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I hear that you've got a dump out on the highway
Someone said something about growing your own
Jill saw you at a show, but you slipped out sideways
She could tell by the beard that you were living alone

I know that I lost you when I had to get on with my life
But now, I'm not so sure that it was worth all the tears
I'm still trying to break my own heart, tryinf to slice it right out with my knife
But each cut releases a ghost from the back of my years

Do you remember that house we had down in St Kilda
Where the boys used to blow in just like the breeze
I had Tom The Piper's Son and you had Bob The Builder
How we laughed at the way he'd dance without bending his knees

That was the time when I should not have had the next drink
I'm still choking on that last sip of my wine
You said: "Get rid of Tom, and I'll get rid of Bob, and we'll run right down to the sea"
But I was too wasted to bother untangling the line

When the afternoon's ageing as afternoons are itching to do
I grab my Washburn, my drugs and my bottle of wine
I sit down and wait for the magic hour, when the ghosts come passing through
And, maybe, some of them faces will come close to mine

I pick out the chords of After The Gold Rush
And the C-F-G-Am Sweet Jane
And if you can hear me and forget about that old, old stuff
We can dance that time back over again

Jimmy's still kept hostage by his voices
And Billy's found his castle right down in the sand
No prizes for guessing that Annie'sm still making bad choices
And John's still trapped in the backline of that shit 70s band

And what about you? Do you ever think of the time?
Do you ever ache to be back by my side?
I will keep sending out these indiscriminate rhymes
I put on my ghost shirt and dance up the prince of my tribe

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from SINGLE: The Kitten Owns The Cream b​/​w The Prince Of My Tribe, released March 1, 2009

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