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Undertaker
04:39
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You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For the man in black
Ten dollar coffin for a two dollar suit
Bed made of roses and a tie made of silk
You got to make way
For the undertaker
Some day
You're gonna meet your maker
Naked
Laying on your back
You might be a banker
And you might be a thief
If you don't have a dollar
Take the gold from your teeth
You gotta make way
For the undertaker
Old Jack Jones was a friend of mine
With his wheezing and his gasping and his cheap cask wine
And a smile that shone like an old gas lamp
A smile never understood a word he said
Daughter from the old country
Come to take him home
He didn't way nothing but his heart made of stone
Everybody knew him but they wouldn't say his name
The people just remember the way he screamed
You gotta make way
For the undertaker
You gotta make way
For that old black crow
When my bed made of roses
Is my crown of thorns
And my better judgement
Is all but gone
You got to make way
For the undertaker
Maudie was an angel til' she reached old age
Then she stared out of the window at the young and the brave
Writes letters to the people bout' the things she sees
Letters bout' the tings that would make her rage
She was stronger than your daddy and she could have run a mile
She was older than the bible but I never saw her smile
Everybody knew her but they wouldn't say her name
The people just remember the way she screamed
You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For that old black hearse
You might be Moses
And you might be Jobe
Everybody get a visit
From that old black crow
You got to make way
For the undertaker
Undertaker won't you take me home
Won't you lay me down in that old black hole
Undertaker make me look my best
Won't you lay me down to my eternal rest
And I'm tired and I'm broken and I'm feeling so alone
Won't you lay me down in that old black hole
Undertaker help won't you take me out West
Won't you lay me down to my eternal rest
You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For that man in black
Yes you've got to make way
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Maple
05:33
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Maple, shaken like a wind
Well you might not look so strong
But you’re keeping all your caution at your side
And maple, you ain’t broken
You ain’t cut up and twisted now
But the decades take their toll
And this summer’s almost fall
Then you’ll be old
You’ll be like the last believer
Only your heart will hold your truth
And when they cut you you’ll be slivered
finer than a feather on the wind
Maple, Aching for the city and all the people
With a broken heart in tow and a cast of open arms to wish you well
Maple, aching like a sin
And your hopeless on your own but in your heart you feel so strong
Just for today
And if you’re ever found
Like a general
Wandering around
Without a sense of history
These cities and these towns
Feel like a funeral
Never felt a yearning like I’m yearning just to know my destiny
Oh Maple, breathless with that burning in your heart
I’m a coward in a storm
And you can’t say you weren’t warned about this love of mine
Oh maple, grateful you’ll be spinning into turmoil soon
Well you’re terrible alone
And this house just ain’t no home for those who yearn
Maple, breaking til you’re spinning into purpose
Well the thrill is almost gone
But you’ll give it all the love of last goodbyes
And maple shaken
To the root of all your goodwill and damnation
Well its one thing to behave
Its another to be holding on for kicks
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It Ain't Easy
04:37
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I got all the will of new beginnings
And I got all the strength of bitter ends
And I got you in my arms and in my head child
And I’m tired of getting old
And I got friends who lift me up and hold me back here
And there’s nothing like the night to make you old
And I’m living on a winning streak that ended long ago
And it ain’t easy any more
Won’t you see me as I know you will
With the seven deadly sins of my desire
Cos a rain won’t wash the blood of from my fingers
And it ain’t easy any more
And its alright to be forgiven
I've been forgotten
But you know its not the same
When I've told you my best stories
And I'm running out of time
I can't hold you on the line
Won’t you see me as I know you will
With the seven deadly sins of my desire
Cos a rain won’t wash the blood of from my fingers
And it ain’t easy any more
And its a lonely road to walk at night
When you're travelling on your own
And the friends who pass you along the way
They got the desolation blues
And I never meant to bring the night around
I only wished to see the stars
I'm not thinking straight, my memory's going down
Won’t you see me as I know you will
With the seven deadly sins of my desire
Cos a rain won’t wash the blood of from my fingers
And it ain’t easy any more
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Anzac Day
04:27
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Kokoda
02:48
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Well I searched for desolation
Midst the pillars of betrayal
For a journey that's unyielding
And for a love that won't be tamed
Cos I've had my share of cruelty
And kindness break your heart
But I've never found the beating of
The drums of my demise
And in sixty miles of jungle
Cross the Owen Stanley Range
Well we fought through searing heat and cold
But we didn't find it there
And scared as hell in Moresby
Sheltering in the pouring rain
While letters from the ones we loved
Sat rotting in our hands
I saw it in Bruce Kingsbury
When he fell on hallowed ground
And for a moment we stood speechless
When his Bren gun ceased to sound
Well they tried to give him medals
They're all rusting in the rain
And the mud hid all our faces
But it couldn't hide our shame
I found my disillusion
When Blamey called us failed
Felt like Murder at Koitaki
When we stood and disobeyed
And our eyes blazed out in anger
As we stood out in the sun
it's the Rabbit runs who get's shot down
Not the man holding the gun
And I saw it in the faces
Of the boys returned as men
And I see it in their eyes today
As I saw it clearly then
For their wives were young and pretty
But their hearts were ripped to shreds
You can make a man a hero
You can't make a man forget
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Heartbreak
04:08
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Oh Darlin'
03:31
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When I’m broken to the core
Won’t you annoint me with your tears
Won’t you breath into my veins
And let blood and darkness reign
Let me whisper secret songs
In the silence between words
Let me cry your name
Let me cry your name
Eyes like coal and a heart like fire
My tears my kiss my one desire
I ain’t got nothing if I ain’t got love
and I cain’t be running if I cain’t be free
When I’m breathless with the fever of a burning summer rain
When the season is the reason for the feelings that I own
And the light of all the stars is the slight of all my years
And the heavy smell of morning is the sum of all my fears
Oh Darling won’t you comfort me
Oh darling won’t you set me free
I won’t be followed and I won’t be led
Won’t you lay your single pillow on my double bed
And if you let me be your autumn I’ll let summer call your name
Won’t you let me tend the garden of the broken and the shamed
And I’ll roam out in the sunset of my bitter victories
With the tortured understanding of the better things I’ve been
And if I cover you with kisses and you cover me with stones
Heal my heavy heart with wishes and let hope be my reward
And if I had to carry you to heal your broken soul
Well I’d wander for a night time just to take you home
Oh Darling won’t you comfort me
Oh darling won’t you set me free
I won’t be followed and I won’t be led
Won’t you lay your single pillow on my double bed
When my worries are the flutter of a thousand kisses lost
When I’ve stolen what’s beholden when my knees are giving out
And if I was a footstep child I’d be a country road
And let boldness be my gavel and let hope be my reward
Oh Darling won’t you comfort me
Oh darling won’t you set me free
I won’t be followed and I won’t be led
Won’t you lay your single pillow on my double bed
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Max Savage Adelaide, Australia
Beloved by fans and relatively unknown beyond their hometown of Adelaide, South Australia, Max Savage and the False Idols have developed a reputation for explosive live performances and thoughtfully assembled recordings over more than a decade of music. ... more
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