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Carpet stained with my red wine I've been staring at the fire I keep looking at the time I'm waiting on you I can hear the howling wind Yes the sound
I can't get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations
to stand straight because my back's so bent Tell my secretary I ain't takin' any calls, And if you want to find me, just ask the boys... Down at the
a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And she said, "Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men
Experience babe, kickin' stones and cans Experience babe, cigarette-stained hands It's not too late, hear it in the wind It's not too late, feel passion
anyway Fill all the big holes, leave no trace No sign of yesterday I was all the dishes and I clean up my place No sign of yesterday I stare at the photographs
they can see in the night, And I feel no pain Metal heart and a metal brain, But something is wrong 'cause I still feel that signal coming in so I stand at
cricket calling switch on the TV Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load Laugh at
Who can it be knocking at my door? Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more. Can't you see that it's late at night? I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling
Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory Where things are not as they seem Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more desperately Than to fulfill his dreams Letting
Moving up and down and from side to side With so many things to do I want to go again I want another ride This time should see it through We never realised
It's quiet when the tide's low Climbing up the cliffs You can see for miles far The boat that ran adrift Is sitting on the sandbar Laughing at the waves
Jump down the shelters to get away The boys are cockin' up their guns Tell us general, is it party time? If it is can we all come Don't think that we
Wind is in the east Stare at us eyes in wonder Like beggars at a feast We can't even, count the number What you gonna do? Send them table scraps we're
Skip de skip, up the road Off to school we go "Don't you be a bad boy Johnny Don't you slip up Or play the fool" "Oh no Ma, Oh no Da, I'll be your golden
Don't take the fire from your eyes Must make them feel the heat They build castles underground for the rich and politic elite Keep all the home fires
: Experience babe, kickin' stones and cans Experience babe, cigarette-stained hands It's not too late, hear it in the wind It's not too late, feel passion
