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Industrial Town

Saturday, February 12th, 2011

(Steel)
A bunch of withered roses lie, a faded silhouette
Caught you jumpin’ in the deep end last night, but it hasn’t happened yet.
They’re tying up your body with some rusty Number 8 and they say,
Too early with your run, son.
Too early with your run.
A bunch of worn-out ockers, the local magistrate,
Go down...

Roaring Days

Monday, June 14th, 2010

(Thomas)
He stopped to change a tyre out near Warnambool,
His Chevy it was all over the road.
He pulled into town sometime in the early afternoon,
More than a normal travelling salesman, the guitar his only load.
And we were all there waitin’, in the Colac hall,
Our little legs a-swinging ‘neath the chairs,
But I just...