I thought I'd move to Sydney. To get a little piece. Of the city life they talk about. In the nineties.. Where everyone I meet. Don't want to know my name.
Lighthouse tall and grand. Standing on that cold headland. . Shine your light across the sea. . For a wayward sailor girl like me. . Lighthouse man. .
The pressure builds, you buy a gift. You're hoping that your dread will lift. It glitters on her like a glass. You shudder as it comes to pass. Apologize to Luce and Lil'.
When the waitress is sliding down the wall. You can see her chest rise and fall. Her mascara runnin' thin. And the pay phone is swinging against the wall.
We've had enough. We've had enough. We've had enough of the politicians. We've had enough yeah. Of these politician's wars. All we need right now is love.
Money. sex & thought control. A generation without soul. Perfect people. In a perfect world. Behind closed doors. All in control. Life in a world of luxury.
Yeah. . You wake up from your dreamin' and you don't want to face the day. You can't find a reason to think your world will ever change. You can hide beneath the covers.
Catch me when I'm fallin'. Catch me when I'm fallin'. Catch me when I'm fallin'. Century Century Century Century. . Everything I touch. Everything I touch.
You don't know how much I love you. But I love you like the sun. I'd like to put my arms around you. And we could run run run runaway. Let's run run run runaway.
Seated above, enthroned in the Father's love. Destined to die, poured out for all mankind. God's only son perfect and spotless one. He never sinned but suffered as if He did.
You're my ride, I'm out my window. It's alright if you've got candy-o. You're so cool and not much older. But you know how to drive, baby you're my ride.
Tune my weaker eye, spit white. Hold the world up all day. She's blue in the face again. Paracetamol. . Burn the darkness all away. And drinking kitchen paint.
JESUS IS KNOCKIN' ON THE DOOR OF YOUR HEART TODAY. DROPPING RATTLESNAKES IN THE PLAYGROUND. ARE WE EVIL ARE WE GOOD (MATTHEW 18:6). DROPPING RATTLESNAKES IN THE PLAYGROUND.