buchowski kiss (2015)

 

shooting stars

A shooting star burning bright as Jimmy Dean
Racing 'little bastard' in a killing machine
Running round, Elvis impersonator all over town
Shaking all over in a dressing gown

You are a shooting star, a shooting star

Hemingway in the death of the afternoon
Ian Curtis left the stage too soon
Oscar Wilde locked up in a prison cell
The righteous and the holy can all go to hell

I saw a shooting star stop dead in the night
You know we are not alone, we are not alone
Hop to the Milky Way, bow down
To the stars of the underground, techno…

One day I'll get carried away
in a wooden box, to an empty grave
Until that day I'm gonna ride their waves

Because I saw a shooting star, a shooting star
You know we are not alone, we are not alone
I saw a shooting star stop dead in the night
You know we are not alone, we are not alone
Hop to the Milky Way, bow down
To the stars of the underground

Faith in the faithless, are you gonna save me?

alien youth

Cast a stone back in time
It was a capital crime to paint your face
You would light up my eyes
Dance around like a wire all around my place

Could we be heroes tonight?
David, anything seems possible
Could we be heroes tonight?

Chasing spiders from Mars
In Gary Numan Cars, with Johnny Rotten teeth
Feel alright for a while,
Bryan Ferry smile, Kurt Cobain wreath

Could we be heroes tonight?
David, anything seems possible
Could we be heroes tonight?

But your mirror reflects my ailing youth
Yeah, your mirror reflects my alien youth

narcissism begins at home

Red light, green light, traffic jam
Cut you up quick in an ashtray can
Got a flash motor therefore I am
Social media, tart not ripe
Technological shallow hype
It's really soft porn but you're not that type

Peace broke out in the world today
Now I finally got something interesting to say
but nobody's listening anyway…

What a wonderful world
No need to worry for your boys & girls
Future generations on your own
Narcissism begins at home

Praise for your own sweet mental health

Meanwhile back in the junglescape
A slight return to planet of the apes
They smile back at you with eyes of hate
And swear so much it makes your head spin
Until the worlds lose all meaning
Wash out your mouth, spit it in the bin

Glacier melt in the sea today
But you can't decide if you're straight or you're gay
The really hard questions won't go away

What a wonderful world
No need to worry for your boys & girls
Future generations on your own
Narcissism begins at home

southern cross

Deepest Queensland in a souped up ute
Where the ghosts are pretty and the coppers shoot
Getting lost in an Australian dream
And all the misadventures that lie in between

Searching for the Southern Cross
Thank your lucky stars
But you'd better keep away from the sides
We got crocodiles

Wanna drive til my eyeballs hurt
Pissing like a racehorse in the orange dirt
Stood there staring at the raging creek
Do you give it a go? Or camp there all week?

Searching for the Southern Cross
Thanks your lucky stars
But you'd better keep away from the sides
We got crocodiles

Camp fire disco

Light a fire for the billy can grog
I see a dancing lady coming through the fog
She got so close I could read her lips
As she danced right through my lunar eclipse

Searching for the Southern Cross
Thank your lucky stars, my arse
But you'd better keep away from the sides
We got crocodiles and we got camp fire disco hobos

nightwalking

A glance at the watch, a shade past two o clock
The old fella snores through the wall
Car engine heaves way off in the street
A joy rider having a ball

I know I shouldn't condone it
But it sounds so young and free
Nightwalking

A stray dog barks at a curse from the park
The spooks are all having a drink
I know I shouldn't go join them
But I still got a rubber soul

Nightwalking
I should be sleeping, not creeping
Nightwalking
I should be snoozing, not boozing
Nightwalking
It should be easy, catching zee zee's
Nightwalking
Counting cheese

The sun's rising fast and the usual cast
Descend upon Welsby Parade
The walkers, the joggers, the tattoos in utes
Retracing the plans that they made

I guess I should go join them
But I still got writer's block
 

buchowski kiss

"I tell you a tale of ordinary madness
A 45 to pay the rent"
Time does not exist

"As free as animal crackers swimming in my soup"
Time does not exist when you kiss me
Kiss, kiss, kiss my lips

Oh wait a minute, I'll watch your back
Oh wait a minute, it's not so bad

19 bottles of beer in my dirty kitchen
If you help me clear them up, could I liberate your soul?
Time does not exist when you kiss me

I wish upon a bluebird that's flying in your sky
Time does not exist when you kiss my lips
Kiss, kiss, kiss my lips

Oh wait a minute, I'll watch your back
Oh wait a minute, it's not so bad

Buchowski Kiss

Kiss my lips
Oh Kiss, kiss, kiss my lips
Kiss my…

final frontier

A road runs through it but I don't know why
Only one way in, only one way out
Recurring dreams of endless monuments
That show me the beauty as darkness pollutes me

Freefall
Inner space exploration, the final frontier of the soul

Enjoy the silence my beautiful friend
Watching, learning all the greatest mistakes
Show me the beauty, darkness pollutes me

Freefall
Inner space exploration, the final frontier of the soul

Art

Enjoy the silence my beautiful friend
Watching, learning all those greatest mistakes
Of your endless beauty

Freefall
Inner space exploration, the final frontier of the soul

The final frontier

shakespearean to dos

I was stuck on the inside when they threw away the key
Cast a stare with a lazy eye and forget all about me

What else can I say?
Rain stopped judgement day
If it isn't all that fun
Stop running the three legged marathon

Taking time to break the chain, learning how to live?
Go to self help seminars, are you learning to forget me?

Radio pushing me on and on to the final sum
You fall down

What difference does it make?
You cannot celebrate the taming of the shrew
Shakespearean to dos

Trying hard not to put on weight?
Creaking at the seams
Plastic surgeon nose its straight
But the smell is still obscene

Radio pushing me on and on to the final sum
You fall down

we paint the sky

It's true that all men are made of woman
I seen it on a cine film of you
Running hand in hand with pops
Drinking cups of tea into the afternoon

Ivy's last summer, the trees won't bloom
Ivy's last summer, to leave too soon

On the final clip years later
Four children run in the park
They look like they are happy
But the black and white film makes it all seem so dark
And all the time they laugh and play
The watching chimneys belch their filth into the sky

Ivy's last summer, the trees wore blue
Ivy's last summer, to leave too soon
You paint the sky

So it's true that all men are made from woman
And I will meet you there on a cold winter's eve
We can watch the lights of the train
As it flashes over the viaduct
Shout at the devil in the wind
Together we will paint the sky

a note to oneself

There is a note you wrote yourself
Hiding in the bookshelf, incendiary, gentle reminders
From yourself to yourself

Each and every day, in every kind of way
You get further downstream
Swim against the tide
When every stroke you take
Weighs you down in the water

Below a box of angel hair
Milk teeth and notes on despair and disaster
From yourself to yourself

Stack a house of cards, pile them up so high
Just one touch they fall over
Search around the ground
Collect them until they are found

Again and again every moment bleeds the truth
Clinging on to tempered youth
But I wonder do you now mock me?
To yourself from yourself

forever summer

I am the summer
I destroy the winter
I am the summertime

Winter is forgotten
As the sun shines from your smile
Your lips they taste like chocolate
As the stars fall from your eyes

Cos it's the summer, forever summer
Here comes the summertime
Forget the winter, it didn't suit ya
Forever summertime

Kids playing in the park
Lovers kissing in the dark
You could stay with me all day, if you want to

Cos it's the summer, forever summer
Here comes the summertime
Forget the winter, it didn't suit ya
Forever summertime

It's all I wanna be
 

lonely souls

We are the flowers in your dustbins
Frozen butterflies
Claustrophobic flashing lights
The city weeps tonight

Sooner or later you're gonna understand this lonely soul

I will not be told that the streets are paved with gold
No, I will not be told
That the streets are paved with gold
I am sold

We are the flowers in your dustbins
Frozen butterflies
We are the rats in your basement
Shards of glass hanging high

Sooner or later you're gonna understand this lonely soul

A million lonely souls
When I look round this city the only thing I see is
A million, a trillion, a squillion lonely souls
Staring back at me

goodbye justine

Goodbye Justine
This time do you know what I mean?
My pumping heart is a work of modern art
Wandering free down the slopes of Mount Tambourine

It's not fair to sit and judge
An iron will that will not budge
This time I make it on my own
Drop a nuclear bomb in this mobile home

Goodbye Justine
This time do you know what I mean?
My pumping heart is a work of modern art
Wandering free down the slopes of Mount Tambourine

a crack in my ceiling

Sunrise on fire, big waves in the morning
God splits the sky and it cracks without warning

Smells like storm season, smells like storm
Smells like storm season

Pick up my bones, put them in a museum
Next to the thief, the witch and the hunchback
This is the way, roll up, come inside
Run away with me to the circus, run away
Don't worry it's not the end of the world

Sunrise on fire, big waves in the morning
God splits my sky and there are cracks in the ceiling
Pick up my bones, put them in a museum
Next to the thief, the witch and the hunchback

Smells like storm season, smells like storm
Sunrise on fire, a crack in my sealing

tuesday night lover's club

Come on all you monsters!
Let me introduce you to…
The Tuesday night lover's club

In the Tuesday night lover's club
Sometimes you need a break from this rotten world
A simple thing like a boy and girl, or a girl on girl?

In the Tuesday night lover's club
Yeah the lover's love is a strange old thing
Anything goes in the lover's club, it's a rare old thing

Fling open your doors so I can slide on in
Open up your loving arms, let the fun begin
In the Tuesday night lover's club

So come on all you monsters!
All you freaks! All you zombies!
Get your clobber on
Cos it's the Tuesday night lover's club
Where the dress code is cheek to cheek
And there ain't no need to be discreet
Where zombie ska is a speciality

red red earth

When the people rise again will you turn your face away?
When the people rise will you turn?

Can't you feel it? Oh it's coming round the bend
I can smell it in the air
Racing to me, upon the western wind
Trembling through my bones

When the people rise again will you turn your face away?
When the people rise will you turn?
Can't you feel it?

The red, red earth is stained with our blood
The red, red earth
The red, red earth is stained with our blood
Red, red, red earth

Can't you feel it, now it's rushing round the bend?
I can smell it in the air
Whispering to me upon the western wind

straight between the eyes

Many suns have set since hate passed away
Live life in the past, scorn a brand new day

Caught me by surprise, straight between the eyes
You sing "It's in the air that we breathe"
You sing "It's in the air"

Many moons have passed
But I can't go on like this
Living in the past
Been a long time gone

Caught me by surprise, straight between the eyes
Swinging on your gate, how can you deny?
You sing "It's in the air that we breathe"
You sing "It's in the air"

But it's all gone wrong
Singing someone else's song
We are a long time gone
So you'd better get your skates on

You sing "It's in the air that we breathe"
You sing "It's in the air"

blue gum tree

Guess I never told you how much you meant to me
Must've whispered "I loved you"
While you were out of reach
The people on the footpath take no notice of me
Sat up in my blue gum tree

People smile at children, hold each others hands
Mothers chat with girlfriends, fathers pushing prams
The people on the footpath take no notice of me
Sat up in my blue gum tree

Still I think about you and all the words unsaid
Your superhero powers missed the thoughts inside my head

Life's too short for maudlin but it's gotta make you think
Drowning in your latest drink

The people on the footpath take no notice of me
Sat up in my blue gum tree