Tear the tallow
Swallow the fat you’ve been chewing
The baby’s under the boiling water that keeps on running
No amount of undoing
Could erect these ruins
Choose to select
Elect yourself as protagonist
Motivate the supporting characters
The house across the road
You don’t live there anymore
Mum shot through
Caught a train to the Barcoo
She’s living there
With a bloke she met down at the General Gordon
And she says its hot
But the heat don’t bother
She’d rather still be a mother
But what can you do?
The family from interstate
With the Border Collie and the Holden V8
Took out a long term loan for their structure of safety
Who knew their newborn baby
Would meet such a fate
I’ve got a roof above me
I’ve got people who love me
I’ve got a job to sustain all the hours that waste me
Don’t need to go hunting
Don’t need to do nothing
Just count my blessings every fucking day
The house across the road
No one lives there anymore
I like to pretend I have a really talented friend who recorded this album as a gift. That's what it feels like; a gift from a stupidly close friend. sherryking