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Loading Up the Morris.
Check the oil
Yeah that looks okay
Check the water
Gonna be needing more
Check the tyres
Yeah, they're gettin' bald
Gonna be going a long way
Got the surfboards
We're gonna be needing them
Got a tent, too
Gonna be sleepin' out
Piles of food, yeah
Gonna be eating lots
Gonna be going a long way
And all my friends
Are gonna be there
And they'll be thinking
Their woes away
Make them worlds away
Relaxing for a bit, yeah
'Cause when we're
Out in the ocean
And it's all looking
Like a fish bowl
How relaxing
As a wave is rising up
Oh, here we go
I'm free-falling
Down a face of water
I'm feeling like
I can walk on water
Turning, burning
Throwing spray
I'm out of control
Loading up the Morris
Once again
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Girl I Never Met
Close enough to know you
Close enough to speak my mind
Close enough to hear you
Not close to see you smile
'Cause it's so far
(Can't reach, I tried to reach you)
So far
(I can't learn, I tried to teach you)
So far
(Can't reach, I tried to reach you)
So far
You are the girl I never met
You are the girl I never met
All my life I won't forget
You are the girl I never
You are the girl I never met
Animals and colours
I still can't make my choice
You don't know what I'm sayin'
You can't understand my voice
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Fucking Ordinary
December came and the wind
Blew away my waves
I was pissed off
Nothing left to do but go insane
And play guitar all fucking day
Yeah, but that's okay
That's okay, I don't mind
But I don't know why
I'm not surfing now
But what was I supposed to do?
She had an operation
Changed her face
Changed the rules
Now I don't recognise her at all
Said she's been overseas
Yeah, in San Francisco
At least she's not
Not gonna be
So fucking ordinary
January, February
The wind has gone away
But it's so hot, so damn hot
They're saying it's El Nino
But all we know
Is that it's better than
What we had last year
Yeah, give me global warming
The last time I saw her
I was dreaming
Should've been paying more attention
To what was going on around me
Oh, how could I have been so stupid?
I rang, I lost
I think I saw it from a long way, far off
Can't go for second best now
But I'm not down and out again
But I still don't know why
I'm not surfing now
Yeah I guess it's all my fault
Yeah, it was my inaction
But she changed, changed herself
Now I don't recognise her at all
She said she's been overseas
Yeah, in San Francisco
At least she's not, not gonna be
So fucking ordinary
Like you
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Blame
Burn, baby, burn
I don't know what that means
I'm not the one to stop the
Cogs of the machine
Just white and middle-class
With no culture to call my home
No flag, no revolution
No cause of my own
Don't you realise that your
Constant negligence is causing
All of these atrocities
Open your eyes
Why don't you
It's time you turned
And faced the truth
It's time you learned
To clearly see
I guess the bandwagon
Was a little high
A little fast
A little hard for you to catch
I guess the pace of change
Was too hard to match
I blame it all on you
(Yeah, and I got a gun)
And your couch potato apathy
Oh yeah
I blame it all on you
(Yeah, and I got a gun)
With your so-called sympathy
Burn, baby, burn
I'm just your average Joe
And as for politics
What the hell do I know?
I've got a living to make
And other things to do
I haven't got the time
To solve your problems for you
When I look at all you do
Am I that different from you?
Am I seeing the whole truth?
And if we're just the same
Roses by another name
Just pieces in the game
Where should I lay the blame?
And I blame it all on you
(I still got my gun)
None so blind as those who
Will not see, oh no
Yeah, I blame it all on you
(Yeah, and I got a gun)
When I should be blaming me
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Mania
Here by myself
Here on my own
I hope you find me amusing
Said you would come
Come to my home
I hope you find me amusing
Hey, I've got some drugs
And we can get stoned
If you want to abuse it
Then we'll go talk
To anyone
And we'll find it amusing
I'm consumed by mania
My mind is all made up
It's in the way she celebrates
Now I'm getting all mixed up
I'm consumed by mania
There's something in the sun, the sand, the surf
The way it breaks
So I decided to fly
But my head hurts from what I drank last night
Yeah, I look like I feel
I need time to heal
Maybe tomorrow then I will be alright
Things will be hard for you when I'm gone
There will be no-one here to feed you
Said a man to his horse before he died
Then fell to the ground, tasted sand
The sand was dry
It was dry
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The World Ain't Round
I'm flying again
As the day breaks again
I'm making my way
To the mountain shores again
No my friend, he ain't gonna come back
Now he's gone and done that
He has gone and lost his head
And he's never gonna come back
And she said I could go first
And she said it wouldn't hurt
She confused me
When she lied to me
I wasn't ready for that
Now I'm losing my mind
And the world it ain't round
'Cause it ends at my town
I think I have to go
I'm cruising again
But my fuel's getting low
Next fuel stop, I don't know
Maybe too far to go
But, no I'm not gonna slow down
Seems like losing more somehow
It ain't logical, yeah I know
But I don't think I can take any more delays
I came up from the ground
Took a good look around
And what did we see
Someone there looking at me
And she was standing so proud
Made me happy somehow
When she came up to me
And said, won't you come see
No, the world ain't round
No my friend, it ain't round
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