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The Only One
03:55
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I woke up thought I could have you back
In my life wash away the black
Your love was real all those years ago
Still fills me up, thought you ought to know
You’re the only one I’ve ever loved
Those cat and mouse games I played so long
Wore you down, I didn’t know it was wrong
To mess around such a fragile thing
Now you won’t have anything to do with me
You’re the only one I’ve ever loved
My heart belongs to you
My heart belongs to you
But time waits for no one
I can see you’ve moved on
You’re the only one I’ll ever love
My heart belongs to you
My heart belongs to you
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Out of My League
02:56
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Were you always out of my league?
Tall dark and handsome, full of intrigue
Love at first glance, love at first touch
But I could never let you know how much
You were always bolder, would I pass the test?
If you became bored of me would you creep to another’s bed?
So I keep my deepest secrets hidden in my mind
If I never lose my mystery your love will never die
I gaze as you get ready against the bathroom door
Shirt and suit neatly pressed ready for the tour
No words that I possess will return the sparkle in your eyes
You say my fears have worn your spirit down and made us blind
Were you always out of my league?
Tall dark and handsome, full of intrigue
Love at first glance, love at first touch
But can you ever let me know how much?
Our kids are smiling at me from the pictures on the wall
The passing years were cruel to me but not to you at all
If there ever was a test, perhaps we can agree
The bitter truth that greets us can’t all be blamed on me
Are you thinking you’re out of my league?
We're smiling along, there's darkness underneath
No matter how we fight there's no getting past
These walls that we’ve built were made to last
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Fitzroy Bowl
04:51
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Shared many stories at Fitzroy Bowl
Edinburgh Gardens, both 9 years old
Hung out in the grandstand at every game
Skating and footy, those were our days
You lived in the high rise up Brunswick St
Your Mum had skitzed out on bad LSD
She was always too freaked out to get you to school
So you jumped on your board, rode on down that hill
Your Dad moved back in, you just had to go
He smashed up your stuff, wasn’t safe to go home
I begged my folks to take you in
We can’t interfere son it’s just one of those things
A few months went by, you were hardly at school
I heard you’d been fostered near Clifton Hill
You weren’t at the bowl, you weren’t at the game
Did we drift apart or did you drift away
Last time I saw you was in All Nations Park
Collecting those soft drink cans after dark
Pushin’ your trolley down Merri Parade
Past Rushall Station to where the homeless stay
But they don’t understand you, avert their gaze
Just an angry young man a tattoo on your face
You’ll never tell ‘em what you’ve been through
Cause men don’t talk, boys don’t cry
Trucks on the coping, skate hard or
Men don’t talk, boys don’t cry
Trucks on the coping drop in and fly
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Pentridge Wasteland
03:19
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You sit out on the curb by the cold concrete drain
By your Pentridge apartment smashed out of your brain
Hard times are comin’ for what you’ve been through
They’ll call your name, take the stand, prove what he did to you
Skateboards in the mornings, Nintendo in the afternoon
Water fights, BMX, things kids get up too
Down on your corner friends played their games
His eyes followed you around, drinkin’ the day away
Cricket in the summer, Footy in the spring
He was another friendly neighbour, you asked him to join in
When the game was over he gestured to your friend
Disappeared together toward Merri Creek Parkland
Third week of December, school holidays
When he rang your doorbell, knew your parents were away
They said never talk to strangers, cross at the lights
Walk against the traffic; don’t stay out late at night
In the back of your mind his words like a bore
Your parents will be angry you dirty little whore
He smiled at your father, they spoke down the street
Joked about the cricket and what’s on TV
Never talk to strangers, cross at the lights
Walk against the traffic; don’t stay out late at night
Never take a ride with a man that you don’t know
Don’t open the front door when you’re left home alone
Now you’re under the palm trees by Coburg Lake
You watch from the rotunda, your kids play their games
You know you’re a survivor, others didn’t make it through
There’s no one else to testify it all comes on you
Never talk to strangers, cross at the lights
Walk against the traffic; don’t stay out late at night
Never take a ride with a man that you don’t know
Don’t open the front door when you’re left home alone
Never talk to strangers, cross at the lights
Walk against the traffic; don’t stay out late at night
Never take a ride with a man that you don’t know
Don’t open the front door when you’re left at home
Cause down on that corner kids still play games
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Stand Up and Be My Man
03:52
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Tried so hard
To make you stand up and be my man
But every day turns out the same
You turn your head and look the other way
We rarely see eye to eye
I don’t know how to fight your kind of fight
I’m always in the wrong and you can’t see
The things you hold dearer than me
Took you by the hand
To help you from your knees
The day I said I’m leaving
Tried so hard to make you stand
Stand up and be my man
Why won’t you see the words written on the wall?
I don’t love you anymore
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How Crazy I've Been
03:45
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I saw a picture, three of us singin’
Back when we used to be friends
Songs and the whiskey never stopped flowin’
Till the sun came up again
Feelin’ so low drivin’ the highway
Wishin’ that you’d stayed cause
Nothing compares to that good time feelin’
When we used to play
You’ve both forgotten the magic that happens
Right up there on the stage
I wish you’d remember what you’re both missin’
And what we’re throwin’ away
It doesn’t matter if I stole your lover
Write it down in a song cause
Fans who love country love all the heartache
It’s what keeps em comin’ along
Nobody cares that you don’t like me
No one cares you’re mad
You don’t have the guts to go it alone or
Make it without my band
You’ve both forgotten the magic that happened
Night after night on the stage
I wish you’d remember the high times you’re missin’
And what you’re throwin’ away
Cowboys can solve all their trouble
With beer at the end of the night but
Women like us never forget those
Shit things you said in a fight
I’ve been pretending it’s not my problem
I stabbed you in the back
I shoulda known all those years ago
Not to treat you like crap
With rose coloured glasses I looked back across
Those years we spent on the stage
If only I’d seen how crazy I’d been
You wouldn’t be walkin’ away
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7. |
Remember The Time
04:51
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Do you remember the time,
We took cocaine to ride,
Into to dark, under the stars?
Do you remember those days?
Two girls in the spring rain
Cool mountain air
I still wish we were there
But your father said no
You were destined to go
Back to your home
Where you sleep alone
Do you remember the road,
How it lightened your load?
Weighing you down
That white satin gown
Your ruby red hair
The ring that’ll you’ll wear
As leaves fall in May
On your wedding day
Don’t you remember those times,
We drunk whiskey and wine?
At the old look out spot
With no eyes on the clock
But those days are long gone
We did nothing wrong
Should we be satisfied
With what others decide?
Don’t you remember those times,
We danced through the night?
I said you had to choose
But I knew I would lose
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Bridget Agnew
04:29
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Still morning, Wattlebirds warbling
My babes ate their bread and butter in bed
A dull ache lingered on the side of my head
From your fist and these words you said
“If you’re going to leave that’s fine
You know to leave our babies behind”
Quite, calm, you’ll hear no alarm and
Never see them again
Their struggle so brief, the silence so deep
Their bodies lay still ‘neath the water
Their flesh came from mine, no time to cry
Our souls will be freed of my torture
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We traveled to visit our neighbour
Who was in the family way
A small pile of cloth lay beside their well, so
My son pulled our cart up with caution
Fishing the bundle with a stick
My breath drew a pain so fast and so thick
Ran to the Agnew house, no one was found
Two babes and a mother are drowned
Their struggle so brief, silence so deep
We dragged them all from the water
Murder you knew Bridget Agnew
To heaven with the children that fought you
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My workday dragged on, I long to be home
I feel that I must make amends
This morning I said goodbye, you gave no reply
I understand, we don’t fight that often
If you’re going to leave that’s fine
You know to leave our babies behind
As you turn to leave the paddocks of Preston
The rest of your life you’ll find
Their struggle so brief, her silence so deep
My girls lay still by the water
Their flesh came from mine, forever entwined
I’ll never be free of this torture
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9. |
Tram Stop
03:02
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At the tram stop under the broken streetlight
The city feels so lonely tonight
Feet pound the pavement down Flinders Lane
Since I hurt you it hasn’t felt the same
Never as alone as we are now
Tryin’ to turn it round somehow
Got us tickets to go but you’d already gone
Can’t you take us to where we belong?
Counting, collecting all your mistakes
Controllin’ the way we relate
Fighting your corner was an endless chore
Doin’ it my way or you’re out that door
Never as alone as we are now
Trying to win you back somehow
Got us tickets to go but you’d already gone
Take me back to where we belong
At the tram stop, under the broken streetlight
At the tram stop, so lonely tonight
At the tram stop, already gone
Never as alone as I feel now
Trying to turn my life around
Got a ticket to go but I can’t move on
Won’t you take me to where we belong?
Never as alone as I am now
Tryin’ to turn my life around
Got a ticket to roll but I can’t move on
Won’t you take me to where we belong?
At the tram stop, under the broken streetlight
At the tram stop, so lonely tonight
At the tram stop, already gone
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10. |
Take Me Away
03:52
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Swore this time I’d do it right, do right by me
Not compromise things that I need
Still I came to your city high on Guy Clark
Moved into your house
We wrote songs in the dark
You take me away
You take me away
We played shows on the weekend
Lived in the bars, but from Monday to Thursday
I’d never know where you are
Who you’ve been with or what to expect
When you’re home in the evening
We never connect
Won’t you take me away
Won’t you take me away
Up on the stage I see that look in your eyes
I’ve been yearning to witness
Through the weekdays and nights
But it’s not me you long for but our trusted friend
All my pain and confusion as we come to an end
Won’t you take her away
Won’t you take her away
Won’t you take her away
Swore this time I’d do it right, not do it wrong
What do hearts know of promises
Broken for so long
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11. |
Make Up Your Mind
04:05
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There’s a hole in your soul
Where a child’s suppose to grow
What will you leave when you are old?
Songbooks of tunes nobody knows
Inward spirals your pain
Swallow against the grain
There you go back on the run
He’ll never know he fathered your son
All the scenesters moved on
When the drugs were all gone
What will you do to pass the time?
There’s more to life than
Staying home with your child
Make up your mind
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Cat Canteri Melbourne, Australia
Drummer, guitarist songwriter and singer from Melbourne Australia.
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