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Live On Earth

Live On Earth, double live album The Latest release from THE CAT EMPIRE. 

This Live double-album features 22 live recordings, from shows recorded all over the world.  Melbourne, Montreal, Paris, London, New York and more... this is the closest you can come to having The Cat Empire live in your lounge room.  Recorded in great venues, we have captured some of the bands best takes, in high quality sound, re-mixing and mastering it to make a cohesive experiential album – a summary of the best live moments spanning THE CAT EMPIRE career so far, 2001-2009. 

  • Fishies - Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 19, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [FELIX, HARRY ANGUS]

       

      I left the house left the room with the foxy on my back

      And my supplies in a magic pack

      And I followed the sound of music

      Not up a hill … but down to an old wharf shack

       

      Inside I heard the trumpets call

      I salute to the champions on the wall

      And in the jazz of squalls and impassioned brawls she danced

       

      And the night she looked so fine to me

      Oh I am a man on an Odyssey

      And so tie me to the mast I must believe!

       

      Wow didi didi I just had to look

      I said wow didi didi how those hips they shook

      Eye patch tongue ring little black book  

      Welcome fishies to my hook

       

      And the tiny chefs they waved their giant knives

      And the dark goumas they flicked dynamite

      Still I kept the sight of my desire

       

      And this one thing’s sure I made no apologies

      Lights dimmed but she shone like mythology

      And I must admit she felt so alive

       

      Chorus

       

      She waves for everybody down on the floor

      As if to pray to the gods of the festival

      And there we were in the depths of the wild below

       

      Her face so close I could taste the distant shores

      She whispered ‘wait for the trumpet’s call’

      It’s not exactly love it’s to adore

       

      Chorus

       

      The Empire Horns:

      Ross Irwin (Trumpet), Kieran Conrau (Trombone)

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  • The Car Song -Triple J's AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

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      The weekend is the weekend
      And it’s sunny in the park
      I’ll stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark
      I’ve got a lot of homework
      But homework he can wait
      I never start my homework till its already too late
      My parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same
      But it’s hard
      When there’s a basketball game in the park
      It’s 1998
      And everybody’s saying:
      “Harry, you’re going to be a lawyer some day…”
      It’s Monday bloody Monday
      And there’s two things I forgot
      I forgot to do my homework
      And I’ve only got one sock
      I’m halfway through a test
      But I just can’t concentrate
      I’m sitting next to Fontaine
      I want to ask her on a date
      I really want to start a conversation
      But each time she walks past
      I start choking on my pencil
      And fall flat on my ass
      I need to concentrate
      I have to get this grade
      Or I might fail to be a lawyer someday
      BRIDGE
      But just right now
      Can’ think of anything better to do
      Than just sit down at the piano and a write this tune
      And maybe later
      Maybe later in the afternoon
      I’ll sit back and relax
      And think of all the things I’m going to do…
      CHORUS
      Someday…
      I’ll buy an old car
      Someday…
      I’ll get that car to start
      Someday…
      I’ll learn how to drive too
      And then Someday…
      Imagine all the things I could do.
      (That was 1998 now
      Bring it forward to the present day now
      Cause some things have changed
      but some things never change)
      The weekend is the weekend
      And it’s sunny in the park
      I’ll stay here with my beer and fish ‘n’ chips till it gets dark
      I just saw Peter Parsons
      Who used to be in my class
      I always gave him wedgies cause I thought he worked too hard
      He said, “Harry, life is great –
      I feel so happy these days –
      I’m a litigation lawyer –
      So I got it made
      I’m going out with Fontaine
      Rememer her from tenth grade?
      I drive a Porsche so I can’t complain…”
      BRIDGE
      Shit! And look at me can’t think of anything better to do
      That just sit down at the piano and write this tune
      And maybe later
      Maybe later in the afternoon
      I’ll sit back and relax and think of all the things I’m going to do…
      CHORUS

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  • So Many Nights - Woodford Folk Festival, QLD, Australia, Dec 28, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [FELIX]
      It doesn’t matter what I say it doesn’t matter what I do
      It seems I’m going to have to change my look for you cos
      I’ve got two shoes but they’ve been walked too far
      And I think that we could float from evening to the stars

      When I see you in the distance with your friends
      I look around and then I look down at my threads
      It’s inappropriate that I should present like a
      Retired matador with unpaid rent

      So many nights I’m still thinking about you
      And so many nights you step in and I walk through
      So he doesn’t care except he still combs his hair
      So what am I supposed to do?

      I bought a suit and I bought a top hat
      And I put a red stripe down the side of my slacks
      Went to the barber got my hair cut high
      And I bought a ticket for the opera tonight

      But when and I see you your bodice and your pride
      It’s nice to greet you with an interrupted stride, besides
      You say ‘Good evening’ you don’t say ‘Goodnight’
      And I can’t deny that

      So many nights I’m still thinking about you
      And so many nights until I changed my suit
      And when I’m bare don’t need to comb my hair
      Cos I found what to do

      Put your waistcoat on
      So many nights …
      So many nights …
      Put your waistcoat on

      String Section:
      Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

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  • Lonely Moon - Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 5, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [HARRY ANGUS]

      Girl in the park one day
      Killing all the bugs on the pavement
      Seems like she got a nasty streak
      But she does it in a beautiful way
       
      Like a bullet from a gun
      She sparks and then she runs
      The only thing she’s sure of
      Is that no one really understands
       
      Sometimes … talking about
      Things just seem so strange
      Lie awake in the lonely night
      Things just seem so strange
       
      Maybe it’s all prearranged
      Tears on an empty page
      Look out the window see the full moon bloom and
      This is what he says 
       
      Don’t you worry
      When you feel so lonely, cos
      Everyone’s lonely
      They’re all crazy too
      Like their mothers
      Like their fathers
      Everyone’s crazy
       
      Sometimes she gets this way
      About her when she sways
      Slips into a liquid tune
      And vanishes away
       
      And it’s only for herself
      She can’t bring anyone else
      Everyone’s got a special box
      That they keep on a dusty shelf
       
      Such a beautiful dangerous thing
      Beautiful and strange
      Making love to the night itself
      Beautiful and strange
       
      Maybe it’s all prearranged
      Tears on an empty page
      Look out the window see the full moon bloom
      This is what he says
       
      Don’t you worry
      If people call you crazy cos
      Everyone’s crazy
      They’re all lonely too
      Like their mothers
      Like their fathers
      Everyone’s crazy
      Under a lonely moon
       
      The Empire Horns:
      Ross Irwin (Trumpet), Kieran Conrau (Trombone)
       
      String Section:

      Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

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  • How to explain? -Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

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  • Days Like These -Trabendo, Paris, June 11, 2007

    • Lyrics

      Days Like These [F REIBL, H ANGUS, O McGILL]

      To the gods in the sky
      there's one thing you can do
      you can send us some sun
      and we'll play you this tune
      because sitting in our room
      lying down with a scoob
      and the sunshine
      through our window

      It's days like these
      that make us happy
      like a puppy getting lucky
      with Lassie hassle-free
      hours passing by
      with the beat one two
      said it's days like these kicking back
      just doing what we do

      Number one I'd find some
      loving in the sun
      with someone that can make me
      growl and hum say hmmm...
      a boom boom shak
      and the beat that she throw at me
      knocking me flat

      Number two
      I'd cruise where the grass is smooth
      and the sound of the sea
      is a dreamy melody
      snooze all afternoon
      till the night time wake me
      cos shakedown soon

      Number three
      I'd be dancing like a monkey up a tree
      find sweet simplicity
      by kissing my honey
      get funky like Bond
      when he's played by Connery
      and get crafty
      like Don Corleone

      Four
      watching Oliver jam a little more
      remember the night when I saw
      what i never never never seen before
      Lavender wrestling a rich wild boar

      CHORUS

      HARRY'S NIGHT TIME RHYME
      And dirty hands
      I like them see
      they make the music that we play
      sound oh so sweet
      and my mother always made me eat broccoli
      and now look at me
      i'm as strong as can be
      so put some spice in my sauce
      honey in my tea
      an ace up my sleeve
      and a slinky plan b
      and most importantly
      my mad family
      they named me lucky
      and for that I'll sing about
      days like these

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  • Dumb Things (P.Kelly) - Shepherds Bush Empire, London, UK, Aug 3, 2006

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  • The Lost Song - Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

    • Lyrics

      [F REIBL]

      I had nine lives but I lost all of them
      and I’ve been searching in the night
      and I’ve been searching in the rain
      I tried to find them
      but they disappeared
      they walked away they dressed in black
      they left my side and all I say
      is that I wasted time
      when I looked for them
      for now I know that things gone past
      are never to be found again
      no never never again
      I had nine lives
      but lost all of them

      I had a plan
      but never finished it
      and I’ve been searching for the thought
      and I’ve been searching in a haze
      I try all days
      to remember it
      but now the blueprint in my mind has gone
      my mind forgot the colour of direction
      and my eyes they see the hands
      that could have built
      that could have constructed
      the empire in my mind
      the empire
      I’ll never find
      I had a plan
      but that was where it ended

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  • The Rhythm - Bowery Ballroom, New York NY, USA, Feb 13, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [F REIBL, H ANGUS]

      And for all of the sweet loving that
      I have received
      in the sun in the rain
      by the moon by the sea
      there is one time that I’m thinking of
      one time where one woman
      did knock me off my feet
      and my knees were shaking
      and my jaw was dropping
      and my eyes were squinting
      and my smile was growing
      and my pants were bulging
      and my hands were sweating
      and my chest was beating
      so I cry ‘excuse me,
      what is the secret to your song?’

      Cause when you’re walking along
      when you’re walking along…

      Your legs are a melody my hands
      would like to play
      and your hips are a note
      that does take me away
      and your face and your eyes and your hair
      and your waist and your smile
      drive me to distraction
      she turned and she gave the evil eye
      ‘why thankyou’ she said
      then she sigh ‘ah there’s one thing
      I think you failed to mention…’
      ‘What?’ I said then she said
      ‘It’s the rhythm you forgot’
      and right then I knew what was what
      and she snuck to my lips
      and she kissed them
      said ‘young man
      I’ll show you some rhythm’

      And she’ll show you some rhythm

      And since then ha
      the rhythm’s been running through my veins
      in my thoughts in my eyes
      in my head it’s insane
      it’s the thing that does drive me
      to scream
      on the street when I think of some
      places it’s taken me
      I feel horny when I thinking of some of that rhythm in my mind
      what she gave what she gives to me
      all of the time
      say a little bit of sweet loving in your day
      all my friends know it keeps the
      bad thoughts away
      so sing with your hips my baby
      when you’re dancing to this tune
      and when this tune is through
      we’ll sneak to some place
      and continue to…
      say sing with your hips my baby
      when you’re dancing to this tune
      and when this tune is through
      we’ll sneak to some place and
      continue to –
      she said I’ll show you some rhythm

      And she’ll show you some rhythm

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  • The Wine Song - Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC,Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    • Lyrics

      [H ANGUS]

      Song and melodies change and change
      and sway
      but they still stay the same
      the songs that we sung when the dark days come
      are the songs that we sung when we chased them away
      if I ever found a pot of gold
      I'd buy bottles untold of the nectar of the vines
      I'm going to die with a twinkle in my eye
      ‘cause I sung songs spun stories loved laughed and drank wine

      Tomorrow is another day
      the cats are out to play, to play
      that old rusty spaceship wants to sail
      into the milky way again
      on a river of red red wine

      Run...
      (let's have some)
      Fun...
      (we'll)
      Drink...
      (a toast to the)
      Sun...

      In summer the bushfires rage and rage
      and rage
      on such beautiful days
      and we fight them with water that runs through the cracks
      water we're desperately trying to save
      so I'll just live on wine and water my vines
      and sleep on the wind with the fires right behind
      and sing on the beaches and dance through the night
      oh we'll cry 'pass the wine, pass the wine, pass the wine'

      Run...
      (let's have some)
      Fun...
      (we'll)
      Drink...
      (a toast to the)
      Sun...

      Oh what a beautiful day today!
      today's a day to celebrate
      grab your bucket, grab your spade
      we're heading down to Half Moon Bay
      I saw a plane go into a cloud
      I'm drunk I'm happy I'm singing and loud
      two o'clock in the arvo, but hey that's allowed...
      I'm having a good time and of that I am proud

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  • All that talking - Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 5, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [F REIBL]

      And when it happens it’s like
      honey and pain
      horns in the rain
      misty seas and mysteries
      a dog with no name
      it’s that time again
      not sure if I’m sleeping
      but the vision’s as clear
      as fog on the pier
      someone fishing aimlessly
      a thought’s an idea
      a sound is an ear
      and gods with none believing
      being chased by the lamb
      a knife in its hand
      looked down from that mountain
      saw the moon get a tan
      on the beach with no sand
      something came and something ran
      to make up my mind
      is it bleak or it fine?
      She looked a little doubtful
      smirked and said it’s divine
      to light with no lime
      sometimes

      Oh it’s too late I can’t stop
      moving my mouth
      I’ll shush but I’ll shout
      something’s got a hold of me
      those words coming out
      like froth on a stout
      dreamboat’s sailing into
      stormy weather I see
      salty debris
      cows and tigers jumping at some
      mad dignity
      but passionately we’ll be
      oh finding
      ways without words
      to sing and to purr
      loving without declarations
      stuttered and slurred
      elephants blurred
      nerves resisting urges serve
      to speak with no sight
      a bat taking flight
      only to find tooth marks
      in that sex dynamite
      my girl’s got a bite
      that’s right

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  • The Chariot - Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 19, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [F, REIBL]

      This is a song that came upon me
      one night
      when the news it had been telling me
      about one more war and one more fight
      and 'aeh' I sighed but then
      I thought about my friends
      then I wrote this declaration
      just in case the world end

      Our guns
      we shot them in the things we said
      ah we didn't need no bullets
      cos we rely on some words instead
      kill someone in argument
      outwit them with our brains
      and we'd kill ourselves laughing
      at the funny things we'd say

      And bombs
      we had them saved for special times
      when the crew would call a shakedown
      we break down a party landmine
      women that so sexy
      they explode us with their looks
      ah we blowing up some speakers
      jumping round till the ground shook

      And missiles
      they were the roadtrips that we launched
      t-t-tripping across this island
      starting missions at the break of dawn
      yawn and smile say
      'what direction shall we take?'

      'Somewhere where it warm and wet'
      this be the route we'd always take and

      Our weapons were our instruments
      made from timber and steel
      we never yielded to conformity
      but stood like kings
      in a chariot that's riding on a
      record wheel

      And our airforce flying
      when the frisbee in the sky
      have a session while we're smoking
      now we're feeling extra high
      and we'd sneak into a carpark
      with the skaties on our back
      and we're flying down the levels howling
      'on the attack now on the attack'

      And battles
      they happened in these dancehalls
      see we'd rather fight with music
      choosing one the rhythm war
      battle at these shakedowns
      and we battle at these gigs
      we do battle in our bedrooms
      made some sweet love to the beat

      Then our allies grew
      wherever we would roam
      see whenever we're together
      any stranger feel at home
      in a way we are an army
      but this army not destruct
      no instead we're doing simple things
      good loving find it run amuck

      This be a declaration
      written about my friends
      it's engraved into this song
      so they know I'm not forgetting them
      see maybe if the world contained
      more people like these
      then the news would not be telling me
      about all that warfare endlessly and

      Our weapons were our instruments
      made from timber and steel
      we never yielded to conformity
      but stood like kings
      in a chariot that's riding on
      a record wheel

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  • 'Til the Ocean Takes Us All - Triple J's AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

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  • Sly - Metro Theatre, Sydney NSW, Australia, Oct 18, 2007

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      If frisy hair was a metaphor
      for festival time
      then this woman is a goddess
      of that festival shrine, met her
      - at a jam
      in that garden of sorts
      I must confess god bless
      some impure thoughts
      “show us the money”
      was the call of the night
      but no money could have bought
      even a piece of her pride, there might
      have been a sea of people
      I don’t know, because
      all I could see
      was how this woman she glowed so
      -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
      ya look like one incredible creature
      wanna treat you fine
      lets dance and grind
      get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
      you’re divine you’re sublime
      and well you blow my mind
      She caterpillar so good
      that all the greeks go “killa”
      break and enter take ya like a glass of milk
      then “spill ya”
      saw her coming what a scene
      what I mean is
      she got that sex coffee beam
      but she tastes like vanilla
      well alright she ignite
      when we hit the floor
      like the vroom on a V8 super commodore
      now if it makes a good story
      well it’s just worthwhile
      with her’s like dealing stories
      in that sprinkla style and so
      -Aeh it’s a pleasure to meet you
      ya look like one incredible creature
      wanna treat you fine
      lets dance and grind
      get so funk-inflicted it’s a crime
      you’re divine you’re sublime
      and well you blow my mind

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  • Hello - Triple J's AWOL Concert, Burnie TAS, Australia, Oct 13, 2007

    • Lyrics

      [F REIBL]

      Walking down the street
      with some evil in my eye
      and some thoughts in my head
      that were making me feel high
      on my head was a hoodi
      in my ears was some bass
      was walking by my dog
      when I saw that sexy face
      come towards me
      with a little cheeky smile
      if she was a phone
      I'd pick her up and dial
      the fire brigade
      or zero zero zero
      she stopped me in my tracks
      and I said ‘mmm hchello hchello...’

      I was sleeping in the sand
      with some dreams in my head
      that were causing an extension
      to the towel and my bed
      and the waves were rolling
      like the curves on those legs
      of a sweet beach bella
      with that centrefold spread
      in the midst of the slumber
      I heard some footsteps creeping
      and I woke to discover
      the woman I'd been dreaming
      she knelt down beside
      said 'can I share your pillow?'
      I rolled over and I said
      ‘well hchello hchello...’
      Some like money making
      some like cars
      and some like the houses
      with the rooftop spas
      and some like to gossip
      about some rich sugar daddies
      but me and my friends
      we like the golden brown honeys
      and some like watching people
      living on TV
      that's a little strange
      if you're asking me
      cos I like to eat and laugh
      and **** and play down low
      these are the things I know
      well hchello hchello...

      Welcome to this night
      welcome to this song
      welcome to these rhymes
      that be going on and on
      welcome to the empire
      and the funky empire tunes
      but most of all welcome
      to the bellas in this room...
      well hchello hchello

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  • Hotel California - Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

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  • Rhyme and Reason - Metropolis, Montreal QC, Canada, Oct 5, 2006

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  • Two Shoes - Iwaki Auditorium, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Oct 4, 2007

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      One day one woman asked him
      ‘what do you to survive?’
      he said ‘oh my dear listen here’
      and this is what he cried
      On my feet I wear two shoes for dancing
      ‘dancing to be free’
      my feet they’re paying tribute to
      the Bobby Marley legacy
      My knees they’ve got some cuts and bruises
      from skating all my days
      when i’m skating with my friends
      my troubles drift away
      I say my legs they’re wearing baggy pants
      I like to move around
      cos getting down and jumping up
      these are some good things that I found
      Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
      boom shak the empire be rising
      Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
      boom shak we making some lovin
      Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
      boom shak the greedy men running
      Aeehhhiiiaaaaa
      boom shak got two shoes for dancin
      My waist it’s got a slinky belt
      with a clip that’s quick to open
      because loving is the sweetest thing
      and from my waist it happen
      And my stomachs got some tasty food
      that’s making me feel good
      cos sharing some meals is something
      i wish the world could do
      And my chest it wears a singlet
      ah my chest it beating proud
      my chest suggest I am a man
      that no institution can knock down
      And around my neck is superstition
      hanging from a chain
      because i’ve got my gods but in the end
      I make my own way
      CHORUS
      My mouth it’s got a great big smile
      that shows some great big teeth
      to friends it brings a happiness
      and to enemies it means defeat
      And my eyes they’ve got some vision
      that can see through many lies
      ah my eyes they look for better things
      the better things to see in life
      And my ears are wearing head phones
      that do play my favourite songs
      not music i’m told to like
      but the songs that make me dance along
      Cos on my feet are shoes for dancing
      ‘dancing to be free’
      my feet they’re paying tribute to
      the bobby marley legacy

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  • In My Pocket - Woodford Folk Festival, QLD, Australia, Dec 28, 2007

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      I’ve got a key
      And a piece of paper in my pocket deep
      In my pocket piece of paper and a key
      as I wander through the street
      War is there a war
      or is there isn’t a war anymore?
      Somebody told me that nothing is for sure
      Can you hear the ocean roar
      On each street is a tree
      In the distance the desert sleeps
      Sometimes a sigh is a song
      And a breath is a melody
      Oceans rise and oceans fall
      So just what does tomorrow mean?
      I give smile a give a song
      For one moment’s eternity
      Na na na na na na na na na na na
      Na na na na na na na na na
      Na na na na na na na na na na na
      Na na na na na na na na na
      Oh but it’s some mob
      Some mob that brought me here I know it is my job
      To seek my fortune Nanna thank you for this mob
      Remember you now you are gone
      If I went away
      Tropical island somewhere sunny every day
      But everyone I ever cared about remained
      Would I tan or would I fade?
      So every morning he wake
      Spend his day at the daybreak
      And every spoonful he take
      Be of something his own make
      Mountains rise and mountains fall
      So just what does forever mean?
      I give a smile I give a song
      For one moment’s eternity
      CHORUS

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  • No Longer There - Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    • Lyrics

      And though you’d like to hear a song

      That sings everything’s all right

      The temperature is warm

      The fire horses sleep

      So gently comes the night

       

      Now close your eyes and stare

      The ground they’re on is bare

      But once it was as deep

      And wild as giants’ dreams

      It’s no longer there

       

      And all of our desires

      Could mirror skies with flames

      And smoke out heaven’s halls

      Who was that you called?

      They’re no longer there

       

      Here it goes again …

       

      What would you leave behind when all your fields are dead

      When your territories are dried out and your cities drowned and swept?

      What would you leave behind when those who bear your name    

      Are born in that place that you wrecked?

      What would you leave behind when you’re no longer there?

       

      Would you sail to distant shores

      And hide within the haze?

      Softly close your door

      Pretend the world was saved

      And wait for heaven’s call?

       

      Or would you turn and face the sea

      And calm decide you care?

      There’s chance but if you dare 

      And swift as honour’s steeds

      Before it’s no longer there

       

      Here it goes again …

       

      Chorus

       

      To deny or to despair

      They’re really just the same

      And everything between

      It means we have to change

      Cos when a one forgets

      Their world begins to fade

      And all the shapes and shades

      That made their colours see

      Well they suddenly turn grey

      Then they’re no longer there

       

      String Section:

      Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

       

      Slide Guitar:

      John Porter

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  • The Darkness - Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    • Lyrics

      [HARRY ANGUS]

      Something

      Something kissed my lips

      Something

      Something brushed my fingertips

      The north binds battle

      In the car park

      And the darkness

      Is the darkness

       

      Somewhere

      The night is on the run

      With a bottle of ouzo

      And a rusty gun

      The north wind

      Is like a Spanish Guitar

      Soaked in petrol

      Burning on the bar

       

      Let the dead raise their heads

      And the dying leave their beds

       

      She didn’t believe what her mama said

      And she clambered out the window in the darkness

       

      And behind you in the night

      A million dogs come out to fight …

       

      It’s the empire that be rising rising

      Rising through the night …

       

      Something

      Something give me strength

      I’m burning

      Burning on the brink

      The north wind

      Is like cinnamon and wine

      And the darkness

      Is the darkness

       

      String Section:

      Su-Ying Aw (Viola), Robert John (Violin), Mark Zorz (Violin), Leah Hooper (Cello)

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  • Sunny Moon - Sidney Myer Music Bowl, Melbourne VIC, Australia, Feb 3, 2008

    • Lyrics

      [FELIX]

       

      I climb the ladder of those black and white keys

      They take me out and into places some are real and some imaginary 

      And though she sways between a mystery and light

      She walks with me, she walks with me alone into the night 

       

      Tonight I see the sunny moon is rising again

      Three seasons passed since you were here then disappeared a friend

      Yet now exploded from its dreams back in that place oh how it beams

      And I see that you were glowing in the shadows

      And you’ve been here all along

      Ah you never left my side and now I feel my arms grow

      Stronger

       

      You may forget the details and you can forget the dates but never

      Forget the moment when the night revealed her face

      To be poor by lack of money but by god be rich in prize

      I found my youth’s desire dark within her eyes

      And the tent kept breathing something and then she cried -

      ‘Hold on we’re going somewhere else tonight’

      We’re going somewhere else tonight baby yeh! 

       

      And my friends they are the heroes of the loneliness that’s life

      And though everyone has a weakness only some they are defiant

      While most of us can see only a few have the gift of sight

      Would you walk with me

      Would you walk with me alone into the night? 

       

      The sun is set

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