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Blow Up The Pokies The Whitlams There was the stage, two red lights and a dodgy P.A. Year Of The Rat The Whitlams Creeping into town with all these changes in my head Funny how my old haunts all look new A taxi from the airport to the Paris end of King Ill drop my bags Ill see whos in My dirty streets My fabulous My Floor Is Her Ceiling The Whitlams Her floor's my ceiling I know what goes on He finishes her quickly And then he gets up to go She walks to the lounge room And puts on a tape Lights up an Alpine And settles in for the night Out The Back The Whitlams I wake and the sun has returned Trees with their majesty back I walk down to the sea Yeah, I'll borrow some wax I can sit out here like a teabag No more exercise for me Now I've made it out the back Breathing Make The World Safe The Whitlams I know they all want you With your Desdemona's eyes I'll keep you from danger Save you from prying eyes I can make the world safe for you Come and live over here I can make the world safe for 12 Hours The Whitlams Spent 12 hours drinking Slept with someone that looked like you We got up early in the afternoon Her eyes were sweet but how could she Know that we had wandered down a dead-end street And I couldnt Breathing You In The Whitlams I'm awake You sleep on and on When you wake my head is resting on your shoulder I'm breathing you in I'm breathing you in Don't get up I'm in heaven Close your eyes it's only half past seven The day's Kate Kelly The Whitlams So you just keep on drinking And you try to forget How they strung up Joe Byrne To the jail house door He looked just like a marionette He was dead for two days And I'll tell you no lies With the press Love Is Everywhere The Whitlams Love is everywhere, I don't want to bend down and pick it up Love is everywhere, a shocking week but can Sunday bail me out Love is everywhere, I want to sit here and hear the sound of that thing Thank You (for loving me at my worst) The Whitlams movement You took it on, you took it on board I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst" If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up? No Aphrodisiac The Whitlams A letter to you on a cassette 'Cause we don't write anymore Gotta make it up quickly There's people asleep on the second floor There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness Truth beauty and a picture of Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2) The Whitlams Charlie you're not my Charlie anymore you're screwing it up You're killing your soul with an audience looking on If I hadn't left early last night I would have made a speech to you How you're not I Was Alive The Whitlams The night I met you were a fucking disgrace Tripping over people falling flat on your face I thought Id dance with you cause you wouldnt remember A year ago now yeah that was the end of December Theres Unreliable The Whitlams There's a girl I know I want to take her around the world But she's so unreliable She's so unreliable And it would be my luck She only likes me when she gets drunk And lately she's been thinking Ease Of The Midnight Visit The Whitlams Show me a way to stop lovin you And I'll stop coming 'round Your flatmate in the front room, He thinks he may have found - The last of the teenage lovers Surprised by what I feel The last of the teenage You Sound Like Louis Burdett The Whitlams Roll with the punches, down the aisles, and down the street the weeks roll by I'm chewing ice and grinning, I'm spewing up and spinning It's billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen Hey you Keep The Light On The Whitlams We stumble into each others lives and we knock some things over Try not to make a sound Each time you reach out, a new shout or shine-on We run in and fall out, fumble around for the key Ill always Fancy Lover The Whitlams Gone crazy trying to keep up with her Its like youre standing in the darkness In the theatre up the back Joining her ovation When you wish you could distract her take her home You had to try Dont some Beauty In Me The Whitlams Cross-legged on the front lawn shes had a bad pill The lights of the city they can all go to hell Itll all come good if she can put in the hours She wants to get into film but its gonna take years White Horses The Whitlams All the white horses are dragged below the sea What goes on in there? Tonight The Whitlams You can go to bed Wednesday youre a wanted man And wake up someone else Your oldest friends on the sweetest night Now even they cant help And you run to stay still You hope your heart explodes Your You Gotta Love This City The Whitlams really full, and his girlfriend had a boyfriend The houses all the same, now here's the rain Not falling but collapsing at his feet Deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm He wishes the Best Work The Whitlams After the fall things will never be the same How in the world can anyone love again? 400 Miles From Darwin The Whitlams We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here One among the hundreds, crying for the millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves Beautiful As You The Whitlams Travelling the world from side to side From Pocket Mountain to the Apples eye Like a misanthrope on Halloween Im hiding Under a tapestry of stone hung from the sky But in all the oceans blur, the planes High Ground The Whitlams You've got your favourite programmes The bird, the dog, two cats One of your babies will always Ring on the weekend for a chat A beautiful garden Too easily getting out of hand How can you concentrate Pretty As You The Whitlams looks His music is better than it sounds When he won't speak Still waters run deep All of this is true When you're as pretty as you Yeah anything is true When you're as pretty as you He likes the Fondness Makes The Heart Grow Absent The Whitlams I woke twice last night, walked to the window Looked down at the gravestones guarding St Patricks in the snow And I thought if that's where it all ends I should get home again with you When fondness Royal In The Afternoon The Whitlams I won't drink, I won't smoke Won't get home at a hundred o'clock Nobody goin' to satisfy me Except you and the baby and the colour TV I was always in my prime Now I'm falling over the line The boys are Melbourne The Whitlams She paints pictures on the wall She eats all of the garden And has an aversion to conviction And she calls her dog "the bear" In love with this girl And with her town as well Walking 'round the