you permit go of those ideas, they're never gonna serve you lot in the end.

Aqua Profonda!

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit down – vi. Aqua Profonda!

I saw you in the lane next to me.

You were doing free-style.

And then you switched it around to a petty bit of backstroke.

I couldn't see underneath your swimming cap but it appeared that you had dark coloured hair; maybe it was blonde for all I know.

I had goggles on.

They were getting foggy.

I much prefer swimming to jogging.

I tried my very best to impress you, held my breath longer than I ordinarily do.

I was getting dizzy.

My hair was wet n frizzy.

Felt my muscles burn, I took a tumble-plough for the worse (information technology's a curse my lack of athleticism).

Sunk like a stone.

Similar a first owners dwelling house loan.

When I came to, you and your towel were gone.

I'm Not Your Mother, I'thousand Non Your Bitch

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 6. I'thou Non Your Mother, I'thou Not Your Bitch

I'chiliad non your mother, I'm not your bowwow
I hear you complain, under your breath
Put upwards or shut upwards, it's all the same
It'due south withal, never modify, never change

I'chiliad not your mother, I'm non your bitch
d-did I stutter, a petty bit
sit down down n shut up, information technology's nevertheless
it's all the aforementioned, never change, never change

I go about cocky-defensive
When I know I'm wrong
Call up nosotros all tin can agree
I try my best to exist patient
But I can only put up with and so much shit

I'm non your mother, I'one thousand non your bowwow
I hear you lot mutter, under your breath
Put up or shut up, information technology'southward still
It's all the same, never change, never alter

Anonymous Club

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Separate Peas – half dozen. Bearding Club

Let's showtime an anonymous club, we can sit shut in the dark.

Come round to mine, nosotros can swap clothes and drink wine all night.

Plow your phone off friend, you're amidst friends and nosotros don't demand no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, forth with your troubles.

Let's start an anonymous lodge, I'll brand us proper name badges with question marks.

Come circular to mine, we tin can swap dress and drink wine all night.

Turn your phone off friend, yous're amongst friends and nosotros don't need no interruptions.

Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles.

Thanks for cooking for me, I had a really nice evening, just you lot and me.

Take It Day By Day

Things Accept Time, Accept Time – vi. Take It Day Past Day

Take it twenty-four hours by day, you lot gotta put
One foot in front of the other
You'll go what you want,
I promise, but don't surrender just nonetheless,
Maybe tomorra
Could be fourth dimension well spent, reflecting,
On all the piddling things you keep projecting,
On everybody that you're so obsessed with
Take a expect at yourself

Tuesday dark I'm checking in
Merely to see how you're going
Are you good are you eating
I'll call you dorsum next week

Don't stick that pocketknife in the toaster
Baby life is like a rollercoaster
And at that place's zippo wrong with getting older
Proceed ane eye on the prize.
Don't surrender just nevertheless, you got information technology.
Don't worry your pretty little head,
Shortly you'll be in bed
Oh what a long, long twenty-four hours it'south been.

Tuesday nighttime I'm checking in
Merely to see how yous're going
Are you practiced are you eating
I'll call you back side by side calendar week

Dead Fox

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I But Sit down – 7. Expressionless Play a joke on

Jen insists that nosotros purchase organic vegetables and I must admit that I was a little skeptical at first; a fiddling pesticide can't hurt?

Never having too much money I go the cheap stuff at the supermarket, only they're all pumped up with shit, a friend told me that they stick nicotine in the apples.

If y'all can't see me I can't meet yous.

Heading down the Highway Hume somewhere at the cease of June.

Taxidermied kangaroos are littered on the shoulders.

A possum Jackson Pollock is painted on the tar.

Sometimes I recollect a single sneeze could be the finish of united states, my hay-fever is turning upward, just swerved into a passing truck.

Big business overtaking, without indicating; he passes on the correct, been driving through the dark to bring united states of america the all-time price.

If you tin can't meet me I can't see you lot.

More people die on the road than they practise in the ocean, peradventure we should mull over culling cars instead of sharks (or simply lock them upwardly in parks where we can go and view them).

At that place'due south a bypass over Holbrook at present, paid for with burgers no doubtfulness, I've lost count of all the cows.

In that location'll be no salad sandwiches. The law of averages says nosotros'll terminate in the next town where petrol price is down (what practise I know anyhow?) If you can't meet me I can't encounter you.

Crippling Cocky Uncertainty and a General Lack of Confidence

Tell Me How You Really Feel – vii. Crippling Cocky Uncertainty and a General Lack of Confidence

Yeah they say whoever pays
The piper calls the tune
Let's avert the truth
Make yous all experience special

Your desperation stinks
I can smell information technology on your breath
A certain absolut anosmic
Got yourself to arraign for this

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know anything
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Your opinion means a lot
Well tell me what's the employ?
I never feel as stupid
As when I'm around yous

And indecision rots
Similar a bag of last weeks meat
And I guess it's hard to go on
Everybody happy

(Tell me how you really feel)

I don't know, I don't know anything
I don't owe, I don't owe anything

Lance Jr.

The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas – vii. Lance Jr.

I masturbated to the songs yous wrote.

Resuscitated all of my hopes.

It felt wrong just it didn't take also long.

Much appreciated are your songs.

Doesn't mean I like you man.

It just helps me get to sleep.

And it's cheaper than Temazepam.

I under-estimated your intelligence.

A little bit of weed mixed with some sentiment.

Over-rated films marked 'XXX' Come on play it with some tenderness.

If I Don't Hear From Y'all This night

Things Accept Fourth dimension, Take Time – seven. If I Don't Hear From You lot Tonight

Stars in the sky, are gonna dice, somewhen it'southward fine.
Just similar a alone satellite, globe-trotting for a piffling while.
If I don't hear from you tonight, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And it'southward and then quiet outside, with this curfew lullaby.
Is at present an okay time to, tell you that I like y'all?
I wait for your reply, look for your answer.
If I don't hear from you this night, if I don't hear from you tonight.

And I swear i'll never mention, this always once more.
But now that I got your attention, I don't wanna bore the brains outta your caput.

All my fears collided, when our common friend confided in me that
There'due south a ninety-9 percent adventure that information technology's requited.
I read my bible left to correct,
I fantasise I'm by your side.
I lay awake and wonder why,
I pray for rain and angels cry.
If I don't hear from y'all this evening, if I don't hear from you lot this evening.

Baby I need reminding, I got feelings as well.
And I tried my all-time to hibernate them, but I don't wanna hide anything from yous.

Stars in the sky, are gonna die, eventually it's fine.
Yknow that every morning time I'grand rising with you on my heed.
If loving you'southward a criminal offence, and then gimme those front folio headlines,
across the country and worldwide, singing I won't give up this time.

If I don't hear from you this night,
I know you probably airtight your optics,
And everything volition be alright,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you tonight,
If I don't hear from you tonight.

Nobody Actually Cares If You Don't Go To The Political party

Sometimes I Sit and Remember, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 8. Nobody Actually Cares If You Don't Become To The Political party

You always get what you desire and you lot don't fifty-fifty attempt.

Your friends detest information technology when it'south ever going your way, but I'm glad that you've that got luck on your side.

Y'all're saying definitely maybe.

I'm saying probably no.

You say y'all'll sleep when you're expressionless, I'm scared i'll die in my slumber, I guess that'south not a bad way to go.

I wanna get out merely I wanna stay home.

Why you so eager to please? I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver, It takes a bang-up bargain out of me.

Yeah I like hearing your stories, but I've heard them all earlier.

I'd rather stay in bed, with the rain over my head, than have to pick my encephalon up off of the floor.

I wanna become out but I wanna stay abode.

Help Your Cocky

Tell Me How You Really Feel – 8. Help Your Self

Darkness depends on where you're continuing
Jump the creek n watch the sunshine swim
You institute inner peace in the inner north-eastward.
Got a momentary bend
Gimme dreams up-stream
Lower Dantian screaming

Yous got a lot on your plate
Don't permit it go to waste
Apprehensive but hungry
Demand validation

You grab the moon and then carefully
Breath out, breath in
This tiger claw gets patient
Pull back northward release.
The sign on the shelf says
"Please assistance your self"
Won't you tell me something new
Y'all're in tune with who surrounds you lot

Yous got a lot on your plate
Don't permit it become to waste product
Humble but hungry
Demand validation

You got a lot on your mind
You know that half the time
Information technology's but half as true
Don't let it swallow you

Are You Looking Afterwards Yourself?

The Double EP: A Body of water of Divide Peas – 8. Are You Looking After Yourself?

Are yous working hard my darling, nosotros're then worried, always thinking of you and we just want you to be and so happy, continue on going.

I don't want no ix to 5, telling me that I'm live and 'Man, you're doing well!'

Accept you got some money saved upwards for those rainy days?

Yous should start some sort of trust fund just incase you lot neglect.

My friends play in bands, they are better than everything on radio.

Did you meet that special on Telly the other eve?

No my TV, it stopped working when we got hither (it's been four years).

Are y'all eating? You lot sound then sparse.

I don't know what I was thinking, I should go a job.

I don't know what I was drinking, I should become a dog.

Should get married, have some babies, watch the evening news.

Write A Listing of Things to Look Forward to

Things Accept Time, Accept Time – 8. Write A Listing of Things to Look Frontward to

Nobody knows, why we continue trying, why we go along trying.
And so on it goes, I'chiliad looking forwards to the next letter of the alphabet that I'chiliad gonna get from you.

A baby is born, as a man lay dying, as a man lay dying.
And then on it goes, I'm looking forward to the next letter of the alphabet that I'm gonna become from you lot.

Sit beside me, watch the world burn, we'll never learn we don't deserve squeamish things.
And we'll scream, self-righteously, nosotros did our best simply what does that even mean.

I'thousand walking around, walking around.
With my caput down, my caput down.
I'm pushing abroad, I'g pushing away.
Yeah I'k pushing away, pushing away.

Debbie Downer

Sometimes I Sit and Recall, and Sometimes I Simply Sit – 9. Debbie Downer

Tell me when y'all're getting bored and I'll leave.

I'g not the one who put the chain around your feet.

I'thou sad for all of my insecurities, simply information technology's just part of me.

Green-eyed is thin because it bites only never eats.

That's what a dainty former Spanish lady once told me.

Hey Debbie Downer plow that frown upside down and just be happy.

I don't ask too much of yous, it'due south true, and I can't read your heed.

Don't stop listening I'thousand not finished yet.

I'm not fishing for your compliments.

I'm growing older every time I blink my eyes.

Boring, neurotic everything that I despise.

We had some lows nosotros had some mids nosotros had some highs.

Sell me all your golden rules and I'll run into if that'southward the kind of person that I want to exist.

If I'm non happy I'll be glad I kept receipts.

I won't ask as well much of you, I used to wonder what to wear.

Don't stop listening I'm not finished yet, I'm not fishing for your compliments.

Walkin' On Eggshells

Tell Me How You Actually Feel – 9. Walkin' On Eggshells

Before nosotros get started I'll clean this upwards
No use drinkin' from a leakin' cup
Yknow what I mean?
Not really information technology seems

Due north when we go going' we'll keep it sane
Alter is as good as a holiday
I'one thousand non claimin' I'm some patron saint

Say what you lot want
Don't got a lot
Oh just what I got
I'd give
It all abroad

Walkin' on eggshells gets tiring
Pullin' teeth, white knucklin'
Northward I don't wanna hurt your feelings
So I say nothing

Sorta self-rightous my heart of gold
Just sit down back, do what you're told
If yous spot it y'all got it
Well maybe I got information technology also

(and it goes, and information technology goes, yeah it goes away…
say what yous mean to say)

Say what you desire
Don't got a lot
Oh only what I got
I'd requite
It all away

Say what you want
Don't got a lot
Oh but what you got
You'd throw
Information technology all away

Scotty Says

The Double EP: A Sea of Split up Peas – ix. Scotty Says

In my wallet is a photograph of you.

The day we dissever I ripped information technology in two.

Stuck it back together with glue.

Tear my posters down from the wall.

Don't wanna worship no dead heroes.

Everything I owned I sold.

I got lost somewhere betwixt here and at that place, I'grand not sure what the boondocks was called.

In my pocket is a bottle of blueish.

Drink it when I'g feeling misconstrued.

Don't like the taste but I like the overview.

I made a lot of money in my days.

Spent it all on the electric current craze.

I don't run into no need to save.

I got lost somewhere between here and in that location, I'g not sure what the town was called.

Splendour

Things Take Time, Take Time – 9. Splendour

I say, why are you always leaving me?
You say, you're the i leaving me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss you lot.
Really gonna miss yous.

Call up when we watched that sunset?
Deep in the desert, on the cliff border.
Some day, and so presently, I'll exist seeing you
I'll be seeing y'all.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no,
oh no I am really gonna miss yous.
Really gonna miss you lot.

Kim's Caravan

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – 10. Kim's Caravan

Watermarks on the ceiling.

I tin can see Jesus and he's frowning at me.

I see a dead seal on the beach.

The old man says he's "already saved information technology three times this calendar week. Approximate it just wants to die?

I would wanna dice too (he said) "With people putting oil into my air just to exist fair I've washed my share guess everybody'south got their different point of view."

I was driving down sun set strip (Phillip Island, not Los Angeles) Got me some hot chips and a cool beverage, took a sandy seat on the shore.

There's a newspaper on the footing, it makes my headache quite profound as I read information technology out aloud (It said) "The Great Barrier Reef it ain't so neat anymore, Information technology's been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat information technology like a whore."

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

Drank till I was sinking, sank till I was thinking, that I'm thankful for this view.

We either think that we're invincible or that we are invisible but realistically nosotros're somewhere in between.

We all think that nosotros are nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody.

Don't inquire me what I actually mean, I am simply a reflection of what you really wanna see and then take what you desire from me.

So accept what you want from me.

And so take what you desire from me.

So accept what you want from me.

And then have what you want from me.

Satellites on the ceiling, I can Jesus and she's smiling at me.

All I wanna say is…

Dominicus Roast

Tell Me How You lot Really Feel – ten. Sunday Roast

Don't come with your arms swinging
Throw them around me
Some kind of sweetness relief
I hope yous never get out
It'southward even so to me

Just bring yourself
Y'all know your presence is
Present enough
I got a front row seat
It's all the aforementioned to me

I spend a lotta my fourth dimension
Doin' a whole lotta nothing
I know you're doin' your best
I think you're doin' simply fine

I know it's been a long week
And at present you're takin' your fourth dimension
Some kindness goes around
Some kinda backfires
Information technology'due south all the same to me

Ignore that voice
It puts yous downwards
You brand your pick
I'm here for you

It'due south all the aforementioned to me
I got a lot on my listen
But I dunno how to say it
I know you're doin' your best
I think you're doin' but fine

Keep on keepin' on yknow you're non alone
And I know all your stories but I'll listen to them again
And if you lot move away yknow I'll miss your confront
Information technology's all the aforementioned to me yknow it's nonetheless to me

Canned Tomatoes – Whole

The Double EP: A Ocean of Split up Peas – 10. Canned Tomatoes – Whole

I walk slowly to the store, you lot don't live hither anymore
Yous used to live round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol)

Last week I turned twenty-four, you lot don't call me anymore
We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the flooring

I withal get the mail for you, I get out it at the door
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego by the fourth

Monday morning laundry or coffee on the garden wall
You lot're good 'cause you're never boring, you should probably call me more

Oh The Night

Things Take Time, Accept Time – 10. Oh The Nighttime

Oh the dark, goes and then slowly,
anytime, I get depression.
And I don't really need reminding,
I know it's only in my heed.

And you say that's show biz baby.
Zippo ever stays the same.
But I'm the aforementioned kid, e'er laughing
At your jokes the same sometime manner.

Sorry that I been slow yknow it takes a little,
Fourth dimension for me to show, how I
Actually experience. Won't yous run into me somewhere in the middle
On our ain time-zone.

And the days seem so familiar
Like a picture show ya never seen.
However you nonetheless get that strange nostalgia
In the sentimental scenes.

Lamentable that I been slow yknow information technology takes a little,
Fourth dimension for me to show, how I
Really feel. Won't you meet me somewhere in the middle
On our own time-zone.

Oh the night, goes so slowly,
anytime, I get low.
And I don't really demand reminding,
I know information technology's only in my mind.

Battle Day Blues

Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit – xi. Boxing 24-hour interval Blues

I know that I let yous downwardly.

You're not smashing on what y'all found.

When's the funeral, practice you want me to come?

I'm not what y'all're looking for.

My house has an open door.

You demand a lock and a key.

I love all of your ideas.

You lot dear the thought of me.

Lover I've got no idea.

Lover I've got no thought.

Lover I've got no thought.

Battle Day Dejection (Revisited)

Sometimes I Sit down and Call back, and Sometimes I But Sit – 11. Boxing Mean solar day Dejection (Revisited)

How was your day?

Mine was OK.

Worked my fingers down to the bone.

How about you lot, what did you lot do?

Spent my whole dark dreaming of y'all.

Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Twenty-four hours: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore?

I'm feeling fine, except the times I'k non.

Why yous so calm? I wanna shout.

I wanna rip my goddamn pharynx out.

Similar a Christmas tree on Battle Day: thrown away.

Why don't yous experience for me anymore?

We're but like 2 icebergs in climate change: drifting abroad.

Why do you lot experience for me anyhow?

Porcelain

The Double EP: A Body of water of Split Peas – 11. Porcelain

I found you at the shop, pretty as porcelain.

Yous are worth so much more, than what you're going for.

Don't let them handle you, y'all ameliorate start praying.

That ain't no way to be, I got a colour Idiot box.

I'll listen a grand times, you can repeat yourself.

If it helps clear your mind, it's just another dark.

Call me when yous are done, I'll count my tickets upwardly.

No demand to experience and so low, y'all're simply as low every bit y'all could become.

Ode To Odetta

The Double EP: A Bounding main of Split Peas – 12. Ode To Odetta

I sing high, you sing low.

I swing by, and you're not home.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't y'all come home.

I sing plain, you sing pretty.

Everything you lot say sounds piece of cake.

Oh, oh, O-detta won't you come up home.

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