Currie/Harvie
Walk into the lightning of a midnight bulletin Our brave new world sits smiling with egg on its chin And love gets so lazy, love gets so slow We stopped making love in the hours of daylight too many moons ago But now that we've given all that we have to give Maybe we're just scared to live Since I go so blinkered to nothing else but you I've been playing for each cheap reward like game show gluttons do And love's the honest truth Babe And love's such a beautiful lie So don't look so confused Honey, know it's true tonight But now that I've given all that I have to give Maybe I'm just scared to live Why can't I wake up and make something of my life Why can't I wake up to this life How can you have no faith in this your own home town? Can't you practice a little discretion, play the whole thing down And since you got so blinkered to the highs and lows of a hopeless thing Maybe you can take this heart and pass it on to him Now that I've given all that I have to give Maybe I'm just scared to live Maybe you can take this heart and pass it on to him
Currie
She stepped off the bus with a burst suitcase and a frown And she could smell the breweries and abattoirs on the edge of town And the man who owes her money won't even lend her an ear When she phones to demand his answer's vague; He says, "I'll get back to you but right now I've got to catch the plague." Down in a bargain basement she goes to shuffle through careers When all they offer her is friendship and peace souveniers And the receptionist was playing with a pencil at her lip She asked her if she knew a place to sleep She says, "I'll get back to you but now I've got appointments to keep." There was a shop called B.J.'s that she stepped into to get out of the gale They sold only British manufactured, lifetime guaranteed to fail And a store detective asked her what she had under her coat "It's just a little something that I wrote; It says, 'I'll get back to you unless first your girlfriend slits your throat.'" And by the time the sun set she was penniless and frozen to the core The Salvation Army girls refused her on the grounds they didn't know her So she asked them, well, for advice, but it turned out to be A Sunday sport reporter who was following his nose He said, "I'll get back to you but first we need a picture without clothes." So she stepped back on that bus with a burst suitcase and a frown She had come to the conclusion that this was not the place for Maggie Brown And it was 6 in the morning when she telephoned me Until then I'd been living on my knees But I got back up when she got back to me
Currie
Put me in your pocket now, put me in your dress I will remain the one you love best Don't try to rip me up If I hurt you when Everything is fouled up at the end Let me always stay now Laughing as you say, "How do I always look like I'm in pain?" And you always get your finger in the frame Put me in your bottom drawer under old exams There I will be always your cheating hand Don't try to send me back in some maudlin phase What has developed here you can't erase Let me always stay now Laughing as you say, "How do I always look like I'm in pain?" And you always get your finger in the frame And maybe all the fights will never happen Maybe nothing's going to change Maybe I'll be always laughing Nothing standing in the way Nothing clouding up the future Not the faintest threat of rain Nothing clouding up the picture But a finger in the frame So put me in the pocket of this very dress And I will remain the one you love best And I will always stay now Laughing as you say, "How do I always look like I'm in pain?" And you will always have your finger in the frame
Currie
Cry, cry out your eyes forever It won't go away I, I'm just a dumb observer It's so stupid what I say Like everyone else will do I'm gonna lie to you Tell you that life is cruel But someday you're gonna wake up With sleep instead of teardrops in your eyes And so nobody lives forever The crassest of cliches Like time, time is the greatest healer But it's a murderer today You know my holding you won't change anything I can't stop this whole charade continuing As each consoling kiss remains on your face Like a stain So cry cry out those tears and let them Succumb to gravity And try, try as I might I'll never Fill that vacancy
Currie
By the time you get to hear this I'll be long gone down the road Without a toothbrush or a suitcase in a world I didn't know By the time you get through college, by the time you learn to drive I'll be picking thought the garbage of my life By the time you get adjusted to your objectionable role I'll be deleted, deselected from that very long street you know When you've lost your sense of direction and burned every happiness you know I'll have made my last connection on the long journey home By the time you get to hear this you'll be completely alone Counting down the hours to your destination on your long journey home
Currie
He was a self made man Made a killing on copper mine Loved beautiful girls Got a taste for fancy wine And the suits he wore Were paper thin He built a big white house In the valley of the kings Took a beautiful wife Bought her every possible thing And the silk she wore Was paper thin Well they travelled in style Paid cash for everything Had a beautiful child Had a champagne christening But as they raised their glasses in toast to him He saw the crystal was paper thin So shadows came Whispering words to him Sold the company out And cashed all those futures in But it all still looked so Paper thin Well it was late one night And the rain was falling down He called his wifes name out And honey it's over now I'm gonna burn it all I can't take this anymore But as he struck the match She took the pistol from her drawer Well I ain't going down with you Pulled the trigger and And the bullet passed right through Like he was paper thin
Currie
This is the last love song we'll sing Now that the death of our dreams Has poisoned everything The shadow of the squaw shades our door And grayness invades our every pore This is the last love song we'll sing This is the last chance we have to say absolutely nothing This is the last movie we'll see While our country's sleep walking through every major scene Our age of convenience becomes A state that don't care for anyone This is the last love song we'll sing This is the last chance we have to do absolutely nothing This is the last love song we'll sing This is the last chance we have to do absolutely nothing.
Currie
If you or I don't say it who's going to We can dance around it or dance for truth We sit here conjugating every variation through The verb to do Now I don't want to hang it all on you If blame must be allotted, I'll take some too But someone just say "Damn it, I need to be tonight with you" The verb to do If I don't seem to want it, if it won't show through It's only because it has me paralysed for want of loving you So if you and I don't make it, well who's going to Why can't we just state it bold as blue Look out over this city the first word their taught to use Is the verb to do
Currie
Maybe you are crying now Or maybe you're relieved I guess we both stopped trying Baby to believe And maybe you are hurting badly Or maybe you feel free Taking one last journey with me away from you and me But who is there to go to now and what are we to do Living in the meantime until we find somebody new Maybe this will help you now Give you room to breathe Or maybe all the pain you feel will never ever leave And who is there to turn to now Who can help us make it through Living in the meantime until we find somebody new So you said you loved me baby For the last time now it seems And I said I loved you baby, but I don't know what that means And who is there to lie to now How do I survive this without you Living in the meantime until we find somebody new
Currie
It's been a long way down From what I was then to what I'm now I was up there and baby you were proud Yeah, it's been a long way down It's been a slow road back To having nothing again, from having that You were mine babe, and we were right on track Yeah, it's been a slow road back It's been a long way down I was high, but you were right about how The higher you get on love The longer it takes to forget and get out of It's been a hard trail home We went somewhere I've never known From living it up Babe, to waking up alone It's been a hard trail home It's been a long way down I was high, but you were right about how The longer the dream goes on The harder the fall will seem when it has gone It's been a long way down We had everything heaven would allow From the dizzy heights to the life I'm living now It's been a long way down
Currie
There is a girl I used to know She had a hundred ways of hurting you and so I packed my bags and left her as she watched some TV show There is a girl I used to know There is a town I used to love It once contained most everything I ever did dream of My baby in the basement as the traffic trolled above There is a town I used to love There is a bar I used to know I still sometimes drop by when I have no place else to go It's where the kings of comedy compare their tattered souls There is a bar I used to know So buy me one more drink before you go Or lend me a twenty and I'll get drunk on my own You always find some company, come in to used the phone Someone who can't stand to see a friend go home alone There is a joke I used to tell Some guy who gets three wishes ends up wasting them to hell And in the end in misery he tells the joke himself There is a guy I used to know He once had everything that any man could hold And now he sits here drinking with a tale that always goes There is a girl I used to know...
Currie
Currie
As the sun rises over Mexico And sets on the African plains On a tourist jet, the in-flight magazines Sets out your rate of exchange While the unhealed and homeless are wondering If they will ever feel safe again They give you drinks and show you sailors Dancing in the warm New York rain So many souls to change So mother and child while travelling to Deli Have to jump off a burning train While the puppet rich bible class third world society Meets to discuss it's slogan campaign You are complicit in this conspiracy You are unable to get free They send the rich ones to University And the rest get comics and TV So many souls to change You are shocked with shots of corpses And seduced by scenes of greed So your overloaded conscience Goes out looking for some kind of relief And the church, the government and charity They collectively agree You cannot simply print more money Just to save some poor country from disease So many souls to change So when you die and go to heaven Looks like there could be hell to pay As the saints and angels ask how anyone Could treat mortals that way
Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse seem stuck for what to say Even the presence of Jesus in this house couldn't chase those demons away The whole world is quiet And Charlie Brown with his big baseball glove finds it hard to keep the blush upon his face When only an uncle knows the secret of the stolen drops of pearl on your pillowcase The whole world is quiet Look who's got a present for sweet little you You'd better button up about it or he'll cry Someone's in the kitchen mixing biscuits in a bowl You can hear it if you lie completely quiet Just like Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse The whole world is quiet