(Return of) The Electric Horseman Powderfinger

(Return of) The Electric Horseman In my head inside my dreams Under my hand as no one's seen Bent to the will of the others Strange kind of day to discover That all seasons fail and recover So

This Syrup to Exchange Powderfinger

This Syrup to Exchange It’s early rise His teeth are firm And cleanse with hands to hunt and hope The sun divieds Imagine leaves A shelter while I sleep There are many years To

How Far Have We Really Come? Powderfinger

Despite the miseries And the lessons learned from history The pattern still repeats Never to surrender don't you ever repeat How far have we really come?

Powderfinger Cowboy Junkies

Look out, Mama, there's a white boat coming up the river, with a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John 'cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the

POWDERFINGER Neil Young

POWDERFINGER Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're

Horseman David McWilliams

it was on a cold and windy night we sat waiting for the dawn huddled close up to the fire and the shutters all were drawn when we heard hoof beats comin' and a whinney in the night and the moon hung on

Roll Right By You Powderfinger

Your gentle pace it provides a rhythm for the unwashed few of us Lock and loaded past is a prison for the crimes of the universe Do you have the information to decide whether you really care C'mon you

Stumblin' Powderfinger

I got to feeling low for making light of whatever you said The pain went straight to my head chopping me up turning me to morose You've got a thing or two coming soon so I'll get out of your way Beat

My Kind of Scene Powderfinger

My Kind of Scene Tell me where I'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job for everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad lean to the side

Up & Down & Back Again Powderfinger

Up & Down & Back Again come and rescue me from in the water deep careful now don't loose your aim the road ahead is clear again I haven't found it yet you drift away so slow in the

Love Your Way Powderfinger

got to keep moving to stay warm 'cause I'm freezing in this room And if I prove no good here I'll skip to where I should It's only an imaginary vigil that we keep You salvage what you need I'll take the

Walking Stick Powderfinger

Walking Stick Spoon Fed from a dirty plate A diet designed only to agitate A veil of pride and gospel truth To cover the hidden fist that he used And I wont say a word You’ve sewn me

Vladimir Powderfinger

Vladimir I am the lizard queen Uniform of taffeta and diamond rings In here I see all kinds Even tiny drunken Muscovite Mouths locked tight With a native man seeking shelter for the night I

Blanket Powderfinger

Another self serving future You can stand and beat your breast While they feed on the fruit of their sweat You’ve got it rough Haven’t you got it rough So you shoot From the left ???

Hurried Bloom Powderfinger

Hurried Bloom She has a handfull of reasons to loose him He liberates her often hidden smile She buried trust faded away He swallowed any promises they made Darkness to weave its silent

Pockets Powderfinger

By now you know that I never arrived I was too tired to move I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse But I'm tired of them too Little pockets of air in the atmosphere Make it easy to breathe So

Pick You Up Powderfinger

decide you've had enough of it I'll be the one I'll be the one When your speech is slow When your eyes are closed When you feel betrayed When your heart is frayed When your feet are cold When

Not My Kinda Scene Powderfinger

tell me where i'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad so lean to the side whisper it quiet the end is in

Process This Powderfinger

Have you ever been done so low Till it put you in the picture show Have you ever felt so ashamed Tryin to process someone else's pain Put your message down in a box Lick a stamp why dont you send it off

Tail Powderfinger

Tail I'll take the lead you’ll follow me Come and relevie the friends that I keep They’re sick of me Small minded creed blisters and weeps Swallow the shit that jealousy feeds Choke

Celebrity Head Powderfinger

Celebrity Head at quarter to nine my plus one decides to make her arrival I’ll say what I like at the end of the night for social survival I’ll cut you to size then apologize and make an impassioned

Boing Boing Powderfinger

Boing Boing There's nothing to say but she, came and then she went through Her cardamom powder sneeze, raised the old hotel roof There's nothing to play so we, swam into the rockpool Habits are breaking

These Days Powderfinger

These Days it's coming round again the slowly creeping hand of time and its command soon enough it comes and settles in its place its shadow in my face puts pressure in my day

Waiting for the Sun Powderfinger

Waiting for the Sun this will be an uncertain time for us my love I can hear the echo of your voice in my head singing my love I can see your face there in my hands my love I have been

Sunsets Powderfinger

Sunsets over the beaches from now on Each day looking for new ways to go on Maybe I should drop by maybe I should have called Maybe I should have followed you and beat down your door Maybe it's gonna

Like a Dog Powderfinger

Like a Dog in all that he takes in all that he shows the higher the stakes the lower the blows and all the mistakes that he's ever known whatever it takes he'll be stealing the show now

Catadel Powderfinger

Catadel Parton pushed vows aside Parents blest shine with pride Lay child down force inside I play on my position of trust Leave the child to self distruct Child ashamed silent oath

Sink Low Powderfinger

Sink Low It sure is guiet around here The phone never rings anymore So I'll wallow in silence And nail my soul to the floor ‘Cause I'm angry and jealous And sick and tired of untruth

SS Powderfinger

SS Sweetest jolting of the memory Little secrets become fantasy Stuart Surridge never growing tired Little boys baby safe inside These things are mine for always We can hold our breath 'till

Living Type Powderfinger

Living Type And you'll be there to break my fall To reassure my doubts and faults And all your fables will ring true They are the lies you lean on too There's love on your breath I'd better not

Capoicity Powderfinger

Capoicity honesty is out of style so hammer in the coffin nails a message sent across to land with kisses for you we’ll tell them nothing our little secret they’ll never make us ever open up

Whatever Makes You Happy Powderfinger

Whatever Makes You Happy if we never make it back to how far we've come along this way we search around for solid ground that will help to carry us away if the memories I left throw the

Grave Concern Powderfinger

Grave Concern Somebody screaming that the end is nigh Never seen nobody with hopes so high Uneasy feeling creeping up on me Justify a weary trinity And I can hardly contain my joy Let

Don't Panic Powderfinger

I invite danger It might just do some good for me Slack jawed little stranger Slip and shuffle on your feet If I set a trap I'll raise suspicion and keep eyes on me I'll just keep kicking at the

Morning Sun Powderfinger

up on the table Well, I don't like the way that they've been carrying on I never was one to complain about the way that things are done If it spits like rain on the window frame Come to wash way the morning

Glimpse Powderfinger

Glimpse Tell me when does your justice start What you say and what i see they are miles apart Now i'm as guilty as the next man or woman i declare Of apathy and selfish greed and self interested

Bridle You Powderfinger

Bridle You Strip me down Wash me white Leave the sparks in my eyes Novelty Wearing thin Overload of thruth and advice Narrow minds Move hollow mouths To taste the foot that

Bless My Soul Powderfinger

Push me right over And hold me down under the waves If I'm out breath maybe I'll recognise my mistakes Coz nothing I've done yeah Is worthy of showing to you It's just meaningless bullshit And promises

JC Powderfinger

JC Oh Jesus christ, what name do you go by now For time is passing with the wind blows new decrees Canned for life your used by date is faded And followers of you now watch tv What could i do

Over My Head Powderfinger

Over My Head a combination of the two worst ideas you might have well don't complain you just concede, there's nothing left for you (it's) sad to think that its all gone over my head I like to

Passenger Powderfinger

Passenger caged you hold so tight until your knuckles show escape as far away as you could ever know you sink them all down and watch them float up until the wheel has spun around you will be

Don't Wanna Be Left Out Powderfinger

I creep around slowly and receive from the TV signals about my life I've no dedication to my medication I'm otherwise occupied An ambitious plan to bring attention to myself A cerebral hitman permeates

Skinny Jean Powderfinger

Skinny Jean Yeah you got knee high boots to hide focaccia fruit yeh You better think twice about the soy milk drink babe You got a patent handbag and solid state rags You wont think twice about the

Powderfinger (Live) Neil Young, Crazy Horse

Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail

The Metre Powderfinger

The Metre blow the candles out to raise to the night let all the tension out you've been wound up so tight it's a tender trap to plan ahead all the time if you measure the world by

Private Man Powderfinger

Private Man I tell you he’s a private man in a public circumstance he’s eyeing off an old doorframe looking for a drastic change it’s such a shame this had to end but things are out of his command

The Day You Come Powderfinger

The Day You Come memories are fading a single voice complaining while days are stacking up it’s hardly worth debating the people are frustrated drink from poison cup the system is collapsing

Oipic Powderfinger

Oipic Far may you run from what you know Sermons homespun before the show One superjudge that brings a change in taste The new seasons king with a brand new face Cause the old seasons bloom seemed

Rockin' Rocks Powderfinger

You're swollen like a lexicon If you hurry we'll be home real soon If you meet me in the morning, gonna make my day The sky will fall and the planets swoon, Feel like tomorrow coming up too soon

Thrilloilogy Powderfinger

Thrilloilogy for every story gone untold there's a secret that dissolves so many pieces still unsolved you're not quite who you think you are can see the symptoms from afar I'm hosing