OTHERS SONGS (1982 - 2003)

I know it's out of fashion
And a trifle uncool
But I can't help it
I'm a romantic fool
It's a habit of mine
To watch the sun go down
On Echo beach, I watch the sun go down

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

On a silent summer evening
The sky's alive with light
Building in the distance
Surrealistic sight
On Echo Beach
Waves make the only sound
On Echo Beach
There's not a soul around

From nine till five I have to spend my time at work
The job is very boring, I'm an office clerk
The only thing that helps pass the time away
Is knowing I'll be back at Echo Beach some day

Echo Beach
Far away in time
Echo Beach
Far away in time

Echo Beach
Far away in time
Echo Beach
Far away in time

(Martha And The Muffins)

I understand things aren't often planned
Under the bridge
Pushed to the edge
That's the way the story often ends

There's always love
You must understand
You may not be released
You must understand
You may not be released

Do you believe it
So many things are talked about
But not much is done
Living in these times
The rock is a heart
Yeah, the rock ain't no stone
Stones 'll be thrown
You can't guess who but you know
< there's another Pete track overlayed here
but I can't understand it >
There's always love

You must understand
You may not be released
You must understand
You may not be released
Well I say, Well I say you must understand
You may not be released

(Moginie)

As I walk through this wicked world
Searching for light in the darkness of insanity
I ask myself "Is all hope lost?"
"Is there only pain and hatred and misery?"

And each time I feel like this inside
There's one thing I wanna know,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

And as I walk on through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong? And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away
It just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

So where are the strong? And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away
It just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

(Evis Costello)

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you right on the head
You better get yourself together
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead
What in the world you thinking of
Laughing in the face of love
What on earth you tryin' to do
It's up to you, yeah you

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna look you right in the face
You better get yourself together darlin'
Join the human race
How in the world you gonna see
Laughin' at fools like me
Who on earth d'you think you are
A superstar
Well, alright, you are

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Everyone come on

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you off your feet
Better recognize your brothers
Everyone you meet
Why in the world are we here
Surely not to live in pain and fear
Why on earth are you there
When you're everywhere
Come and get your share

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Come on and on and on on
Yeah yeah, alright, ah ha

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
On and on and on and on

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on

(John Lennon)

Old man down
Way down down,
Down by the docks of the city

Blind and dirty,
Asking for a dime,
A dime for a cup of coffee,
I got no dime but I got some time to hear his story

My name is August West,
And I love my Pearly Baker best
More than my wine,
More than my wine
More than my maker,
Though he's no friend of mine

Everyone saying
I've come to no good
I knew I would Pearly, believe them

Half of my life,
I spent doing time for some other fucker's crime,
The other half found me stumbling round drunk on burgundy wine

But I'll get back on my feet someday,
The good Lord willing, if He says I may
I know that the life I'm livin's no good,
I'll get a new start, lead the life I should.

I'll get up and fly away,
I'll get up and fly away,
Fly away

Pearly's been true,
True to me, true to my dying days,
I said to him,
I said to him, I'm sure she's been
I said to him, I'm sure she's been true to you

Got up and wandered,
Wandered downtown, nowhere to go but just hang around

I gotta girl,
Named Bonnie Lee,
I know that girl's been true to me
I know she's been, I'm sure she's been true to me

(Grateful Dead)

Jets fly low at the General Gordon Hotel at St. Peter's
Trains are slow, but there must be some common ground between us
Factory's cold, the first shift doesn't break till 11:30
Streets are old, the houses clean, children seldom dirty

Don't turn back the ships of freedom
Back to the South China Sea
Can you imagine the first taste of freedom for the refugee?

Don't turn back the ships of freedom
Back to the South China Sea
Can you imagine the first taste of freedom for the refugee?

(Hirst, Moginie)

What is the reason?
Who is the guilty one?
Who is really to blame?

What is the reason?
Who is the guilty one?
Who is really to blame?

What is it that makes your corn not grow?
What is it that makes your rice not flower?
Why doesn't our corn grow?
Why doesn't our rice flower?
Who is the guilty one?

What is the reason?
What is the reason?
Who is the guilty one?
Who is really to blame?

What is the cause of our hunger?
What is the cause of our never ending sweat?
What is the cause?
Who is to blame?

What is the reason?
What is the reason?
Who is the guilty one?
Who is really to blame?

Who is the guilty one?
Who is really to blame?
Who is the guilty one?
Who is the guilty one?

Who's really responsible?
Responsible, responsible,
Somebody's got to be responsible

What is the reason?

Some people sing a simple song,
Are they to blame?
This is the classic language of the people of Timor

Who is really to blame?

(Language Of The People Of Timor)

In the shuffling madness
Of the locomotive breath,
Runs the all-time loser,
Headlong to his death.

He feels the piston scraping
Steam breaking on his brow
Old Charlie stole the handle and
The train won't stop going

No way to slow down.
He sees his children jumping off
At the stations - one by one.
His woman and his best friend

In bed and having fun.
He's crawling down the corridor
On his hands and knees
Old Charlie stole the handle and

The train won't stop going
No way to slow down.
He hears the silence howling
Catches angels as they fall.

And the all-time winner
Has got him by the balls.
He picks up Gideon's Bible
Open at page one

God stole the handle and
The train won't stop going
No way to slow down

(Jethro Tull)

In this dirty old part of the city
Where the sun refuse to shine
People tell me there ain't no use in tryin

See my daddy in bed a dyin
See his hair is turnin gray
He's been workin and slalvin his life away

My little girl your so young and pretty
And One thing I know is true
Your gonna die before your time is through

He's been WORK
He's been WORK
He's been WORK

We gotta get out of this Place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this Place
Girl theres a better place for me and you

My daddy's been workin workin every day
My little girl your so young and pretty
And One thing I know is true
Your gonna die before your time is through

We gotta get out of this Place
If it's the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this Place
Girl theres a better place for me and you

(Animals)

They buried me up to my knees in the cold December ground
The cold came up to get me
Blinding me in my land

Land
In my land
Land

I was landed on this moment
Then was given every chance
To form a healing circle
To doin the living dance of my land

Land
My land
Land

Water's not just a purity
Water's not just the key
It's the melody of panic
Feeds the life of mine throughout our land

Land
Throughout our land
Land

But every action has an opposite reaction
But every lie and equal and opposite lie
And every day is an accident waiting to happen
For every life there's ten more waiting in line

But every action has an opposite reaction
For every life there's ten more waiting in line

Cutting all the tall trees down
And I hope you understand
By the time your children come of age
They're gonna scream out, they're gonna moan
They're gonna cry for their

Land
For their
Land

Land
Land

(Hirst)

Love is my ambition, great mystery
We hold our breath lightly
To see what we can see
But the way that you were, makes me blue
I go down

Six days, since you took your love from me
And I can't, seem to shake the memory
I see you, in everything I do

Love is my nation, head still-born
Peace is our requiem, till we fall
The way that we are, makes me blue
We go down

Six days, since you took your love away
And I can't, seem to shake this memory
I see you, in everything I do
I see you, in everything I do

I cover the mask, jump in for the swim
Bring in the new morning, the fire and the rain
But the way that you were, made me blue
I went down

Six days, since you took your love from me
And I can't, seem to shake the memory
I see you, in everything I do
I see you, in everything I do...

(Midnight Oil)

Smash the wobbleboard
Shoot the crocodile, we're living a compromise
We're living in the dark, painting pictures of?
Talking lingo now, let's drink to the golden age
And talk in circles now

I want to say to you
I want to say to you
I'm true as I'm ever gonna be
Smash the wobbleboard

Some walk in deep dark secrets
Of this ungodly hour, some lose their agriculture
Some lose their ways in power
Some walk the earth for years, they tell their stories now
Some buy their own salvation
But I just can't hear them now

I want to say to you
I want to say to you
I'm true as I'm ever gonna be
This land is my church
Electricity is my blood now
So smash the wobbleboard

Doo, doo,...

I want to say to you
I want to say to you
I'm true as I'm ever gonna be
This land is my church
Electricity is my blood now
So smash the wobbleboard

Doo, doo,...

(Midnight Oil)

When I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915 my country said: Son,
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When the ship pulled away from the quay
And amid all the tears, flag waving and cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli

It well I remember that terrible day
When our blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he primed himself well
He rained us with bullets, and he showered us with shell
And in five minutes flat, we were all blown to hell
He nearly blew us back home to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
When we stopped to bury our slain
Well we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Renewing their dreams of past glories
I see the old men all tired, stiff and worn
Those weary old heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year, their numbers get fewer
Someday, no one will march there at all

(Eric Bogle)

One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man
One more man is gone

The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But down in his heart now
He lays down his queer plans
Against his brother and against his family
And he worships his mother
Yet he worships his brother
But it's his father, he says, is an unfair man
The good son
The good son
The good son

The good son has sat and often wept
Beneath a malign star by which he's kept
And the night-time in which he's wrapped
Speaks of good and speaks of evil
And he calls to his mother
And he calls to his father
But they are deaf in the shadows
Of his brother's truancy
The good son
The good son
The good son
The good son

And he curses his mother
And he curses his father
And he curses his virtue like an unclean thing
The good son
The good son
The good son

One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man

(Nick Cave)

In 1788 down Sydney Cove
The first boat-people land
Said sorry boys our gain's your loss
We gonna steal your land
And if you break our new British laws
For sure you're gonna hang
Or work your life like convicts
With chains on your neck and hands

They taught us
Oh Oh Black woman thou shalt not steal
Oh Oh Black man thou shalt not steal
We're gonna civilize
Your Black barbaric lives
And teach you how to kneel
But your history couldn't hide
The genocide
The hypocrisy to us was real
'cause your Jesus said
you're supposed to give the oppressed
a better deal
We say to you yes whiteman thou shalt not steal
Oh ya our land you'd better heal

Your science and technology Hey you can make a nuclear bomb
Development has increased the size to 3,000,000 megatons
But if you think that's progress
I suggest your reasoning is unsound
You shoulda found out long ago
You best keep it in the ground

Job and me and Jesus sittin'
Underneath the Indooroopilly bridge
Watchin' that blazin' sun go down
Behind the tall tree'd mountain ridge
The land's our heritage and spirit
Here the rightful culture's Black
and we sittin' here just wonderin'
When we get the land back

You talk of conservation
Keep the forest pristine green
Yet in 200 years your materialism
Has stripped the forests clean
A racist's a contradiction
That's understood by none
Mostly their left hand hold a bible
Their right hand holds a gun

(Kev Carmody)

No love, no dreams, oh my lady
The bells were ringing on that day
I'll not be back, I'll not be seen
I am the soldier sent away

Lost in a cold forgotten war
A war for some forgotten cause
Because of some forgotten words
About something I'd never heard

No love, no dreams, oh my lady
The bells were ringing on that day
And I remember autumn leaves
Sweeping through the empty streets

And when at least I heard the news
About the war I did not choose
I saw the flowers fade away
I saw love, in disarray,
Fade away

What do we learn across the years?
No-one sees and no-one hears
Loveless gods are looking on
But I'm stuck and there's no way through
And when you hear the news of what happened
You won't be able to believe the stories
No-one conceived the stories
They were just evil ploys
Stuck, I repeat, stuck, don't repeat!!!

What do we learn across the years
When no-one sees and no-one hears?
Loveless gods in silence stay
Looking on with cold disdain

No love, no dreams, oh my lady
In this lonely no man's land
There's no respite, there's no reprieve
Just the war lords' bloodied hands

So when at least I heard the news
About the war I did not choose
I saw the flowers fade away
I saw love, in disarray,
Fade away

(Alan Simon)