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Getting It Together
02:31
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I been worried about the state of my gums `
And i've been cleaning my bathroom's scum
Been walking the dog lots, been eating right
Been getting to bed before 12 every night
I been re-reading all the books that I own
Applying for jobs tho nobody’s phoned
Listening to lots of Raccoon City and Minor Threat
And I haven’t relapsed into my old ways yet
But Andy told me while we sat on the street
‘When you talk about getting it together
Picture all the good things you’ve done this week
And picture doing them every week forever’
I've been sober, working on myself
Doing tonnes of other stuff for my health
Haven't been out don't wanna see anyone
Haven't been out don't want to see you
I been worried about the state of my gums
And i've been cleaning my bathroom's scum
Haven't been out don't wanna see anyone
Haven't been out don't want to see you
But Andy told me while we sat on the street
‘When you talk about getting it together
Picture all the good things you’ve done this week
And picture doing them every week forever’
Mowing
Gotta mow my lawn
Every month for the rest of my life
Laundry
Gotta wash my clothes
Every week for the rest of my life
Flossing
Gotta floss my teeth
Every day for the rest of my life
Not calling you
Gotta not call you
Every single hour for the rest of my life
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2. |
King George Sound
02:55
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I should have been studying for my exams -- but you had a car!
So we spent all summer circling roundabouts like seagulls
And standing in the cold outside the bars
We sat in carparks ate Maccas
Made plans to do cool shit but never followed through
Most of our friends had already moved away so what else was there to do?
I wish we'd just kept driving around King George Sound
You were the first other queer boy I met
and I was seventeen, drunk and horny
So while Charlotte was yakking in the kitchen sink
I was touching your dick in the laundry
I hear that you've gotten married now
And you're back at church every week
I'm sorry if I hurt you way back then
I guess that I was just confused and weak
But I wish we'd just kept driving around King George Sound
Things were never the same after that.
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When Orion speaks he stammers
My housemate-- permanently hammered
You can't remember where you left your socks or shoes
You come into my room
You come into my room
You ask me a direct question
I start looking through my CD collection
Not at you
This is house is like a tomb
So let the silence bloom
I don't wanna die
I just wanna die
I don't wanna die
I just wanna
Friday night: the household's really living
Watching Orion Silver's television
Tell you I love you but I have my doubts
Orion's passing out
He's passed out on the couch
You fall asleep in my lap I feel a little sick
In True Lies Schwarznegger's killing Bolsheviks
Hey- enduring every day
So let the movie play
Getting drunk and high
Every single night
I don't wanna die
I just wanna die
Getting drunk and high
Getting drunk and high
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4. |
Leavers
02:35
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I left my phone in the last country town
I don't know who's hanging up on you now
We'll my thoughts don't bend they snap
They glide towards some lap or bottle-caps
Well I'm just gargling knives
As we drive and drive and drive
"Hell's Bells" / teeth-like fences flash by
Their jawbones open wide
And I think
But I don't think
Man did we bring enough to drink?
By the kitchen sink
Coming down off something man
Just wallow in your distress
You fucking stupid mess
But I don't want to talk anymore
I wanna pass out on the floor
Michelle's passing around a cup
Throwing/Bailingup
Grey mist
A fine tryst
We filed it all under misc.
You are wrong
You were born wrong
You don't know where you belong
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5. |
Loomis St.
02:50
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Do you think he was ok?
Well he was what I expected:
He was sitting in the corner of the kitchen all night
Like he was hiding an erection
Left without saying goodbye!
Probably sped through the first intersection
I guess he was feeling pretty rough
At least he didn't stay?
Cornered me outside the bathroom
Told me he wanted to talk
Didn't touch me but he asked to
We were his first two friends here
Always thought we'd be the last two
I guess it must be pretty tough
I don't know how long I can keep this up
What did everyone say?
It was more like how they said it:
Real evasive they won't talk about it
But I know they won't forget it
All suddenly needed to smoke
When we know that she's asthmatic
But I couldn't call her bluff
Has he called you yet today
He sent a text but I dont wanna check it
I thought everyone would be okay with this
But we might have properly wrecked it
I mean looking around last night
I didn't feel all that accepted
The next few weeks are going to be tough
I think that we have really fucked this up
No matter where we turn we're taking someone else's place
Swim between the flags but still vanish without trace
I wonder which of us is next to be replaced
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6. |
Green Army
02:10
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Wake up in the morning and my sheets are full of grit
Sore from digging drainage ditches and sanitation pits
My masters in commerce, well it didn't prepare me for this
I aimed for International Excellence but I've clearly fucking missed
You've got to work for the dole
On the train to Clarkson -- it's already 33 degrees
Things look a little different here from Nedlands and Dalkeith
The gods of the free market they ignore my desperate pleas
So I plant another seedling while I'm down here on my knees
You've got to work for the dole
Driving my shovel into soil time and time again
I picture clods of earth as heads of my successful fucking friends
I've hated all 6 months of this but I'd love just a couple days more
But I guess I can't complain cos they're the ones I voted for
You've gotta work for the dole
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7. |
Gym Set
02:27
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Daffodils are growing on the median strip
There's a gym set up in the living room
We don't know what to do with it
Oh our arms are like pencils: we'll never be men at all
This is where he put his head through the wall
And this is where we broke into the building site
This is where his brother died
We had our education written in the bathroom stall
The more you think the less you know
The less you do
It's all untrue
Getting chased by dogs by debt your folks
Your brother the block mount enthusiast
Whoever I was I'm losing it
The infrastructure glowing staring at the drive-thru board
"Do you even lift bro?"
Your head off the ground
Learn to Fly/Prisoner of Society/The Bucket
Can you still believe in it?
Oh a thousand faces but no one you could ever call
The more you think the less you know
The less you do
It's all untrue
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8. |
Old Friends
03:00
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Can't we just sit here forever?
Drink, smoke, talk shit
In this beautiful weather
Play videogames, watch Seachange
A perfect endless summmer
Where every day's the same
I don't wanna see anyone
I don't wanna meet anyone
I don't wanna touch anyone
I don't want any new friends
But the summer's heat bleeds
And everybody leaves
To San Fransico, Europe, rehab or Indo
This lifestyle's lustre fades
You get worse and worse each day
This household that we made splinters shifts and drifts away
I don't wanna see anyone
I don't wanna meet anyone
I don't wanna touch anyone
I don't want any new friends
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9. |
Transit Fines
02:43
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Saw you with him on Sunday
In the carpark next to IGA
He was trying to impress ya
With his Subaru Impreza
I don't have a fancy ride
Just a BMX and the Mandurah line
But darling, I want to be by your side
Take this heart of mine
With all my transit fines
I want to be the one who holds your hair back
In the park tonight
Saw you at school on Wednesday
You're the only reason I have to stay
Sat down with you though my mates called me gay
You gave them the finger and walked away
He picked you up ouside the gates
When you'd told me you were studying late
You said "I'm sorry, I've just got so much on my plate"
Take this heart of mine
With all my transit fines
I want to be the one who holds your hair back
In the park tonight
Saw you out on Saturday night
Your hair was straight and your dress was tight
My cask was half-done my blood was up
My mates said "It's time to try your luck"
So I grabbed your ass and I punched his face
and got dragged screaming from the place
But I think you should still hear out my case
Take this heart of mine
With all my transit fines
I want to be the one who holds your hair back
In the park tonight
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10. |
Ice Cream
03:34
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