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Smithy
03:58
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Smithy
Oh the son of Will and Cathy, in Brisbane Charles was born
They left our shores for BC, but they weren’t there for long
This before the myth, that became Kingsford-Smith
Ooh Smithy you were born to fly
Ooh Smithy you were born to fly
Yeah the Great War was calling, where toes were his loss
For his gallantry they gave him, the military cross
From Lady Luck he was kissed, and he became a fascist
Lead break
Ooh smithy you were born to fly
Ooh smithy you were born to fly
Flew across the Trans-Pacific, for which he was the first
And despite the adoration, It hadn’t quenched his thirst
And although - nothing he feared, in the Southern Cross he disappeared
Ooh smithy you were born to fly
Ooh smithy you were born to fly
Uncle Tom was a little boy, of you (he) could not get enough
He asked you for an autograph, you told him to f*ck off
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2. |
Molly Dean
03:42
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Molly Dean
On a warm November night in 1930
She was simply heading back
Regular journey
Molly was only young
Writer, bohemian
Mitford and Milton
Provided no protection
Too late to get a tram
Dark and lonely
She began the trip up Grey
On shanks pony
Laneway on Addison not witnessed by anyone
Writer to be someday, her life brutally taken away
Leadbreak
Chorus
Molly was only young
Writer, bohemian
Mitford and Milton
Provided no protection
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3. |
Breadcrumbs
03:09
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Breadcrumbs
Going back
This time
No sense, no reason, no rhyme
Been bad
Been slack
Gotta get a load off my back
Yeah this days been coming
Nothings got these fingers strumming
Was a track
Now a road
No worries, No cares, No load
A creek
The trees
I’m free and shooting the breeze
Old car
Dirt bike
I go as far as I like
Now I’m on my way back home
Chorus
I’m following bread crumbs
Using my thumbs
Ursa Major
And Orion
Are describin’
Where to go
Not a map
Not a plan
Strolling on as calm as I can
Futures up
Futures good
No must, no could, no should
Yeah there’s nothin doin
Gotta keep this body movin
Read a book
Smell a flower
A long walk, a bike, a light shower
Write a tune
Make a hit
Sit back & don’t give a shit
Ride a bus
Take a train
Stay on the right side of sane
Now I’m on my way back home
Chorus
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4. |
Newton's Theory
03:59
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Newton’s Theory
Somebody’s trying
Trying to buy me
Someone’s defying
Lying yet still
There is no sound
From trickle down
Someone disputing
Logic and science
Some reinforcing
Fiction from fact
What comes around
Still goes around
Chorus
What goes up
Must come down
Newton’s theory
Remains sound
Galileo
He had found
Was the moon
Goes around
Somebody’s drawing
Findings from nothin
Someone is driven
Pockets to fill
Progress unwound
Flat-earthers astound
Chorus
Some people buying
willing and able
Chorus
Penicillin
Another story
Won a Nobel
For Howard Florey
Rosa Franklin
Using X-ray
Was the leader in
D N A
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5. |
Wake Up
04:10
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Wake up
Staring at the ceiling
God knows what I’m feeling
Insomnia
Sleep inertia
Wake Up
Wake Up
Diurnal variation
Unease elevation
Night terror
Bad new bearer
Wake Up
Wake Up
Unease dissipation
Nervous alleviation
Morning comes
Safe in the sun
Wake Up
Wake Up
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6. |
Goodbye
04:52
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Her head is to the side
To sleep begins to slide
He watches her
From the hallway
The memories are vast
He’s thinking of the past
As teens they wrote
You and I always
The erosion was creeping
Couldn’t see the forest for the trees
He’s recalling a time
When they were in their prime
Evokes a taste,
Smell and colour
A passion not pursued
Some turbulence ensued
Didn’t have much,
but had each other
Looking back it seems so simple
Appearing hard it really came with ease
In the good night don’t go gentle
Ahhh
I fell for the first time in my life
t’was the last time
And I lie, down by your side
Close my eyes
What rises is the cream
To sleep perchance to dream
He turns and walks
Down the hallway
Hello eternity
Goodby humanity
Remembering
You and I always
And I pray
I have to say
Were you happy?
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Max was lying on his bed when the mail arrived he stopped what he was reading
A letter from Ethel whose brother had died
Ern Malley’s poems on inside, it went on:
Angry Penguins and Ern Malley Hoax
Modernists meet the old guard blokes
Ern had died at a young age
But not before he’d put his pen to paper
Born in Mersey, he moved to Melbourne his natural gift was with the writing caper
Max was so enthralled with the work that he decided to publish in the next edition
He had no idea that he was being set up by conservatives for derision
Angry Penguins and Ern Malley Hoax
Modernists meet old guard blokes
The response was not expected
Had the poems been confected?
Controversy ensued for many weeks
Pushed mainly by the mainstream
Finally the Daily Mail
Revealed the whole sordid tale
Max the butt of many jokes
The victim of a cruel hoax
Max recovered, a successful career
The hoaxers too wrote for years
75 years later they’ve all long gone
But the poems of Ern Malley forever live on
Angry Penguins and Ern Malley Hoax
Modernists meet old guard blokes
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8. |
I've Finally Arrived
03:54
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Time flies
When you blink an eye
I’m here
And I didn’t try
Happy like a dog
Discarded God
But wait there’s more
I can’t be sure
It comes with strings
And assorted things
This wasn’t fun
So I go back to option one
Think I got this now
I don’t know how
May have missed the bus
The whole things suss
Training wheels are off
Not using hands
I open my eyes and the time has flown again
Chorus
I’ve finally arrived and I can see
I just figured out what I want to be
Asleep at the wheel I’m testing me
Time has caught me again pants down on knees
Middle 8
I’m on the things that matter
Stop listening to the chatter
Focus on crossing the line
No longer incandescent
I’m living in the present
Doing that with which I’m inclined
Are you still here
I thought you’d gone
I’ve figured it out
But it took so long
I’ve finally arrived and I can see
I just figured out what I want to be
Asleep at the wheel I’m testing me
Time has caught me again pants down on knees
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9. |
Already Nowhere
04:30
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My heart is pounding
I’m feeling the heat
Wolves are surrounding
A matter of feet
I’m already nowhere
The hairs are risin
Theirs light in the street
Footsteps approaching
I’m under the sheet
I’m already nowhere x 2
The sound’s enticing
The smell is sweet
My ears are ringing
I’m tasting defeat
I’m already nowhere
My skin’s all tingles
Unsteady on feet
The traduction
Has caught up with me
I’m already nowhere
I’m already nowhere
Sooner or later at the end of the line
And most of the time with you
I’m gunna make seem like everything’s fine
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10. |
Hitchhiking
03:42
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The dawn went forever and the traffic had gone,
the cars ran on leaded and no sign of a phone,
sign said for four days that nobody had come,
old-enough to know better but I wanted my mum,
burning sleepers to keep extremities warm, two of us huddled in bag made for one,
a car appeared alone in the distant sun, packed to the brim, towing another one,
slowed down but it drove on menacing by,
necks craned to look but they would-n’t have hurt a fly,
come on, we got a ride catch, the temperatures droppin you know
Hitch hiken' to Katherine
I don’t remember when it all began,
Was near a town called Palmerston,
Sticking out a finger on the open road, heavy rain had meant the banks had overflowed,
The lifts came quickly down to Adelaide river, just in time for little bit of dinner,
We slept in shifts many hours it took, stopping off for water in Nit-mil-uk,
Mystical land of blue and red,
Totally enthralled we were mystified,
We made Mataranka without a single goddam wanker,
Stuart highway was a single lane you know ,
Oh come on
Who will drive me home
Gimme a sign here on
Gimme some oh yeah
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Pinkerton Pendlebury Melbourne, Australia
Pinkerton Pendlebury is a musical partnership between Andrew Pendlebury (The Sports) and Steve Pinkerton (Dallas Crane/The Ronson Hangup). Their debut album was written collaboratively and additonal musicians included Steve Hadley on bass (Tex Perkins) as well as Ashley Naylor (Paul Kelly, The Church, Even). BV's by Layla Fibbins (Sideshow brides). Jason Kain (Jackson Code) plays 2nd guitar live ... more
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