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BABY'S HOME (T. Morgan)

My indecision is causing me pain
It's hard to conceal it
And it's harder to name
Before I leave for work
Here's some words that might hurt
But it's something that I have to say

Think about me, when he calls around three
The time that you know I'm not at home
All that I ask is our promises last
'Til the time I can stand on my own

When I horse breaks a leg
Then it's best to shoot it
'Cause it's quick and it eases the pain
But when a marriage is dying
Tell me who does the firing
And who is to say who's to blame

Think about me, when he calls around three
The time that you know I'm not at home
All that I ask is our promises last
'Til the time I can stand on my own

You may think i went to work
But i took the day off
And i watched him as his car pulled in the drive
And although my heart's hurtin'
My shotgun is workin'
And it packs one hell of a surprise

Think about me, when he calls around three
'Cause guess what your baby is home
I'll cut you in half with a double shot blast
And I'll pound on his head with a stone
'Til I think I can stand on my own

 

 

 

BALLARAT (E. Dando)

 

 

 

BECOME THE ENEMY (B. Stevenson)

It's my fault
I never learned a trade
So I just scrape all day
It's not my fault
Yeah, when there's never enough
So I just toil away

And oh, what you say to me
It's not how love's supposed to be
And oh, what you do to me
When you become the enemy

It's not your fault
Yeah, things didn't turn out the way you dreamed at school
And now you're raising two
But it's your fault
When you raise a pointed finger at the one who loves you

And oh, what you say to me
It's not how love's supposed to be
And oh, what you do to me
When you become the enemy

Pass the blame and our life away
Pass the blame, watch us fall away
Pass the blame and our life away
Pass the blame, watch us fall away

It's not our fault
Yeah things never turn out the way we plan
Something we can never understand
And it's both our faults
When we pass the blame instead of trying to change
Babe, we just need to rearrange

And oh, what you say to me
It's not how love's supposed to be
And oh, what you do to me
When you become the enemy

Pass the blame in our lives away
Pass the blame, watch us fall away
Pass the blame in our life away
Pass the blame, watch us fall away

 

 

BEING AROUND (E. Dando/T. Morgan)

If I was in the fridge, would you open the door?
If I was the grass, would you mow your lawn?
If I was your body, would you still wear clothes?
If I were a booger, would you blow your nose?
Where would you keep it?
Would you eat it?
I’m just trying to give myself a reason
For being around

If I was the front porch swing, would you let me hang?
If I was the dance floor, would you shake your thang?
If I was a rubber cheque, would you let me bounce
Up and down inside your bank account?
Would ya trust me
Not to break you?
I’m just trying really hard to make you
Notice me being around

If was a haircut, would you wear a hat?
If I was a maid, could I clean your flat?
If I was the carpet, would you wipe your feet
In time to save me from mud off the street?
If you like me
If you love me
Would you get down on your knees and scrub me?
I’m a little grubby, from just being around.

 


BELT (E. Dando)

Been livin' with your shit too long
You know it’s gotta end
Yell to me sing your song

You know it’s gotta end
You just been around too long to still be my friend
Try and talk it out with you
Let’s not pretend
Now’s the time
Today's the day to show you what I fail to say
I gotta stick
I got some friends
This is where your story ends
Right now we're gonna belt
Right now you don't look so well
That’s right you can't walk so well
Go on, give it a chance
May I ask for this dance
You're fucked up

 


BIG GAY HEART E. Dando/T. Morgan)

Take a look into some big gray eyes
And ask yourself do you wanna make ‘em cry?
Looking out of them, it’s just as well
But you’re gonna live to see, I’m gonna ask you why

Either way you’ve got a bone to pick
Can’t you leave that to somebody else
I don’t need you to suck my dick
Or to help me feel good about myself

Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart
Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart

Why can’t you look after yourself, and not down on me
Do you have to try to piss me off, just ‘cause I'm easy to please?
Why can’t you look after yourself, and not down on me
Yeah well, I understand that you’re not with the big gay scene

If you can find a way to add it up
It might be hard but it might be enough
I’d be grateful, I’d be satisfied
And you might find in time it wouldn’t feel so bad

After all it doesn’t take that much
And it would mean the song to me
For you to lose the part that’s still afraid
And not prepared to see

My big gay heart
In the dark, my big gay heart
Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart

Why can’t you look after yourself, and not down on me
Do you have to try to piss me off, just ‘cause I'm easy to please?
Why can’t you look after yourself, and not down on me
Yeah well, I understand that you’re not with the big gay scene

Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart
Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart
My big gay heart
In the dark, my big gay heart
Big gay heart
Please don’t break my big gay heart


BIT PART (E. Dando/T. Morgan)

I wanna bit part in your life
A walk-on would be fine
I just wanna bit part in your life (bit part in your life)

I wanna bit part in your life
Rehearsing all the time
I just wanna bit part in your life (bit part in your life)

Little more than a cameo
Nothing traumatic when I go

Little more than a stand-in
I won’t need reprimanding

BLACK GOWN (E. Dando)

I wanna lie down and listen
I wanna lie down and listen
I gotta lie down and isn't that your black gown

So you cry now and you're pacing
Feel your town might need erasing
You gotta lie down and isn't that your black gown

Is it really true
He has passed away
Neither I or you can really say
We were fast asleep
just the other day
I'd been dreaming about the bales of house high hay
We went and climbed that day

If it ain't fixed, don't break it
When the pain pricks you can take
Kill a werewolf wooden you stake it

Bring the sky down while we're waiting
Put a line out or cut bacon
Drop a dime now for satan
Where's your black gown?
If you find our you're mistaken
Give exactly what you're taking
When it's time to throw the rake in

I wanna lie down and listen
I wanna lie down and listen
I gotta lie down and isn't that your black gown


BRASS BUTTONS (G. Parsons)

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evening, pale morning, bottle blues
And the tiny golden pins
That she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

My mind was young until she knew
Secret thoughts known only by a few
Was a dream much to real
To believe against to know
All the time I think she knew

The words still dance inside my head
The comb still lies beside my bed
And the sun comes up without her
It just doesn’t know she’s gone
I remember everything she said

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes
Warm evening, pale morning, bottle blues
And the tiny golden pins
That she wore up in her hair
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes

 

 


BREAK ME (E. Dando)

Speak so softly and lowly
Like you want me to hear
And it just shows to go me
No need to fear
You’re away on a movie
And I want you to be

Be Be Be Be Be
Be Be Be Be Be

You’re away on a painting
And I want you to be
And it just ain’t worth waiting
For what I don’t wanna see
You’re away on a painting
It don’t bother me

Me Me Me Me Me
Me Me Me Me Me
Me Me Me Me Me
Me Me Me Me Me

Come on baby
Don’t say you hate me
Grape leaf stay fair save me???
Starting all over, heather clover
Come on rover, break me
Break me
Break me

Speak so softly and lowly
Like you want me to hear

 

 


BURIED ALIVE (B. Deily)

Well I give up
Buried alive
Can't seem to face up
Buried alive
Can't seem to get it right
Buried alive
And I'll be up all night
Buried alive, I'm drowning
Too much on my heart and my mind
Schoolgirls are running my life
I can't get out

Said the wrong word at the wrong time
Buried alive
Listening on the telephone
Buried alive
Hearing myself from faraway
Buried alive
I can't believe the things I'm saying
Buried alive, I'm losing control

Well I give up
Buried alive
I really fucked
Buried alive
I still can't get it right
Buried alive
I'll still be up all night
Buried alive, I'm drowning
Too much on my heart and my mind
Schoolgirls still running my life
I've gotta get out

 

 

 


BURYING GROUND (B. Deily)

Down the road, around the hill
Past the dust and railroad tracks
Where the dark woods whisper
She is gone

Where the water runs unseen
Faded leaves are rustling
The deadfall snapping
She is gone

A carpet of pine needles spreads to the burying ground
Petals scatter, seasons change

She is dust, she is no more
Only the ground remembers
She is dust, she is no more

"This is the Hour of Lead --
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --
First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go
--"

[final stanza from Emily Dickinson, #341 in The
Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, ed. Thomas H.
Johnson -- punctuation and capitalization sic]


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