You Gotta Go There to Come Back
Album - 2 giugno 2003 - Debaser id 65000

Dancing
In the mirror
You could see her from a mile man
She was alright
She looked right over her shoulder
Right at me
I was falling through the floor now
She came, over me

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, oh help me
Somebody tonight

Laughing, all night
She could tell a funny story
She could stay up all night
She was someone to remember
She was black and white
We did it on a sunbed
And she did it right

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, somebody
Oh help me, tonight

Prancing, around a low lit light
Running rags over her shoulders
Red chilli lights
She drink you underneath the table
She hold you heavenly tight
Slap you right across ya white face
She make you cry like a child

Help me, oh help me,
She's out of her mind
Help me, oh help me
Somebody, tonight

Crazy, out of her mind
You wanna shoot her wanna love her
You can't make up your mind
You wanna tell her all your stories
Wanna open your mind
You wanna show her how your heart works
But she ain't got the time

You're fighting, all the time
There's nothing working, nothing gaining
Just a waste of time
You're trying hard to remember
All the beautiful times
But yer clouded by the bullshit
All of the time

Loving, on a Saturday night, making love under a blanket
With the telly on loud
You wanna show her that you love her
But there's sex on ya mind
Makin' love from watching movies
I think I'm doin' it right

Help me, oh help me
She's out of, her mind
Help me, so help me
Somebody tonight

I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

Mary Mary where you been?
You been out all night?
You ain't got no sleep?

She said 'I been dancing in the hills
At a place I know'
She said 'an' thats the place
Where the fireflies glow'

Had to slap my white face
Pull my head from the clouds
And I kept buying 'n' lying 'n' flying, relying
And dying to know what spins your world around

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

She's been married not once not twice but three
And that's the livin' lovin' woman I want me to be
There were pictures and paintings of freaks like me
So I drank with the devil for my company

Had to slap my white face
Pull my head from the clouds
And I kept buying 'n' lying 'n' flying, relying and dying
To know what spins your world around

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga's folly
Is where I spent last night

You stole my money honey
You're cold your blood's stopped running
And now you're buying your new life

Can't help but find you funny
The clothes you wear are something
You made your whole life boasting lies

Pretend you're high on something
To think you think I'm dumb, you're blind

I get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right

It's up to you, you're such a fool

See I'm a giver, taker!
You liked your cocaine chaser
The girls you love all sleep around

You got a piece of something
But what it's worth is nothing
Coz what you want you just can't buy

Pretend you're high on something
To think you think I'm dumb, you're blind
I get by fine without you
I lie about you

You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right
You got no style about you
I try to like you

I got no time for you now
Cos your time's running out
It's up to you
You're such a fool

I get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right

You got no style about you
I try to like you
I got no time for you now
Cos your time's running out

It's up to you
It's up to you
Such a fool, it's up to you

Remember when we were angels
Before we stole cars
And when sex and drugs
Lived up in another world... not a care in the world

Hide and seek, kissing and running
Till you were out of breath
In the late night day sun
Until you Mamma called you home... and you didn't wanna go

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway

Coppers, robbers, cowboys and Indians
Hanging round the corner
Of the street you lived
How come it felt so far away... just a stone throw away

Your best friend wasn't someone you worked with
And money from your old man
Would burn a hole in yer pocket all day...
Not a single debt to pay

Fly
High
Be my getaway
Gotta getaway...

I'm just lying here thinking to myself again
I'm round the bend
I've been driving round talking to myself again
Not making no sense

What makes you and what makes me
What makes men lie through their teeth
And what makes ten-ton birds fly me across the sea

And who's to say that if the sun goes out today
That all the movie stars will drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade

What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

I'm just standing here looking at myself again
I'm going blind

I'm just sitting here playing with myself again
It's turning me on

So what makes you and what makes me
What makes women lie through their teeth
What makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea

And who's to say that if the sun goes out today
That all the movie stars will drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on display

What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

So what makes you and what makes me
What makes people lie through their teeth
What makes ten-ton trains rail me under the sea

And who's to say that if the sun goes out today
That all the movie stars will drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade

What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall

Jealousy my devil
Jealousy my hell
Jealousy insomnia
Jealousy sleep well

Innocence is heaven
Innocence is hell
Innocence in everyone
Innocence is dead

Four and twenty black boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

My angel, my devil
My hell, my heaven
My storm, my calm
My photograph, my palm

Four and twenty white boys
Singing in the the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

I've been your preacher
I've been your boy
I've been your teacher
I've been your joy
I've been your drunk
I've been your home
I've been your rock
You've been my stone

Four and twenty poor boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free

I'll drink another drink for you
One, two, three, four, five
Once I drank a fish alive
I'll drop another pill for you
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
I did it before and I'll do it again

I'll tell another joke for you
Did you hear the one about the one that looks like you?
I'll sleep with sleep arounds for you
Why don't you scratch my back
And chew the tongue I chew?

I'm alright
I'm alright

I'll tell another lie for you
Tell you what you wanna hear, but that don't make it true
I'll wear another smile for you
That way you know I'm fine and having fun with you

I'll draw another line for you
That way you know I'm hip, that way you know I'm cool
I'll smoke another smoke for you
I'll blow back in your mouth and you can blow back too

I'm alright
I'm alright

I'll take another punch for you
Tie my hands behind my back, that way you cannot lose
I'll make another pound for you
So you can drive your motor car and drive you to the moon

I'm alright
I'm alright
I'm alright

You, me, us, free, we're alright, we're alright
Love, pain, hate, rain we're alright, we're alright
we're alright, we're alright, we're alright, we're alright

Alright
We're alright
We're alright
We're alright

I heard you're doing well
Selling art and everything
I like your stuff; good for you
I'll buy a piece or maybe two

Do you ever think of me?
Do you remember all our stupid dreams?
Rainbows and pots of gold
So much to prove before we got old

I took you places round the world
I miss your face sometimes you know
You took my picture a thousand times
I'll buy them back; I don't mind

I lost my way but found my track
I'm sorry if I never listened back
I've been round; I've been up and down
And you missed the one we dressed like clowns

And how's your car and how's your life?
How's my friend; when's she gonna be your wife?
I'm sitting up writing down
All these things I sometimes dream about

I knew your number off by heart
It's the only one I like to talk
It wasn't me using you
I trusted you; one of the few

And we had some laughs; had some rows
But in the end the walls came down
You'd like the place I'm living now
It's a shame you can't come around

And I've grown a lot since we last spoke
Got myself together; fixed what was broke
I wonder if we'll talk again
Or drink together just like then

I suppose it's different now it's new
Whoever points the finger at whom
I really hope you're happy both of you
And maybe sometimes you miss me too

I feel numb wanna hold you
wanna tell you that you'll be alright
Sad news from todays call
All the pictures are all in my mind

I miss you now

Older we're getting older
are all my old friends gonna leave me and die
im helpless, it's gonna get us, before it gets us
i wanna kiss you goodbye

I miss you now

Feel numb wanna hold you
Wanna tell you that you'll be alright
Helpless it's gonna get us, before it gets us
I wanna kiss you goodbye

I miss you now

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling, been there all before

Find my way
Free my soul
Blind and loaded
Lined and sorted
It's time...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street
Come on take my hand if you need me
Just knock up on my door
You got to stop your mind from dreaming
And live your life some more

Find my way
Free my soul
Wine and water
Shine light on my time...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Leave me a light at home
I'm running out of time and I need it
I need a lifetime more

Find my way
Free my soul
Eyes wide open
Time is on my side...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling
Been there all before