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Cup A Tea
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam
drums: Paul Keenan
dobro & lap steel: Charlie Owen
mandolin: Adam Gare
harmony: David Johnson

I've been running down wet backstreets
Six in the seat of my car
I've been running from thinking
About the way things probably are
Take a ride down the coast road
Get a park down near the beach
Solo sunsets and the sea never looked so sweet

Whose door would you run to
When you're feeling low down
Whose arms would you cling to
Know that they'll never let you down
Invite you in without a sound
Cup a tea and set you down

Before I would have just written this
Whole thing down on a page
But songs ain't everything
I don't wanna consume I just wanna play
So i’ll cover the truth
But the words that are left won't be lies
They'll be colours and allusions
Of thoughts and feelings and why

Roll one up and sit you down
Maybe I should come around

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Gonna Leave This Town
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
reggae arrangement Nicky Bomba
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam
drums: Paul Keenan
percussion: Nicky Bomba

Gonna leave this town
Gonna drive away

Did a tour from brisbane
Down to sydney
Stopped in forster along the way
Forster, new south wales

Met a man there who was dying
Met a man there who was trying
But we never asked why
No we never asked why

Yesterday is history,
Tomorrow's a mystery,
And today is a gift

We drank some scotch and dry
Smoked some hash to get high
But we never asked why
No we never asked why

He's gonna leave this town
He's gonna fly way
Oh yeah he’s gonna fly away

But I take his words with me

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Breathe
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & electric guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam
drums: Paul Keenan
piano: David Lane

Put down the phone
Go outside
It's a blue sky
And know
You're lucky to be alive
You're lucky to have legs
To get the chance to try

Breathe
Just open up your mouth
If you’re not breathing you can’t live
Don’t you wanna let it out
And smile
You don’t laugh at anything
Only at laugh at your friend Paul
Is he the only thing that's funny

When music is dollars and cents
And credit cards and debts, bonds and rents
And I know, it never was like this
Just us against the world
Just waiting for our turn

In out in out in out
Just Breathe

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Big Brother
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
music Thompson/Manyam/Keenan
vocal & electric guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam
drums: Paul Keenan

Why do we watch this shit on tv
Why don't we watch ourselves

Well I don't know

Why is this world getting crueller
As it's getting smaller

Well I don't know

These people think they've
Got something going
And we all think they
Know something worth knowing

I don't know

And if this world drags me down
Your love can save me
And if it all gets too much
Your smile soothes my soul

Baby, baby, baby
You soothe my soul
Lift me up girl

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Moonrise
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam drums: Paul Keenan
amplified 11-string acoustic guitar: John Butler

The moon will rise and the nights will fall
Baby will you still be mine
When the cold come with the dawn
And as I watch you go
It's a lonely lonely track
Baby do you think of me
Are you ever coming back

The moon will rise the nights will fall
Baby will you still be mine

I watch him talking to you, he's taking you outside
He's holding you so close, he's holding you so tight
But does he make you feel the way
I made you feel
Cause baby when you love me slow
We know that it's so real

That night in the desert
The west wind it blew warm
You said you'd love me forever
Our love was like a storm
But baby when the morning comes
What for me and you
Baby when the night time comes
Baby will we make it through
Baby will you still be mine

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Run With Me
words & music Carus Thompson
vocal: Carus Thompson
piano: David Lane

Will you walk with me
Down to the beach
Walk along the edge
Where the sand meets the sea
Just wade into our knees
Let's not swim out deep
'Cause I'm scared of the undertow

Would you rescue me if I asked you too
Would you run with me if I let you

Run on through the streets
Swim naked in the streams
With you i’ll swim out deep
Cause you know what I mean
When you hold my hand
It’s like you understand
I’m not scared of the undertow

We watch the surfer's dance
Way on out the back
Don't you wish that we were free
Don't you wish we could do that
But I won't swim out deep
I won't test the time
'Cause I'm scared of the undertow

Would you run with me

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Sweet Place
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
music Thompson/Manyam/Keenan
vocal & electric guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam drums: Paul Keenan

You stumble into town
All tears and worried frowns
Oh baby, I got someplace we could go
A little cafe on the west-side
You wanna talk I got time
Oh baby, we could take it nice and slow

Well I know you've seen some things
I know you've had your dreams
Smashed on the street in the rain
Maybe I could come around
Maybe we could sort it out
Oh baby, we could take it nice and slow

Take me to a place babe you know that's sweet
And I'll be your's and you'll be mine

Sometimes this world just brings me down
Need someone who understands
So I can let it out
Just need to take a break
Just need to get away
Oh Baby, need to take it nice and slow

Take me to a place babe you know that's sweet
And I'll be your's and you'll be mine

You'll be mine and I'll be your's

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Grow To Overthrow
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam drums: Paul Keenan
percussion: Nicky Bomba harmony: David Johnson

Just wait somebody will take it
Somebody will buy it, we will be alright
Oh Yeah somebody will take it
Somebody will smoke it, we will eat tonight

It's hard life we're living in the world today
When the poor man can never get ahead
And the rich man never pays his dues
But you got a family and a house to rent, between
The food and the bills your money's quickly spent
Cause that's the way it suits them to be
Well it takes money to make money they say
And if you got nothing you got jack shit today
Take a wage instead of a cut

So with your hard earned money are you gonna
Bank it, watch it dribble away with the day to day
While you increase someone's wealth
Well the earth'll give if up for you my friend
Just plant a seed watch it grow to the end
It's the poor man's oil
Sell an ounce for 300 dollars,
A fifty bags just three grams,
No GST on the black market

Grow! Grow to overthrow! we will be alright
Grow! Grow to overthrow! we will eat tonight
In your spare room now

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One More Time
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam drums: Paul Keenan
percussion: Nicky Bomba

Started as a little groove sitting back in my living room
Looking out at the melbourne sky
Started thinking about where I'd go how long and when I'd get back,
baby you just ask me why

Darling you know I gotta go
way out on the open road
Gotta play those songs again
Please believe me baby when I say I'll be dreaming
Missing your love everyday

One more song, one more tour
Baby, just one more time

Maybe one day baby we'll be laughing in the shade
Sitting, thinking, drinking, Saying hey we got it made
Maybe one of these days the penny will drop
We'll look back and laugh at when our love was rough

Darling you know I love you so
Wouldn't wanna let you go
But I brought you down again
Baby i’ve doing this thing since I was thirteen yeah
Don’t want it all to be in vain

Baby I can call you every night
Tell you I love you, every thing's alright
I can dream of your body every night
But it's been so long since i’ve seen your face

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I Can't Get Enough
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & acoustic guitar: Carus Thompson
piano & harmonies: David Lane

I’ve seen you in the rain
I’ve seen you in the cold
We loved when we were young
We could love as we grow old
I could take you by the hand
To a distant smiling shore
We could wipe away the past
I could give you so much more

We could fly away
Into the sun
Come back some other day
Just take our time
Get good at making love
When you touch me sweet
I can’t get enough

I’ve seen some other girls
We didn’t get too far
They don't compare to you
Cause your beauty is like a star
When you open up your heart
And let this flawed man in
We can break the rules that bind
We can do anything

I can’t get enough

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Rundown Garden
(lyrics © Carus Thompson)
vocal & electric guitar: Carus Thompson
bass: Noel Manyam
mandolin & violin: Adam Gare

I wear my hair sorta long
Ever since we finished up
They say you change one thing
When you need a new start
Or could it be that I look
Too much like George Michael
When I wear it short

Now im playing guitar
In some run down garden
1976 garden of the year
Since the last cyclone
The owner just let it go
Let it go

You say you don't need me
Baby I need you
You say you don't love me
Baby i’ll love you through
You say you’ll forget me
Baby please don’t
Please don’t
Please

It's a rundown
It's a rundown garden

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