Bow River

Listen now to the wind babe
Listen now to the rain
Feel that water lickin’ at my feet again
I don’t wanna see this town no more
Wastin’ my days on a factory floor
First thing you know I’ll be back in Bow River again

Anytime you want babe, you can come around
But only six days separates me and the great top end
I been working hard, tweleve hours a day
And the money I saved won’t buy my youth again
Goin’ for the heat babe, and a tropical rain
In a place where no man’s puttin’ on the dog for me
Waitin’ on the weekend, set o’ brand new tyres
And back in Bow River’s just where I want to be

Listen now to the wind babe
Listen now to the rain
Feel that water lickin’ at my feet again
I don’t wanna see this town no more
Too many years made up my mind to go or stay
Right to my dying day
I don’t wanna see another engine line
Too many years and I owe my mind
First set o’ wheels headin’ back Bow River again
First thing you know I’ll be back in Bow River again

Got the motor runnin’, got the rest of my days
Sold everything I owned for a song
So anytime you want babe, you can come around
But don’t leave it too late you just might find me gone

Listen now to the wind babe . . .

I don’t need the score
I’m goin’ through the door
Gonna tell the man I don’t want no more
Pick up a fast car and burn my name in the road
One week two week maybe even more
Piss all my money up against the damn wall
First thing you know I’ll be back in Bow River again

Forever Now

Taking her seat at the bar
She don’t talk to anyone
Plane leaving soon for afar
Where she don’t know anyone
She thinks of her precious time
There’s no-one she leaves behind
Who could change her mind

Is this the way it’s gonna be forever
Is this the way it’s gonna be forever
Is this the way it’s gonna be
Forever now

Take a whole life’s lonliness
Wrap it up in some tenderness
Send it off to some emptiness
With all my love
Cos it’s only you and me
There’ll be nothing we need to see
Only one thing can set you free
Is all my love

Making his way down the stairs
He can’t help but looking back
Thinks of the things that they shared
There’ll be no more turning back
He thinks of the day they met
The words that she said of love
He just can’t forget

Just the way they wanna be forever
Just the way they wanna be forever
Tell me it will always be
Forever now

Take a whole life’s lonliness
Wrap it up in some tenderness
Send it off to some emptiness
With all my love
It’s only you and me
There’ll be nothing we need to see
Only one thing can set you free
Is all my love
It’s only you and me
There’ll be nothing we need to see
Only one thing can set you free
Is all our love, oh yeah

Houndog

Hump that coffin up round one more bend
Hump that coffin up round one more bend
If your head needs a bandage
Try a roadhouse open sandwich
Dodge the waitress and hit the road again

I got dog’s disease and asphalt on my shoes
I got dog’s disease and asphalt on my shoes

I got the houndog sittin’ on the side of the road
Houndog sittin’ on the side of the road
Houndog sittin’ on the side of the highway blues
Yeah the highway blues

I coulda flown East-West
But the ticket was outa my range
I coulda gone rail
But they said I looked a little strange
The Budget girl’s just got the sack
The interstate bus just breaks my back
I’m sick of getting home
Counting my remaining change

I got the houndog . . .

Ride the line to Hornsby station
Find my circus animals again

Undenied

Don’t need no communication
Through the ghost-towns, and fade away

I’m outside

The railway don’t come out here no more

And it’s cold
Through Nambucca, up the coast
Grass is greener
Girls are sweeter
I did it all the last ten summers

Leave the waves and change the culture
Choose a far off name that suites ya
Bali, Bangkok, overland
Asian highway, Amsterdam
Always some town unexplored
And in the end
It’s the motion is it’s own reward
It’s just the motion

I’ve had petrol-heads and country hicks
Bible-freaks and lunatics
Fifty miles to go and I’ll be home
I’ll be home

I got the houndog sittin’ on the side of the road
Houndog sittin’ on the side of the road
Houndog sittin’ on the side of the highway blues

Letter To Alan

When it’s time for your reflection
As you wait till help arrives
See our good friend’s face on the dashboard
And to know you cannot leave that cab alive
Do you know I reach for you, from later times

Once I knew
Once I knew
Now I’m walking
Now I’m walking in the dark
Like bells our dogs are yelling
All across Centennial Park
And the Sunday morning light just sends me blind
And I’m only feeling useless
Cause there’s nothing I can blame
Every person, thing and circumstances
That moves this perfect day
You’ve left behind

And I’m thinking
Christmas 1982
Round this time a year ago
Gaskill sold his boat
And headed for the Cross to sink a few
Never trust a Wayside Chapel crowd
On Christmas Eve
They must be entertained
And if a stranger does the dying
That’s O.K.!

And I’m sitting in a hotel room
Along Rue St. Louis
Dialing old phone-numbers down the line
And I measure my position
To the obstacles we crossed
The territory covered
And the parties that we lost
Those were the days

And if I don’t hang around
Our old gambling grounds
It does not mean that I’ve forgotten
We believed, and I still do

No Good For You

Your last Margarita
And she’s standing behind
She wants to be seated
You’re reading her mind

Ain’t it a shame
She’s no good for someone like you
She’ll bring you down
She’s no good for you

Her husband’s out workin’ late
Makin’ another man rich
She’s down at the bar
You can hear the same old singles pitch

Ain’t it a shame
She’s no good for someone like you
She’ll bring you down
She’s no good for you

Well you don’t know why she came here tonight
She just can’t seem to stay away
And you know that it just ain’t right
She drowns her heart and makes her play yeah

Ain’t it a shame
She’s no good for someone like you
She’ll bring you down
She’s no good for you

The ceiling is spining
You need a moment alone
She’s leaning over the table
And won’t stop talking, on and on

Ain’t it a shame
She’s no good for someone like you
She’ll bring you down
She’s no good for you
She’s no good for you

Numbers Fall

You ain’t got nothin’ that you need so bad
That you couldn’t give it up for a choice of two
An unseen chance is gonna come your way
Before this night is through

Blackjack, baccarat, matters of the heart
If you’ve just got the money
You’re a loser to start
And you can fold away your dreams as they come true
Dreams come true

Walkin’ down Forbes Street,
Early hours of Wooloomooloo
Chancy games in a hotel room
On Springfield Avenue

And if the numbers fall
And if the numbers fall right
And if the numbers fall
I know all my dreams come true

I know you’re old
Cause all you’re laying down is
Easy gold
You never take your heart uptown anymore
You don’t bleed anymore
The Forbes Street croupiers
Are lookin’ like cashers at a
Black and White Charity Ball

Roll ‘em up once
Roll ‘em up twice
The rustle of the money
And the click o’ the dice
Five-fifty dollars on the wheel
Oughta make it
For six I’ll teach your sister to
Shake it, shake it, shake it

Rich girls, bad girls
Jumpin’ on a fad girls
Cuttin’ things fine is how I first met you
Livin’ outside in the real estate
You know we stake a little more
Than just a dollar or two

And if the numbers fall
And if the numbers fall right
And if the numbers fall
I know all my dreams’ll come true

Taipan

Taipan
He’ll get you when he can
Ooh
He’ll get you when he can

Makes his home in a mangrove tree
Sleep plantation family
White man planter, Bundaberg rum
Childhood rattle, trumpet and drum

Stay with me
Stay with me, oh yeah
Until the morning comes

Taipan
He’ll get you when he can
Ooh
He’ll get you when he can

These days, I can’t explain
But I can smell the monsoon rain
Seasons come, and seasons turn
More and more, canefields burning
Early in the morning, the afternoon
Pathways blazed in a mangrove moon
Burning down my eyes

(Railroad goes, Kalamia mill
If the heat don’t get you, Taipan will
Six o’clock, the whistle sings
C.S.R. is the sugar-cane king)

Stay with me
Stay with me
Taipan
He’ll get you when he can
Ooh
He’ll get you when he can

When The War Is Over

Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away

When the war is over
Got to get away
Pack my bag to no place
In no time no day
You and I we used each other’s shoulder
Still so young but somehow so much older
How can I go home and not get
Blown away

You and I had our sights set
On something
Hope this doesn’t mean our days are numbered
I got plans for more than a wanted man
All around this chaos and madness
Can’t help feeling nothing more than sadness
Only choice to face it the best I can

When the war is over
Got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was
Back then
You and I we sent each other stories
Just a page I’m lost in all its glory
How can I go home and not get blown away

Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away

Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away
Ain’t nobody gonna steal this heart away

Wild Colonial Boy

I am a wild colonial boy
My name you’ll never see
My land is ruled by Anglophiles
And forces foreign to me
I do not curse your referees
In boardrooms far away
Yeah who am I to question these
Who plan their final day

I’ve never known the jealousies
The overcrowded pain
I live and breathe the silences
The dust where no man reigns

I’m in love,
I got blazing light
Ten thousand miles of ocean
I’m alone
And there’s more like me
Ignoring the end of their show

And when they shaft my brother dear
And pay him off with lies
I fill my hand with the Union card
And aim between their eyes

And if I smile,
When they crawl around
Too condescending to blame me
I am young,
Baby they’re so old
Gothic, religious and tame

I am just a wild colonial boy
My name you’ll never see
I breathe the silence that destroys
All their desperate harmony

You Got Nothing I Want

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

I don’t need crying lies
I don’t need stupid alibi’s
I don’t need convertible cars,
And don’t think you can push me too far
You got the money, I got the time,
Nothing better to do, so you might just change my mind.

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

I don’t want to see you again
I don’t want you for a friend
I don’t want you hanging around
I don’t mind just putting you down.
You got the money, I got the time
Nothing better to do, so I might just change my mind.

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need

I don’t have to tell you
How that you should do your job,
I don’t want to have to be the one to shock your happy home.

You got nothing I want
You got nothing I need.

Circus Animals

Released in 1982.

  1. You Got Nothing I Want
  2. Bow River
  3. Forever Now
  4. Taipan
  5. Houndog
  6. Wild Colonial Boy
  7. No Good For You
  8. Numbers Fall
  9. When The War Is Over
  10. Letter To Alan

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