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Wellington
04:26
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Wellington
Walked past the dead man’s blanket jam
With the vomit from the night sitting on a can
Where the ladies screamed the night before
With the clitter clatter on the concrete floor
Back in Wellington I’m in Wellington
Back on the streets of Wellington
Hustle bustle no-one seems to see
The ashes from the smokes under the tree
There’s a man lying down tonight
I hope he gets back up alright
I watch the young guys joke and pick a fight
Cause he’s in Wellington I’m in Wellington
Back on the streets of Wellington
Ooohh she wear’s a little black dress
And he pulls back his hair
And she gives him a look and he knows he ain’t going nowhere
Their lives are all before them
But it’s not what their thinking of
It’s just a moment, just another moment
Here is a moment
A Wellington moment
Oooh Wellington
I’m in Wellington
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2. |
Never Have The Time
02:58
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Never Have The Time
Charlie’s in the working world
Writes numbers down
Malsey has lots of mice
Watch them run around, watch them running round
Dan’s out there, everywhere
He’s working brown
Livvi and the kids are there
Sitting on the ground, watch them running round
Vicky in the underarm
Mummy’s drinking wine
I’m sitting on the wooden spoon
I never have the time, I never have the time
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3. |
Maybalene
04:22
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Maybalene
I was dreaming, make-believing
Thought that freedom was the best thing for me
But I rang you on a Sunday
After working out that things just couldn’t be
Maybalene, Maybalene
I was wondering what you were doing
Cause last night when we met down by the sea
We were talking while we were walking
I thought I had made my mind up to be free
Maybalene, Maybalene
I was trying to think of reasons to be without you
I never thought you’d think that too
Maybe we can find a way to make this work out right
And maybe we should just sleep on it…
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4. |
In The Night
03:57
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Maybalene
I was dreaming, make-believing
Thought that freedom was the best thing for me
But I rang you on a Sunday
After working out that things just couldn’t be
Maybalene, Maybalene
I was wondering what you were doing
Cause last night when we met down by the sea
We were talking while we were walking
I thought I had made my mind up to be free
Maybalene, Maybalene
I was trying to think of reasons to be without you
I never thought you’d think that too
Maybe we can find a way to make this work out right
And maybe we should just sleep on it…
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5. |
Jumping Catfish
04:47
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Jumping Catfish
Took my wagon down highway fifty-one
Saw you jogging under the midday sun
Got me to thinking how things could go
There is a place where the food is great
I know I know.
Got me smiling thinking about that day
What an epiphany, a vision you might say
Well I want to pick you up, so don’t you turn me down
I can almost taste your love
It just spins me round and around…
Jumping Catfish on the corner
Down on Mainstreet West & Warner
It’s the place where all the musos go to play
Jumping Catfish by the cake shop past the alley next to the bus stop
You and I could make the whole world just drift away
Soft lights everywhere, spicy aroma in the air
The coffees fresh and I just want to see you there with me
Soft lights and comfy chairs, spicy aroma in the air
The coffees fresh and I just want to see you there with me
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6. |
Myola
03:58
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Myola
I got sunshine and I got rain
I got freedom on my brain
There’s a fire in my veins
In the forest made of rain
There’s a silence in the heat
A quiet drumbeat beneath my feet
Down in the valley and on the hill
Voices are crying “just be still”
Yes I’ve got this feeling
And I’m feeling fine
Just rocking and reeling with Myola
Myola on my mind
I got freedom on the hill
Down the valleys just be still
I got trouble I got time
I got freedom on my mind
Well I got good times on my mind
I got freedom all the time
I got freedom I got rain
I got sunshine on my brain
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7. |
How Do I Know
04:52
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How Do I Know
How do I know that she is the one?
One look in her eyes and my life’s just begun
Where is my head? What am I thinking?
No word has been said but I still know
The feeling is real it’s just how I feel
And it’s starting to grow
How do I know
How do I know
Where is my head? What am I thinking?
The rooms starting to spin,
Over and over again
And I feel myself lifting
The smell of her skin
The touch of her hand
Does she even know that she is the one
How do I know
How do I know
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8. |
No Pain No Gain
04:13
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No Pain No Gain
If you’ve got no doubt you can’t just sit it on out
You know you want to push through
And do the best you can do you can do you can do
No pain no gain
When your lover is gone and everything feels wrong
When you’re down on the ground and your hands are all bound
You’ve got to push through, push through, push through
No pain no gain
She’s like no-one else I know
She feels like I can really go
I know I need to let her know
No pain no gain
When your world spins around
Sometimes up sometimes down
Take my word you feel blue you must do the best you can do you can do
No pain no gain
When your mojo is gone and everything and you can’t sing a song
When the words are all wrong and the feeling is gone
No pain no gain
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9. |
On My Way
03:23
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On My Way
Well I knew that my time was up
I threw my backpack in the truck
I’m gone, I’m outta here
No more trying to make things work
No more getting my feelings hurt
I’m gone yeah I’m gone , I’m outta here
Ooooo On my way
I know I’m on my way
I feel the breeze back in my hair
My shoulders are much lighter where I’m gone
Oh I’m outta here
The tyres hum along the way
The fresh sweet smell of making hay
I’m gone yeah I’m gone , I’m outta here
Ooooo On my way
I know I’m on my way
Out in the sun and feeling great
I know this ain’y no big mistake I’m gone
My eyes are crying in the sun
Not looking back at what we’ve done
I’m gone yeah I’m gone , I’m outta here
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10. |
Roberts Song
02:25
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Roberts Song
A long time ago I met a man who inherited a family
A soft-spoken man doing everything he can patiently
He became a part of me
Oh he became family
Robert was a friend he was sun-tanned and so fit
Walking every day and the Scrabble that he’d play
He was a master at it
He was all so new to me
He became family
Old man, not on your life
Robert was a young man sharp as a knife
Even at ninety he knew what to do
Living life for me a you
Robert enjoyed a life on the green
He was a gentle-man
With a faith for the Lord
He must have been a part of the master plan
He was all so new to me
He became family
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