Redneck Wonderland


Redneck Wonderland / Concrete / Cemetery In My Mind / Comfortable Place On The Couch / Safety Chain Blues / Return To Sender / Blot / The Great Gibber Plain / Seeing Is Believing / White Skin Black Heart / What Goes On / Drop In The Ocean
Lyrics Index Media The Dead Heart

Redneck Wonderland

I don't want to run I don't want to stay
Cos everything that's near and dear is old and in the way
Emergency has gone, apathy rolling on
Time to take a stand 
Redneck wonderland

Got you in my sights, spotlit by the fence
If it's love you're faking it's just common sense
Brick and tile for miles, rolling in the aisles
Rifle in my hand 
Redneck wonderland

Well the streets are clean, nothing gets away
I can see the beauty treatment draining from your face
It is vision free, it's poor bugger me
Something less than grand 
Redneck wonderland

Concrete

In the city the heart still whispers Flaking metal a silent witness There's chemical fields and cathode clouds The milky way is emasculated as exhaust fans And smart cards shrink wrap the coloured air And send it coughing to eternity We can see the bright light but we can't reach it We are not afraid enough to call Go back wrong way you cannot stay you cannot live here Concrete you don't free my soul In the city the sound is biting Cement fingers they are clutching The emissary of trash decorates the way No wild acres you can see, yearning to breathe Concrete you don't free my soul Blackened hands and heart of steel, No wish to consume, embellish, discard and expire Concrete you don't free my soul Concrete you don't free my soul

Cemetery In My Mind

Locked in the mall in a state of fright Looking for salvation in a car headlight But you can't have what you can't buy Tomorrow is better than yesterday, Tomorrow is better than today, Tomorrow is better than yesterday they say Cemetery in my mind Cemetery in my mind This must be my time Wake work drink sleep retire Tide comes up way too high You can fall but can you rise Cemetery in my mind, You can fall but can you rise There's no pulse no sign of life, Cemetery in my mind.

Comfortable Place On The Couch

Comfortable suburban home Too afraid to go out on your own Comfortable place on the couch Natures a stranger keep it out Haul away So you got coastline for fence It could be your first line of defence You'll never be ready for this Ignorance is bliss haven't you heard Haul away Give me your sermon on the mount Give me your final account Your house is so blissfully calm I'll bury you down at the farm Haul away They say the truth is what you see I know the truth is what you feel

Safety Chain Blues

Hanging on like hell to the safety chain Lifebuoy crash lands in a vale of tears All the lovers are in retreat Out on the edge of the nervous street So deaf to the call of the wild Deaf to the first born's whispering plea Expanding frame the city is in heat Burning at the edges of the lonely street But I want to hold your precious head I will not leave you nor pretend I'm going to hold you to the end Hey mama didn't know we'd end up here The snapshot is all tiles and red walls Down at the squatter's camps they cannot compete The shepherd has been bound up by his hands and his feet Make love make peace make haste it's a slow release Great changes gonna carry you Make love make peace make haste it's a slow release Great changes gonna carry you

Return To Sender

Well I want to return to my sender Well I want to return There is so much that I can't remember But there's so much to choose We are laying the tracks for the company Across all space and all time Any insinkerator will remind you What can happen to you There's a billboard as high as a mountain Neon lights up the hill Cast no shadow and leave no traces We are grist for the mill Hold me control me into the arms we fall Sugar the future sale of the century Trying to turn the world around Trying to turn the world around I've come to turn your world around.

Blot

Welcome stranger listen in The presumption of innocence was buried again Carve up-selloff Triumphalism gotta be a curse or even worse It's inherited it's recurring, oh God I have walked I have swum I've hitchhiked and I've run do you know what I mean I have sat with my beer in the EH drive in do you Know what I've seen The triumphalist and narcissist are joined ear And hip and phone They're worshipping their chrome Carve up-selloff Some people speak with chainsaw tongue, Some just golden arches smile Some relish others suffering, some just run and hide I have dreamed I have schemed I have made Myself clean do you know what I mean I have sat I have strayed got caught up And I prayed do you know what I've seen The story's just the same but the ending it can change He wants to build a monument it's everlasting in cement It's cellular recombinant he is not lite he will not die Carve up-selloff Gonna pick up all the pieces they're available from species With all the goat and all the sheep and all the Human bits and pieces but he'll make you Sign the dna releases ... welcome ... In the year of the reign of the real citizen kane, Wilkommen, the squeeze is on, it's a falling down on thou & I ...

The Great Gibber Plain

From the great gibber plain To the Indian ocean From the stones at my feet To my sawn off emotions Already gone We've already been We're free free To secede From Gallipoli's cliffs To the banks of the Thames For those that are nameless Does memory remain How can we forget What's already been We're free so free To secede Like crimson turning to gold yeah Like crimson turning to gold Caught in the detail of losses and gains You cannot abandon something so tame It's already gone already been We're free free so free To secede

Seeing Is Believing

I was asleep with both eyes open Dream freeze sprinklers in the sun Beer soaked mansions block the sky, Dingos howl and white flags fly The future's put on hold and you're still young But I know seeing is believing I can't believe what I'm seeing I was crying with both eyes open But now all is quiet on dripfeed lottery night Curse the dugong, free the jet ski, Suckling babies at the eski Invite the looters back the price is right.

White Skin Black Heart

What are you gonna do now, Now that you started What are you gonna do now, now that it's done The words got out there they're floating around And coming right back down Are you going to leave us lying here, dealing With the consequences of a bad sound What are you gonna do now, now that it's spoken Words have a habit of not fading away Our memory's clear conscience gets opened like a wound If you can't conceive of better lines and better Times then let silence bury you In the end you will be condemned You see the boston strangler on the freedom road You think the suffragettes got sunk a long long time ago You spewed it out your spite was insecure It was like bile from the heights on the toilet floor You were a nazi drunk ... you hadthe rednecks roaring for blood And then they wanted more, your life was so small You couldn't get enough you made a start ... You didn't have to start ... white skin black heart White skin black heart

What Goes On

One things for sure that it's still the same
That young folk die from some noble aim
And they live so fast and they die so young
And we just keep wondering what the hell went wrong
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on what goes on

It's such a shame such a useless shame
That they have to play such a hopeless game
And it makes me shake makes me shake with rage
For a wasted life for nothing gained
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on

You got everything to live for
We got everything to live for
Ain't nothing I want to die for no nothing at all
But they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wonderingOne things for sure that it's still the same
That young folk die from some noble aim
And they live so fast and they die so young
And we just keep wondering what the hell went wrong
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on what goes on

It's such a shame such a useless shame
That they have to play such a hopeless game
And it makes me shake makes me shake with rage
For a wasted life for nothing gained
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on

You got everything to live for
We got everything to live for
Ain't nothing I want to die for no nothing at all
But they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering

Drop In The Ocean

Here comes the olive branch man He'll press it any way he can He tries so hard to understand Here comes the tired statesman Heavy lidded bearded nowhere left to land He makes the jigsaw fit With a hammer in his hand It's just a drop in the ocean Here comes the nightmare man He's got the numbers bottom line and sleight of hand He's smiling everywhere he can with feeling For every fallen soldier every grain of sand It's just a drop in the ocean