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Music
The intimate vibration of all subject matter
In space and time
Connected
Together
And free
Music
Pretty good aye
Music
Music
In space and time
Connected
Together
In space and time
Connected
Together
Unity????? 2:58
Together
Together
In space and time
Music
Music
Music
Music
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
Connected
Music
That is what we do
Pretty good aye
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I see your shadow on the street now
I hear you push through the rusty gate
Click of your heels on the concrete
Waiting for a knock coming way too late
It seems an age since I've seen you
Countdown as the weeks trickle into days
So you come in and put your bags down
I know there's something in the air
How can I do this to you right now
If you're over there when I need you here
My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now you're at home
If it ever starts sinking in
It must be when you pack up and go
It seems an age since I've seen you
Countdown as the weeks trickle into days
I hope that time hasn't changed you
All I really want is for you to stay
So you come in and put your bags down
I know there's something in the air
How can I do this to you right now
You're over there when I need you here
My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now you're at home
If it ever starts sinking in
It must be when you pack up and go
My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now you're at home
If it ever starts sinking in
It must be when you pack up and go
You're over there when I need you here
I know I know I know what is inside
I know I know I know what is inside
I know I know I know what is inside
I know I know I know what is inside
You're over there when I need you here
My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now you're at home
If it ever starts sinking in
Must be when you pack up and go
My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now you're at home
If it ever starts sinking in
It must be when you pack up and go
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Astray between nights
You twisting my hands
Through walls and bleeding fingertips
We would dance
Footsteps never guided so charmingly
Drawing me towards
A parallel
And through
A shining reflection
I'm forced to watch myself
My own apparition dancing inside my eyes
Footsteps never guided so charmingly
Drawing me towards
A parallel
And through
A shining reflection
Forced to watch myself
Forced to watch myself
My own apparition dancing inside my eyes
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There was no ethereal whooshing
When the revelation came to me
Sat all with a lemon
The point is not the point
The man who stead and goes
Passes your psychopath test
The man who stead and goes
Past the point is not the point
The point is not the point
The point is not the point
There was no ethereal whooshing
When the revelation came to me
Pillars of the earth
I get at its wealth
The man who stead and goes
And passes your psychopath test
The man who stead and goes
Past the point is not the point
The point is not the point
The point is not the point
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Come and have a look
Beside me
A fine line of tears
Part company
That's her handwriting
That's the way she writes
From the first letter I got to this
Her Bill of Rights
Part company
And what will I miss
Her cruelty
Her unfaithfulness
Her fun, her love, her kiss
Part company
That's her handwriting
That's the way she writes
Like mud in the September rain it comes
Back to me
Part
Part
I said part
Part company made her men disappear
Cut my swath
And spread my fear
Before we'd met
I hadn't wiped my feet
Seen myself naked or
Part company
And I said it before
Do I have to say it again
A fine line of tears
Part company
That's her handwriting
That's the way she writes
From her first words to this
Our last night
Part
Part
I said part
Part company
Made her men disappear
Cut my swath
And spread my fear
Part company
Part company
Part company
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Hide away from what you see today
Keep hiding all your footprints in the dark
Shy away from duties of today
Keep hiding all your footprints in the dark
We’re so dangerous
Hiding for another day
Why not try and change things
Living is the hardest thing
Run away from what you need to say
Keep hiding all your footprints in the dark
Dream away the terror of today
Keep hiding all your footprints in the dark
We’re so dangerous
Hiding for another day
Why not try and change things
Living is the hardest thing
It has begun
Changes will come
Look to the sun
And see what follows
Change draws near
Future is here
Run from the sun
And see what follows
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They hold my face down feeling straight now with little yellow drips
They make me wait around in this state now in the bed with him
And these diet pills that I take down
I coulda been real thin
And I’ll go back later
I need to pay the rent
Don’t stick it in
My neck's too raw
My neck's too thin
I know you wanna waste it just pull my hair and then go back in
Don’t stick it in
My neck's too raw
My neck's too thin
I know ya wanna hate it just pull my hair and then go back in
Feels different now there’s drips allowed with loaded fits
And I’m baked up and caked up in this fellas bin
Trash bagged with the new scag
Feeling different again
Staying in with old Dick
He’s getting up again
Don’t stick it in
My neck's too raw
My neck's too thin
I know you wanna taste me just pull my hair and then go back in
Don’t stick it in
My neck's too raw
My neck's too thin
I know ya wanna hate it
I know ya wanna hate it
I know ya wanna hate it
I know ya wanna hate it
I know ya wanna hate it
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I don't know why it's up in the air again
I don't know why it's up in the air again
I don't know why it's up in the air again
It's up in the air again
Up in the air again
Up in the air again
I don't know why I'm getting arrogant
I don't know why I'm getting arrogant
I don't know why I'm getting arrogant
I'm getting arrogant
I'm getting arrogant
I'm getting arrogant
Grinding my teeth
Losing my sleep
Losing my friends
It never ends
It never ends
I don't know why I'm getting paranoid
I don't know why I'm getting paranoid
I don't know why I'm getting paranoid
I'm getting paranoid
I'm getting paranoid
I'm getting paranoid
I don't know why I'm getting vain again
I don't know why I'm getting vain again
I don't know why I'm getting vain again
I'm getting vain again
I'm getting vain again
I'm getting vain again
Grinding my teeth
Losing my sleep
Losing my friends
It never ends
It never ends
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The way I made you feel
I made you
The way I made you feel
I made you
The way I made you feel
I made you
The way I made you feel
I made you
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I smell your perfume around the Spahn Ranch trees
The weeping willow often weeps with me
And every single day I say a little prayer for thee
But sometimes I think I wanna jump right into the sea
Why oh why, oh why oh why
Why was my Charlie crucified
Now I hurt real bad inside
I want Charlie back
Tonight
They stole from you the best years of your life
But then they did the same to Jesus Christ
Now every single day I say a little prayer for thee
But sometimes I think I wanna jump right into the sea
Why oh why, oh why oh why
Why was Charles Manson crucified
Now I hurt real bad inside
Oh I want Charlie back
Arise, arise, you women and men
Charles Manson rots in San Quentin
We all feel the loss of real good friend
Oh I want Charlie back
Tonight
I want Charlie back
I want Charlie back
I want Charlie back
I want Charlie back
I want Charlie back
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I sit thankful in a tangle of doubtful innocence
A woman older takes my shoulder and pulls me from the fence
Her dress is black so black and white of earth and heaven both
A body tainted with the scars of a steady solid growth
And I feel so cold
There are wanton truths in my bones
All the words and all the whispers won't be heard tonight
For I'm a courting my own shadow naked in this light
My arms are thrown up in the air
My body's filled with no despair
And when I wake you're lying there
And I feel so cold
There are wanton truths in my bones
If my presence fills you half as much as yours does me
I could want for nothing more than just to let this be
If my presence fills you half as much as yours does me
I could want for nothing more than just to let this be
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Let’s retire to lick each other’s wounds
All of my troubles fade from black to blue to
Yellow roses blooming under my skin
I planted all these flowers here for you
Deploy my secret weapon
Deploy my secret weapon
Deploy my secret weapon
It looks real ugly but it
Don’t hurt much
And I gotta feel a human touch
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
The way to my heart is through my chest
I’ve made a relief map outta my flesh
I mark the spot with X
Let’s have sex
It looks like mincemeat
But it feels like love
And I gotta feel a human touch
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
This is how I make a lasting impression
I push the button on your secret weapon
This thick skin is so easily broken
C’mon baby
I’m wide open
It looks real ugly but it
Don’t hurt much
And I gotta feel a human touch
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
Beat myself
Beat myself
Beat myself
It’s the only way that I can win
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Mothers love their children
Even when they're violent
Cause all good
Sons and daughters
Love the ones they look like
Fathers keep their kids safe
On the street
Men died
Cause all good
Sons or fathers
Know that kids are frightened
Of them
Went home with your rocket
But a nearing spirit
Survived a death adder
But you drowned in liquid
You learned from your father
How to husband animals
And I learned from my father
That I'm more than an animal
Jesus you’re a fire
In my foreskin everyday
Burning
Oh you’re burning
Till only you remain
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The chefs are in the alleyway throwing down
They're high on PCP when I'm around
They don't recall a thing or their favourite meal
Till they are coming down
You smack me in the eyes and take my sight
You cut my world in half
Baby you're my knife
I bag a lazy spine I can take my life
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
When I am coming down
You amputate my hands and they grow back
There's phantoms to replace the world I had
I'm too lazy to invent a brand new myth
When I am coming down
The scenery of saints in stained-glass walls
You get a little badge and you stand tall
You're knee-deep in this shit of suburban sprawl
When you are coming
Oh you are coming down
Oh you are coming down
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
You've got a soft spot for hard stuff
And you are coming down
Oh you are coming down
Oh you are coming down
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I sucked a lot of cock to get where I am
I only want to be the best that I can
My mouth is stained I can't complain
Just keep on rinsing out again and again
I know
I know
I know
I know
Take a look at me
Tell me what do you see
I've got all I want
I'm on top of the heap
Now they suck up to me
I sucked more cock
You can get what you need
Just get down on your knees
You've sucked a lot of cock to get where you are
Your smile is stretching and you're gonna go far
Your life is pain you can't complain
Just keep on rinsing out again and again
I know I know
I sucked a lot of cock to get where I am
I know I know
I only want to be the best that I can
I know I know
I sucked a lot of cock to get where I am
I know I know
I only want to be the best that I can
I know I know
I sucked a lot of cock to get where I am
I know I know
I only want to be the best that I can
I know I know
I know I know
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Hung out in heaven
And that was enough
Now you're familiar
With devils and such
You can't say
I should be used to this stuff
Now you're familiar
With devils and such
Well it takes so long
To get back to the flood
It takes so long
To get back to the flood
It feels so good
When it's covering us
It feels so good
When it's covering us
It feels so good
When you light me up
It feels so good
I'm thinking that is enough
Well I can't say
That I'm used to this stuff
Hanging in the lowlight
Liking it rough
It takes so long
To get back to the flood
It takes so long
To get back to the flood
It feels so good
When it's covering us
It feels so good
When it's covering us
Well you might say
I'll be late for the train
And I might say
Let's just do it again
Well I can't say
I'm not feeling the strain
And I can't say
I'm not loving the rain
Well it takes so long
To get back to the flood
It takes so long
To get back to the flood
It feels so good
When it's covering us
It feels so good
When it's covering us
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Oh how I cried
When you died
Oh how I cried
Cos I ain’t that hopeful
I’ll ever see you again
Yeah I’m pretty sure
We’ll go through different doors
When we get to the end
To the end
So it’s been nice knowing you
I hope I see you again
Yeah it’s been nice knowing you
I hope I see you
All again my friends
At the end
At the end
At the end
I said I warned you
At the end
We went walking in the park
Held hands in the dark
Gave you a ride home
And we held each other tight
As I slept through the night
I said I loved you
Said I warned you
That I need you
I feel it coming on
Said I warned you
That I need you
I feel it coming on
It’s the end
It’s the end
It’s the end
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House Keys is a compilation of cover songs featuring south east QLD artists paying tribute to south east QLD artists.
Magnitudes of gratitude go out to everyone who contributed to this release.
All proceeds from this album go with love to 4ZZZ community radio.
4zzz.org.au
released September 30, 2022
See each track for recording and performer credits
Artwork by Peter Lambie (@choppychopkins)
Overall master by Andrew Garton
Curated by 4000 Records
