The Day You Come Powderfinger

The Day You Come memories are fading a single voice complaining while days are stacking up it’s hardly worth debating the people are frustrated drink from poison cup the system is collapsing

Good-Day Ray Powderfinger

Good-Day Ray he’s at you again ray testing out your headspace no matter what you do the money still loves you you have fallen down the stairs again you might have to take it easy because we

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

Stumblin' Powderfinger

I got to feeling low for making light of whatever you said The pain went straight to my head chopping me up turning me to morose You've got a thing or two coming soon so I'll get out of your way Beat

Come Away Powderfinger

Come Away Come away with me i won't bite Your face is near come away Come away Feel my hand is on your skin It's smooth I want to touch it To touch it Come sit yourself next to me I've got

(Baby I've Got You) On My Mind Powderfinger

Baby I've got you on my mind, honey you won't ever know How much I need you by my side, promise you won't ever go I won't take no from you this time Baby I've got you on my mind 'Cause honey I've

Morning Sun Powderfinger

Baby, don't you weep The world 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

Sunsets Powderfinger

Sunsets over the beaches from now on Each day looking for new ways to go on Maybe I should drop by maybe I should have called Maybe I should have followed you and beat down your door Maybe it's gonna

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

Bless My Soul Powderfinger

Push me right over And hold me down under the waves If I'm out breath maybe I'll recognise my mistakes Coz nothing I've done yeah Is worthy of showing to you It's just meaningless bullshit And promises

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

Glimpse Powderfinger

Glimpse Tell me when does your justice start What you say and what i see they are miles apart Now i'm as guilty as the next man or woman i declare Of apathy and selfish greed and self interested

Rockin' Rocks Powderfinger

Who'd you say is you? Where'd you say you hide your proof?

On My Mind Powderfinger

Baby I've got you on my mind Honey you won't ever know How much i need ya by my side, Promise you I'll never go I won't take no from you this time 'Cos baby I've got you on my mind And honey I gotta

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

Love Your Way Powderfinger

I got to keep moving to stay warm 'cause I'm freezing in this room And if I prove no good here I'll skip to where I should It's only an imaginary vigil that we keep You salvage what you need I'll take

How Far Have We Really Come? Powderfinger

Despite the miseries And the lessons learned from history The pattern still repeats Never to surrender don't you ever repeat How far have we really come?

Oipic Powderfinger

Oipic Far may you run from what you know Sermons homespun before the show One superjudge that brings a change in taste The new seasons king with a brand new face Cause the old seasons bloom seemed

Whatever Makes You Happy Powderfinger

Whatever Makes You Happy if we never make it back to how far we've come along this way we search around for solid ground that will help to carry us away if the memories I left throw the

My Happiness Powderfinger

My Happiness I see your shadow on the street now I hear you push through the rusty gate click up your heals on the concrete waiting for a knock coming way to late it seems an age since

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

Already Gone Powderfinger

Already Gone you've been working all your life all weekends and overtime while you're trying to unwind you can't relate to the leisured life another day meanders by keeping nature's tabled time

(Return of) The Electric Horseman Powderfinger

(Return of) The Electric Horseman In my head inside my dreams Under my hand as no one's seen Bent to the will of the others Strange kind of day to discover That all seasons fail and recover So

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

Up & Down & Back Again Powderfinger

Up & Down & Back Again come and rescue me from in the water deep careful now don't loose your aim the road ahead is clear again I haven't found it yet you drift away so slow in the

Hurried Bloom Powderfinger

He liberates her often hidden smile She buried trust faded away He swallowed any promises they made Darkness to weave its silent track Stars decorate a shroud of black Night closed the

Don't Panic Powderfinger

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 the

Tail Powderfinger

Tail I'll take the 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

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

SS Powderfinger

SS Sweetest jolting of the 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

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

DAF Powderfinger

DAF Holding out for a signal to come Solution found should appease everyone Religion hides from developing proof Believers try to encourage the truth Cascading down golden rays above Cascading

These Days Powderfinger

These Days it's coming round again the slowly creeping hand of time and its command soon enough it comes and settles in its place its shadow in my face puts pressure in my day

The Metre Powderfinger

The Metre blow the candles out to raise to the night let all the tension out you've been wound up so tight it's a tender trap to plan ahead all the time if you measure the world by

Pick You Up Powderfinger

Pick You Up When you are set to throw in your hand When you are far from home When what you believe is buried in your hands When you feel outgrown I'll be the one to pick you up again When you

Roll Right By You Powderfinger

Your gentle pace it provides a rhythm for the unwashed few of us Lock and loaded past is a prison for the crimes of the universe Do you have the information to decide whether you really care C'mon you

Bridle You Powderfinger

Bridle You Strip me down Wash me white Leave the sparks in my eyes Novelty Wearing thin Overload of thruth and advice Narrow minds Move hollow mouths To taste the foot that

Blanket Powderfinger

Blanket Is it obvious that you have had it wrong? You’re attitude and angst seem to have gone Is there no way you can mean what you have said?

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

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

My Kind of Scene Powderfinger

My Kind of Scene Tell me where I'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job for everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad lean to the side

Not My Kinda Scene Powderfinger

tell me where i'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad so lean to the side whisper it quiet the end is in

Passenger Powderfinger

Passenger caged you hold so tight until your knuckles show escape as far away as you could ever know you sink them all down and watch them float up until the wheel has spun around you will be

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

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

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

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

Don't Wanna Be Left Out Powderfinger

I creep around slowly and receive from the TV signals about my life I've no dedication to my medication I'm otherwise occupied An ambitious plan to bring attention to myself A cerebral hitman permeates

Living Type Powderfinger

Living Type And you'll be there to break my fall To reassure my doubts and faults And all your fables will ring true They are the lies you lean on too There's love on your breath I'd better not

Pockets Powderfinger

By now you know that I never arrived I was too tired to move I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse But I'm tired of them too Little pockets of air in the atmosphere Make it easy to breathe So