I Want That You Are Always Happy

The Middle East I Want That You Are Always Happy Lyrics
1.Deep Water

Green-eyed looker, it always pains me to see
Hollowed out picture of skin and bone
The strangest stranger that I ever did meet
Oh and I guess I ain't that old

She came on strong with her own confidence
Made you sweat in your cotton, though it'll breathe
The cruelest behaviour ain't born or mined (?)
Feel her shell should just go and down the wine (?)

It's deep water, driving rain
And all I can remember is a cold
Another burned out lover who was begging to leave
She said why wouldn't you tie your soul to me?

Took all I had in my waiting cell
And a little of what I just don't know
But I got my thinking up to where I fell
And I let the memories of my lovers die

It's a bitter taste and a, a blinding light
Time fade burns, most would know
Took the hand of the, the woman I love
Now I am sure I'm gonna make her my own

It's the deep water, the driving rain
I'm making a shelter of my own
When Jesus comes he's gonna eat with me
And he's gonna find our children old

Got a road all laid out and trenched
And mined enough for a walking pace
It seems so different from where I've come
Oh Lord I'd love to see that, that place again

With its deep water, mountain range
Full of those hard living kind
Petrol stations and a copper mine
The kind of place I think I could die


2.Mount Morgan End


3.My Baby

My baby working at the coffee shop
She said she never would again
My baby things never worked out
The way they should have back then

Her daddy taught her everything
His daddy taught me
She comes down slow from the mountain fall
And I'm her sea

Oh, oh mother
Tried seven times
To leave a husband
And house behind

Pretty lady holds my gaze beneath
The mulberry tree
With hair like a morning
She comes with fiery calvary

She knows just what to do with
The tear in my sleeve
Her tailor's hands gone to work
In the night while I sleep

And in the morning
It's good as new
I slip it over
My shoulder

And in the morning
I feed her dogs
With a bark and the porky
Make my way home


4.Mount Morgan


5.Months

Wake me in the morning
Gon' wake me up at night
Ain't got no use for sleeping anymore
Ain't got enough time
For myself
Or time for my friends
And, and I can't even write
Just wake me up, it's fine

Let me go away, Hitch
Away from where we've grown
I've got dirty and d-- wandering
Through bars and
Foreign family homes
And I had never have cared
To be alone
Now I just wanna feel
How you would feel
Left at home

Hey Hitch, hey Hitch
I'm coming home
Hey Ma, hey Pa
I'm coming home
Hey J, hey Tree, hey Mel and Graeme*
I'm coming come
Hey Heath, hey Kris
I'm coming home

Well I seen many places
And they all been seen before
I done lost my Jack Luck spirit
I'm goin' back to Hitch at home


6.Dan's Silverleaf


7.Hunger Song

I've got a hollow inside my stomach
That I can't seem to fill
With all the things
That I believe

I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread
And I fill it with drink on a
Saturday evening
Till Sunday morning

But I'm still hungry
For something to fill me
Ah, make me whole again
So I won't be hungry anymore
Anymore

My own neighbour knew wood and skin
He was good with his hands
Always heavy with drinking
My own neighbour

My own neighbour's wife came home
In the early morning
She grabbed the little girl and
She took off in the half-light
To the Best Western

Now he's looking for
Something to fill this time
True, give his heaviness
Something involved, oh
Fill this time
True, give his heaviness
Something involved, oh

But if you're
If you're coming back
To me lonely
But if you're coming home
Cold and hungry
I'm gonna die

You're needing for
You, for my baby
For your whole life
For my lovely
For your fingers, oh


8.Black Death 1349

(two, three, four)

Black Death, 1349
Rats are coming down the Rhine

Pretty girls, little boys
Bring all just a-and-b's (?)
In the void (?)

Picking with (?) 13 Jews
Ain't you ever heard the news

With all those (?)
Little babies in the void
Jesus Christ was what a noise (?)

Saviour coming down the Rhine
Black Death, 1349


9.My Grandmother Was Pearl Hall

Mothers
Love their children
Even when they
Are violent.
'Cause all good
Sons and daughters
Love the ones they
Look like.

Fathers
Keep their kids safe
On the street
Men died.
'Cause all good
Sons or fathers
Know that kids are
Frightened
Of them.

Went home
With your rocket
But a nearing
Spirit.
Survived
A death adder
But you drowned in
Liquid.

You learned
From your father
How to husband
Animals.
And I learned
from my father
That all men
Are animals.

Jesus,
you're a fire
In my foreskin
everyday.
Burning
Oh you're burning
Dead and lonely
You remain.


10.As I Go To See Janey

And there's six Spanish sailors
Drifting aimless
Through the moonlit bay
Of sweet Marseilles

And there's a broken feeling
But nobody's bleeding
Any secrets
To the night

As I go
To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard

And the guards are restless
Thinking of the princess
She's been shivering
Warm evening

And they say she's dying
And all the men are crying
As they raise the flags
To the wind

As I go
To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard

To see Janey
She is lonely
In the moonlight
In the churchyard


11.Jesus Came To My Birthday Party

Jesus came to my birthday party
When I was seventeen
I thought it was a dream
But I know I seen him standing there
With his long hair
I know I seen him there

That was a long time ago
And I haven't seen him in a while
Now I'm down in the city
And I think I seen him in the eyes
Of the strangers that pass
In the eyes of the poor

Jesus came to my birthday party
When I was seventeen
It was a long time ago

Jesus came to my birthday party
When I was seventeen
It was a long time ago

Jesus came to my birthday party
I thought it was a dream
But I know I seen him there

Jesus came to my birthday party
A long time ago


12.Land Of The Bloody Unknown

There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed
When I woke up with you in the morn
There were lions roaring on ships in? the harbour
The night my true love was born

There's a minstrel singing of the holy dove
On the mountain of old St Jerome
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I walk
When the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home
To the land of the bloody unknown

I heard that your mother took off in the? fall
With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon
I heard you whispering to yourself last night
She'll be coming home some day soon

Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt
And just like the sin in my soul
It is never ever ever ever coming out
While the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger
And the bride washing up on the shore
I could never really dance that well
I can't raise the flags or ring them bells
But I can shoot my gun down the line towards my home
To the land of the bloody unknown

There's a black dog watching over me? in my sleep
And I stir just to toss him the bone
There's a red moon rising on the hills tonight
Where the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is shown
And it points down the sad road home


13.Very Many

Seldom never came out soon enough (?)
That animated it by fire (?)
Now he's stranded first on runways (?)
Growing hungry in all a cron (?)
I feel a tension in a morning doubt (?)
Lands a first on (?)

Joseph done a bad house brother (?)
Down in like a minnow jog (?)
The tiki made it look at us harden (?)
You could smell her chlorine dance hard (?)
I should have ate, mama never never made (?)
That first tongue

Ooh, these thoughts
They just came back to my aid
Ooh, I can man made them (?)
Oh, through the waters of my mind
And I do make songs
Well, I make songs of them


14.Ninth Avenue Reverie

You say you want to be buried beneath the mango tree
Where every northern summer you'll come back to life
You say you want your ashes mixed up with your lover's salt
Where every Sunday night he'll eat a little more of you

You say you can't stop crying; it's just the power of the song
Riding on the midnight bus again
You say that you loved him but you were just too young
You say that's why you still wear the ring

You say a lot of things

You say that your daddy was a painter of sorts
But I never saw him paint a thing
He just kept the tins underneath his bed
And sniffed a different colour every night

And dreamed of a place up in the sky
Where everyone's a painter 'til they die

You say you don't like flying on the aeroplanes
That even the sea birds must get lonely out there
You said you were quitting after your next pack
And you said once that I was beautiful

But for all the pretty ladies in Beijing
I couldn't stop my drinking

And you say a lot of
You say a lot of
You say a lot of things

You say you can't stop dreaming about your funeral day
Where all your long-time friends will be crying for you
I'd be up the back with a rose in my hand
And I'd give to you in death what I could not in life


15.Sydney To Newcastle