marni
sheehan - LYRICS
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INSIDE STORIES
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MISSING YOU copyright
M
Sheehan 2006
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| IN THE WIND
copyright M
Sheehan 2006 I know I know that you don't want to see me no more I know I know the word is out & that's for sure In this little town news goes around like an oilslick on a sandy shore I heard it in the wind I even heard it from the man next door I know I know you been sayin certain things about me I know I know how the gossips smile & clap their hands with glee In this little town news gets around around like a fire in a old dead tree I heard it in the wind I even heard it from a honeybee Well I heard it from the baker he was mixin up his dough I heard it from a butcher bird who heard it from a crow Everybody seems to know just what you plan to do Why haven't I heard it from you I know I know that you dont' want to see me no more I know I know my ears are burnin' that's for sure In this little town news gets around, be someone else's turn before long I heard it in the wind & now you've heard it in this song |
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| MAMA WAS A GOODTIME
GIRL copyright M
Sheehan 2006 Mama was a goodtime girl She'd turn up to a party drippin' with perfume charm the pants off every single man in the room show off her diamonds and pearls Mama was a goodtime girl Mama was a goodtime girl She liked to go out dancing, heaven knows She liked to step out and step on people's toes She lived her life in a whirl mama was a goodtime girl Mama was a goodtime girl Well she's down to the club every night of the week Drink four or five whiskeys and bring home some freak Round the living room they'd twirl Mama was a goodtime girl I know she loved us but she didn't understand She thought that to survive and feel real inside She'd need a couple of drinks and a man Mama was a goodtime girl Sometimes she felt too tired to cook and clean When we wanted her attention she could get real mean She'd scream until it shook our world Mama was a goodtime girl Mama was a goodtime girl We had an uncle Boris and an Uncle Stan Uncle Vince Uncle Kwame and Uncle Tran She spread her love all over the world Mama was a goodtime girl |
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| PEACE & QUIET
BLUES copyright M
Sheehan 2006 I reached the time of life where I enjoy some peace & quiet I reached the time of life where I enjoy some peace & quiet I'm givin' up cigarette smoking I'm on the liver cleansing diet Well the signs of ageing they are a creeping up on me I got wrinkles I got dimples where there never used to be Well I've become forgetful it happens several times a day I'm doin crosswords for my memory, tell me what did I just say Now all my friends have got arthritis, bad backs and dodgy livers too & some are dearly departed from rockin' pneumonia & boogie woogie flu I thought I saw the devil out the corner of my eye I'm wonderin' is he come to get me or is he just passing by I reached the time of life to treasure family & friends And in the arms of my loved ones someday I hope my journey ends But not, but not too soon |
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| DOWN AT THE FISH
SHOP copyright M
Sheehan 2006 Down at the fish shop on a Friday night There was a large barramundi, bin there since Sunday And next to him was a jewellian bream And two delicious whiskery fishes And a crayfish with wobbly eyes and a shark Down at the fish shop on a Friday night Sweating and smoking they were packed in tight And two little whiting were screaming and fighting In the winding queue they were black and blue And one round potata said 'I'll see ya later' To the crayfish with wobbly eyes and the shark Ay ay ay ay flip flop and fry Down at the fish shop on a Friday night Shoulder to shoulder waiting for a bite I'll have a piece of flake and 2 potato cakes Don't touch the scallops or else you'll get a wallop My stomach's empty and the crayfish tempts me the crayfish with wobbly eyes and the shark Ay ay ay ay flip flop and fry Piece of flake, potato cake and the crayfish With wobbly eyes and the shark |
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| NAUGHTY LITTLE
GIRL copyright M
Sheehan 2006 At the age of 4 the boy next door showed her dirty pictures on the internet to see what he could get At the age of 8 she was stayin up late mum & dad didn't come home for 3 days straight, tho she wait and wait She's a naughty little girl, she's angry at the world At the age of 12 she was helpin herself to the shelves of the supermarket, Katy's and Target, At the age of 16 on the Smith Street scene lookin pale and lean with a man so mean he slapped her face to put her in her place She'll spit in your eye she'd rather die than you should see her cry She gets off her face to cut back the pace and get some space from the demons that scream in her dreams you know what they say, naughty little girl At the age of 20 she's done plenty of crime and she's done some time 2 kids in care, sees 'em 4 times a year She's getting sick of drugs, getting sick of thugs she'd like a regular life, no more trouble and strife wouldn't that be nice she doesn't understand why the law of the land won't take a stand against the kind of creeps who make children lose sleep, mess up their lives At the age of 30 she feels like she's washed the dirt off her soul, got a new lover who doesn't try to control her But every now and then she thinks back to when she never had a friend Or a single soul she could have told And all that she could do just to make it thru was to fight with everyone she know And they would turn away she would hear them say every single day Naughty little girl, she must be angry at the world |
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| JUSTICE
copyright M
Sheehan 2006 O Justice can you hear me I feel like you have let me down O justice are you nowhere to be found O Justice are you listening have you taken a holiday When this old world is so in need of you today Where are you when we need you where are you when we need you O Justice earth to justice I know that you're out there somewhere Looks like we've lost you & sometimes it seems like no-one cares Where are you when we need you People sleepin' in their cars people fallin' down in bars People who can't pay the rent folks whose hopes are almost spent People livin' in fear & war & the wolf is at the door & our time is running down won't you please come back for one more round I'm walkin' I'm walkin' I'm walking on down the road & I'll keep walking until I see you & I know & I'm talking about justice I'm talking to everyone I can & I'll keep talking until I see you again |
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| MARK LATHAM BLUES
copyright M
Sheehan 2006 Came a lonesome rider from out of the west And the sign of the chosen was tattooed on his chest O Mark Latham within his soul a passion burned And he could not imagine that passion would not be returned Stepped up like a legend, pull the sword out from the stone It only just began to move before his chance was blown Oh Mark Latham the kingdom slipped out of his hands Started out in Camelot ended up in the desert sands Wrong side of the party, wrong side of the law Wrong side of powerful men wrong side of a locked door Oh Mark Latham he tried to get the holy grail But the fates were against him he was bound to fail Was he too wild too frisky, too lucky in love Too big for his britches, all of the above O Mark Latham was he unworthy of the crown Or was he hoodooed & voodooed, hog tied backstabbed shot down Well its not far to the border I heard Mark Latham say Gonna pack my suitcase and make my getaway O Mark Latham he made a journal of his woes Be it fact or fiction I wonder if we'll ever know |
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| LONESOME BLUES
copyright M
Sheehan 2006 I got the lonesome blues creepin round my door They got me weepin and a wailin' they got me walkin the floor I got a lonesome devil ridin' on my train Just when I think it's gone, it jumps back on again I got the lonesome blues ooo hoo hoo ooo I got the lonesome blues put on my travelling shoes Won't somebody help me lose those lonesome blues Well the lonesome blues came to my room last night And they whispered in my ear 'til the morning light Now everybody needs to believe in somethin' dear Well I believe in somethin' I believe I'll have another beer I got the lonesome blues ooo hoo hoo ooo I got the lonesome blues put on my travellin' shoes Won't somebody help me lose those lonesome blues Well won't someboedy help me lose those lonesome blues |
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| TRUE HEARTS
copyright M
Sheehan 2006 Let me tell you all a story of true hearts that knew no fear They were wild they were reckless, danger ever near Stolen cars and broken windows, assault and robbery When it came to drugs and money they just could not let it be True hearts, better stay home by the fire when the day is done On a dark & rainy evening it was in the winter cold They set out to rob a traveller of his money & his gold But the plan went wrong & ended with a body on the ground As the sirens came a wailin true hearts were leavin town Well they tore on down the highway, got a 100 miles from town And they vowed to love eachother no matter what went down But before they reached the border stood a roadblock straight ahead With 100 guns awaitin to shoot those lovers dead To the courthouse they were taken in the courthouse they were tried From the courthouse they were parted wrenched from eachothers side True hearts are true forever true hearts will never fall But it's a long long wait for true hearts behind the prison wall |
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| RAMBLING ROSE
& THE GARDENER OF LOVE copyright
M Sheehan
2006 Well there was a ramblin' rose all alone on the hillside grew down amongst the rocks and stones she was hidden away from view each night she'd talk to the stars, and in to the heavens she'd gaze and that's the way it was for a thousand nights and days Now a gardener of love came wanderin' through the land looking for a favourite flower where he could tend his hand to the hillside he chanced to go on a whim he did suppose down amongst the rocks and stones he spied that ramblin' rose o rose o ramblin' rose well won't you come with me for you are the prettiest flower that ever I did see get away get away she cried I cannot go with you with your gardener's shears so sharp you'll wound and hurt me too won't you put aside your fears the gardener did implore and come away with me to my garden's golden shore there's soil to feed your soul and to make you thrive and grow and I'll always cherish you but the rose said I don't know now the rose was full of doubt and she couldn't make up her mind 'cause the gardener looked so fit and his twinkling eyes were kind with that he did reach out plucked the rose out of the ground and her thorns they scratched him deep til the blood came trickling down well the rose fell in a faint out of shock and pure surprise and she didn't believe the sight when she opened up her eyes she was in a beautiful bed that felt like a natural home in the arms of the gardener of love, at rest no more to roam |
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Lyrix -
CRITTERS & SPECIMENS
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| WILD ALMONDS
copyright M
Sheehan 2004 wild almonds are in bloom there's a chill upon the air looks like an early spring the trees and me we're still here the winter chilled my heart I need the warmth of the blazing sun spring brings a brand new start got my eye on someone its not you I saw you again today it had been a long long time felt a twistin in my heart 'cause I know you're the hurtin kind you looked away and passed me by we are better off apart now I know the reason why I gave somebody else my heart its not you wild almonds are in bloom it's the season when reason flies out the door I'm gonna rearrange my room into a love shack baby for the one that I adore its not you |
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| SIGN OF RAIN
copyright M
Sheehan 2004 When you wake up in the mornin to a rosy sky some say that's a sign of rain and you washed your car it was dusty and dry might be a sign of rain when you get a lowdown lonesome feelin' some say that's a sign of rain when you see a huntsman crawlin' cross the ceiling might be a sign of rain Oh for a sign of rain I want to see a sign of rain a little rain's gonna cool my brain and wash us clean again send us a sign of rain when a hush comes down & the clouds are low some say that's a sign of rain and the ants get busy on the patio might be a sign of rain when your bones they ache and your joints they crack some say that's a sign of rain and the black cockatoos are squawkin down the track might be a sign of rain rain rain rain let it rain rain rain |
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| JUDGMENT DAY
copyright M
Sheehan 2004 When I start to scream its gonna shake this house and the walls will crumble and the roof will tumble down and the glass will smash and the trees will sway on my judgment day when I start to scream a roaring wind will blow and the sun will shrink its gonna rain and snow there'll be nowhere to go and nowhere to stay on my judgment day I'm not playin when I say it you'd better run away on my judgment day only a fool would stay somebody's gonna pay when I start to scream its gonna crack your bones and your eyes will melt down into fiery stones all over the world everybody gonna pray On my judgment day |
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| LITTLE RED BIRD
copyright M
Sheehan 2004 Come all ye here and gather round I'll tell a tale sad and profound a tale that's true and was told to me it's a tale of loss and tragedy on Pigeon Hill or so I'm told back in the days of the search for gold there camped a miner with his only child in a place so bleak in a place so wild he worked his mine all through the day and the little girl whiled the hours away roamin' the hillsides til the daylight's end and a little red bird was her only friend through valleys deep and rocky springs the red bird led her she could hear it sing in her scarlet coat that she loved to wear the child and the bird made a handsome pair oh the little red bird one winter's day the clouds rolled in thunder and lightning made an awful din the wind it howled through the driving rain he called for the child but he called in vain he searched all night til the break of day in his darkest hour he stopped to pray all the gold in the world I'd freely give if my sweet child would only live oh the little red bird in the cold grey light of the early morn that miner cursed the day that he was born he found her body on the cold wet ground and the little red bird was hovering round he buried her there right where she lay picked up his swag and he ran away to the end of the earth to the end of the world he'd always mourn his little red bird oh the little red bird now a lonely grave the place does mark and if you go there before its dark and if you're silent and don't say a word you just might see that little red bird oh the little red bird |
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| EMPTY PADDOCK
BLUES copyright M
Sheehan 2004 When the sheep lay down in the middle of the morn they hang their heads you can hear them moan woo oo we got no grass to chew its just the middle of the morning we got those empty paddock blues we been hangin round this paddock for a couple of days we munched and we crunched everything away ooh ooh we got no cud to chew its just the middle of the morning & we got those empty paddock blues well we ate up every blade of rye and oats now this paddock ain't fit for a sheep or a goat listen Mr farmer we want you to know that we need a bale of hay lucerne to go we been waitin and a waitin for some food to come we wait and we wait but we ain't seen none well you want your wool and we want a meal Mr Farmer can we make a deal when the sheep lay down in the middle of the morn they hang their heads lookin so forlorn woo hoo what are we going to do its just the middle of the morning we got those empty paddock blues every lamb and ewe its just the middle of the morning we got those empty paddock no grass to be had we got those empty paddock blues |
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| THINK HAPPY
THOUGHTS copyright
M Sheehan 2004 Well I broke my leg falling over a log the man next door he went and shot my dog the landlord said you're late with the rent went to the bank I ain't got a cent today my car got repossessed went to the shrink 'cause I was feelin' depressed here's the advice that he gave to me 'lets try some cognitive behavioural therapy' think happy thoughts to brighten up your day think happy thoughts to chase your blues away my therqpist told me so it must be true he said what I think affects what I do happy thoughts everything'll be ok hey hey hey. He said try some pleasurable activities like diggin' in the garden or shelling peas soaking in the bathtub paintin' your nails or you can kick the cat if everything else fails, 20 k on the exercise bike and if the Mormons call tell them to take a hike I tried every strategy and lurk and guess what folks its startin' to work think happy thoughts when you're feelin' blue think happy thoughts tell your self its true you gotta cognitively restructure events til you think misfortune's been heaven sent happy thoughts you know they're gonna get you through hey hey hey. Well my husband went and had an affair with my best friend but I don't care my kids got taken by DHS but I tell myself it must be for the best I got evicted sleepin out on the street well what an adventure yes its really neat I got no money and I got no food but I'm workin' on ways to improve my mood think happy thoughts to brighten up your day think happy thoughts to chase your blues away my therqpist told me so it must be true he said 'do what I say don't do what I do' happy thoughts you know its gonna be ok hey hey hey I'm happy yeah |
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| DISAPPEARING
MAN copyright M
Sheehan 2004 I went down to the waterfront on the early shift I was lookin for Bluey somebody said he skipped he used to be a big shot on the union floor until he shot his mouth off he ain't around no more and nobody wants to talk about it nobody wants to know about the disappearing man I went down to the Union Hotel lookin for some clues ran into my friend Shirley said is there any news? she just smiled and shook her head looked down into her beer and she sighed if you don't know nothin you got nothin to hide and nobody wants to talk about it nobody wants to know about the disappearing man maybe he took a holiday on some tropical isle maybe he's lyin' in the sun somewhere wearing nothing but a great big smile I wouldn't like to imagine he's in some sort of strife maybe he met another woman and nicked off from his wife and nobody wants to talk about it nobody wants to know about the disappearing man |
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| GOOD MORNING
JAYBIRD copyright M
Sheehan 2004 well good morning jaybird what news do you bring today you'd better tell me something happy or else you can fly away well I see you jaybird sitting over in the blackwood tree come and sit here on my shoulder and tell your tale to me you can tell me I got lucky tell me my ship came in tell me just about any old line don't mention the mess I'm in good morning jaybird what news do you bring today you'd better tell me something happy or else you can fly away well they tell me jaybird that you're bad luck on the wing if you can turn my bad luck around I'll give you most anything |
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| TIME
copyright M
Sheehan 2004 Time if its only a short time I want to spend it with you I hope that its a long time I know there'll be some rough times there'll never be enough time one time for your mind yo the good and the bad time the bitter sweet and sad time the sweet makin' love time fittin' hand in glove time sittin' back and feeling lazy wanna run feeling crazy ooh time the thick and the thin time the guilty sin bin time ooh time the day and the night time screamin' yellin' and polite time the free and the pay time the old and in the way time time time one time for your mind yo |
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last updated 25th February 2007 by dodsweb
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