from Broadway by Mailbox Skipole




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


from Broadway, released January 1, 1998


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Mailbox Skipole New Zealand

Mailbox Skipole got their band name from their first microphone stand, which was in true KIWI style a DIY (Do it yourself) concoction of a mailbox with a skipole attached to it with GAFFA tape. True Story!

Mailbox Skipole was the brainchild of Mark Rawstron & Matthew Barnes.

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