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Like a Dog Powderfinger Like a Dog in all that he takes in all that he shows the higher the stakes the lower the blows and all the mistakes that he's ever known whatever it takes he'll be stealing the show now Powderfinger Cowboy Junkies Look out, Mama, there's a white boat coming up the river, with a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John 'cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the POWDERFINGER Neil Young POWDERFINGER Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're Rockin' Rocks Powderfinger You're swollen like a lexicon If you hurry we'll be home real soon If you meet me in the morning, gonna make my day The sky will fall and the planets swoon, Feel like tomorrow coming up too soon Skinny Jean Powderfinger Skinny Jean Yeah you got knee high boots to hide focaccia fruit yeh You better think twice about the soy milk drink babe You got a patent handbag and solid state rags You wont think twice about the Thrilloilogy Powderfinger Thrilloilogy for every story gone untold there's a secret that dissolves so many pieces still unsolved you're not quite who you think you are can see the symptoms from afar I'm hosing Odyssey #5 (take 4) Powderfinger Odyssey #5 (take 4) welcome to the new suburban fables dressed up like a tomb inside a cradle if you're paying peanuts you get monkeys better save that silly money for junkets Belter Powderfinger Belter you go I feel like dropping bombs between your eyes but not today too slow I feel like stopping arrows with your mind it’s all the same something come along gonna make a change you don Don't Panic Powderfinger If I invite danger It might just do some good for me Slack jawed little stranger Slip and shuffle on your feet If I set a trap I'll raise suspicion and keep eyes on me I'll just keep kicking at Tail Powderfinger lead you’ll follow me Come and relevie the friends that I keep They’re sick of me Small minded creed blisters and weeps Swallow the shit that jealousy feeds Choke on it And I may have a Capoicity Powderfinger Capoicity honesty is out of style so hammer in the coffin nails a message sent across to land with kisses for you we’ll tell them nothing our little secret they’ll never make us ever open up Solution Powderfinger Solution There’s every sign That every mind must bear a little frustration When souls collide We’re all bound to leave sometime If you were my only problem Then I couldn’t confuse you Since You've Been Gone Powderfinger There's a truth begging to be told as the blues grab and take a hold To continue like this only acts as a force for no good I just want to say that I miss you and I've felt pitiful since you've been Celebrity Head Powderfinger Celebrity Head at quarter to nine my plus one decides to make her arrival I’ll say what I like at the end of the night for social survival I’ll cut you to size then apologize and make an impassioned A Song Called Everything Powderfinger How many more times will you say that you love me How many more times will you wake up beside me You think that you told me what I'd like to hear But I think you should tell me how you really feel This Syrup to Exchange Powderfinger This Syrup to Exchange It’s early rise His teeth are firm And cleanse with hands to hunt and hope The sun divieds Imagine leaves A shelter while I sleep There are many years To Over My Head Powderfinger Over My Head a combination of the two worst ideas you might have well don't complain you just concede, there's nothing left for you (it's) sad to think that its all gone over my head I like to Hindley Street Powderfinger Hindley Street a gentle winter haze creeps in at three forty-four the Hindley st parade shuffles to my door the hotel decor shades are always poorly sewn twenty-five in thirty days makes this room Morning Sun Powderfinger is at your feet Did you think I was always gonna take your side Grevellea's in bloom Right outside your room You can keep your honour I can save my pride Keep your hands up on the table Well, I don't like Glimpse Powderfinger things when after all They're only handed down Now why must we accept these things when after all They're only handed down Tell me when does your mercy begin What you say and what i see Looks like These Days Powderfinger command soon enough it comes and settles in its place its shadow in my face puts pressure in my day this life well its slipping right through my hands these days turned out nothing like Powderfinger (Live) Neil Young, Crazy Horse Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail SS Powderfinger memory Little secrets become fantasy Stuart Surridge never growing tired Little boys baby safe inside These things are mine for always We can hold our breath 'till we all turn blue Then we'll race like Private Man Powderfinger Private Man I tell you he’s a private man in a public circumstance he’s eyeing off an old doorframe looking for a drastic change it’s such a shame this had to end but things are out of his command Walking Stick Powderfinger Walking Stick Spoon Fed from a dirty plate A diet designed only to agitate A veil of pride and gospel truth To cover the hidden fist that he used And I wont say a word You’ve sewn me Process This Powderfinger Have you ever been done so low Till it put you in the picture show Have you ever felt so ashamed Tryin to process someone else's pain Put your message down in a box Lick a stamp why dont you send it off Grave Concern Powderfinger Grave Concern Somebody screaming that the end is nigh Never seen nobody with hopes so high Uneasy feeling creeping up on me Justify a weary trinity And I can hardly contain my joy Let Vladimir Powderfinger Vladimir I am the lizard queen Uniform of taffeta and diamond rings In here I see all kinds Even tiny drunken Muscovite Mouths locked tight With a native man seeking shelter for the night I Hurried Bloom Powderfinger Hurried Bloom She has a handfull of reasons to loose him He liberates her often hidden smile She buried trust faded away He swallowed any promises they made Darkness to weave its silent Passenger Powderfinger if you want to be a passenger climb aboard with me we’re leaving now step outside and see another world only if you want to be a passenger chained so many places you’d prefer to be than framed