I don’t want to see you again I don’t want you for a friend I don’t want you hanging around I don’t mind just putting you down. Khe Sanh Lyrics: I left my heart to the sappers round Khe Sanh / And my soul was sold with my cigarettes / To the blackmarket man / I've had the Vietnam cold turkey / From the ocean to the Silver . Cold Chisel Lyrics, Songs, Albums And More at SongMeanings! I can see you dressing up, and wanting someone’s blessing And I know it’s not for me, It’s a long dark road, It’s a hard, hard way. Lyrics. Top Lyrics of 2010. 2 (Live at Bombay Rock), The Live Tapes, Vol. 4 von Cold Chisel; The Live Tapes - Vol. Let’s take a walk girl See what we can see I talk to you girl You can talk to me But if you look real hard Into someone else’s eyes You can find a soul and set it free, Once around the sun is nothin I can’t seem to get enough of you girl in my life, Sometimes it’s funny what the heart can see While eyes can only stare in disbelief Well there’s a place way down Most people try to hide Like a place in you I hope to find, Once around the sun is nothin I can’t seem to get enough of you girl in my life Once around the sun will find me Well any place that you’re beside me here girl in my life, Let’s take a walk girl See what we can see I talk to you girl You can talk to me Sometimes it’s funny what the heart can see While eyes can only stare in disbelief And if you look real hard Into someone else’s eyes You can find a soul and set it free, City life is closing in on me The way things go, thirty years, Bus timetable’ll be my elergy, Up at seven every working day Pay comes in, pay goes out It’s a week-by-week charade, General panic in the marketplace Boss found hung in office Could not stand the pace, And as the peak-hour traffic jams below Someone gets the story, somebody spread the rumour People come and go, Wandered down along the river last night Call me romantic, I say I couldn’t sleep Until the first-light struck me down, Padding homeward on the inside lane Early morning, freeway’s cool and quiet Dodging rubber stains, People talking in a seaside bar I ain’t sentimental, but Lord Sometimes I get that gypsy urge to travel far, You know I’ll disappear some long weekend Find a mangrove landscape Stretch out along some busted jetty And forget who I am, You go to move You got to go You go to be somebody You got to roll You got to stop You got to change You got to make a little money And be a little strange, And one long day Is all it takes to steal her heart away One long night And it’s allright, you’ve done it again Soft, low words And slender ladies, beneath the cafe fans One long day Layed by dreams Cotton dresses, a Spanish border town Dreams so far From the subway, the crowds heading home Close each day In technicolor, a million miles away One long night and you’re alone, Meanwhile City ways Life goes creeping on Sometimes I get the blues, I believe we’re worlds apart And I don’t know if I’m getting through Oh I I believe we’re worlds apart And I don’t know if I’m getting through, I don’t wanna talk And I don’t wanna fight I’m in the mood for attention tonight But every time that I make a move You turn and walk away, I get the feeling That you’re not accepting This love I’m offering around Cause every time that I make a move You just can’t be found, And you’re the only one Who can make me feel the way that you do You are the only one Who can make me feel it too, And I’m not expected to be your intended You just like to have me around A week I’ve been planning to take you out Now you won’t come past your door, You are the only one Who can make me feel the way that you do You are the only one Who can make me feel it too, And you know that I I believe we’re worlds apart And I don’t know If I’m getting through Oh I I believe we’re worlds apart And I don’t know If I’m getting though And I don’t know if I’m getting through To you, Painted doll, on a painted stage Painted doll, on a painted stage She’s just a one-man Punch and Judy show For caliphs twice her age Painted doll, on a painted stage, The more they look at her The less I see The more they look at her The less I see It’s a tricky situation when some Parasite has got my painted doll And she’s got me, Lookin’ down Sydney Harbour in the rain My pretty baby’s slappin’ up another vein If this is gonna be her final wage My heart may never see this world again, She’s my little sick salome And it’s breakin’ me in two Painted doll I’ve got a deal for you, I spent my lunch hour Watching middleage businessmen, readin’ a lot And dreaming of the things they never had They make you feel so bad They make you feel so sad They make you feel so low, They try to tell me What I’m doing ain’t right They try to tell me What I do ain’t right They make you feel so bad They make you feel so sad They make you feel so low, Trying, crying Crying about all the lovin’ you promised to me If you see me, while you free me Just tell me your leavin’, you won’t be coming back to me Come back to me, If you see me, free me Don’t leave me hanging ’round your doorstop no more I’ve been trying, I’ve been crying Been trying and crying Just gotta get back to you Just to get back to you, Still I’m trying Every single day of my life Everytime I try to see you You step out of line It makes you feel so bad It makes you feel so sad It makes you feel so alone, I’ve been living In the Plaza Hotel It ain’t the Hilton But I live well Holes in the ceiling Holes in the floor Wallpaper’s peeling There’s a nude on the door, Pretty girls They jump and shout Cops come running When I step out I get some money When they page me to the phone You know man cannot live on Empty principles alone, And who’s gonna judge The role somebody plays In someone else’s budget movie Come on up to my room baby I need a co-star And I can’t afford to be too choosy, Pretty little thing there’s a smoky moon Pretty little thing up between the dunes Pretty little thing there’s a place I know Pretty little thing, lets go, I say yeah, yeah, yeah, Pretty little thing, I want you, Pretty little thing the way you stagger around Like Bambi gotten lost on a handful o’ mandies An’ all o’ these hillbillies hangin’ around To see if you can handle it, and fillin’ their immediate plans with you, Well they don’t know jack shit and for all o’ your Juiced up, anyone’s, user pays little act You know you ain’t never gonna fall And there ain’t no one o’ them’ll ever get to lay their hands on you, I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Pretty little thing when you need a ride Pretty little thing I got the wheels outside, I say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Pretty little thing you know I can’t afford the time I get easily bored, Pretty little thing underneath what’s real o’ that Pretty little thing for the taking deal, well Pretty little thing you know I just might feel like Goin’ for a ride in the moonlight and doin’ what I can for you, Way out back of the Coolgardie Round the turn of the century Two riders came out of the west They were lookin’ for the colour of gold Trading on an old red blanket Took ‘em in a young boy Passed him on to a pearl lugger That was Java bound outa Roebuck Bay, The crew were mainly Manila men And the young boy must have known He’d never be back now Down in the red sand, Manila-man got the machete Manila-man cut him down cold Die with the Balander boss on a lugger Could not have been more Than twelve years old, Looking out on a clear sky As the sun beats down on her head A mother alone Fails to understand And as the long years go by Just an old red blanket to dry The tears for the son Who’ll never be home Down in the red sand, Ian Moss, Peter Moss, Cal Curtis – Mushroom Music / Control / Control, She just jumped on a plane Paid no attention to me Gave me no notice But her goodbyes sure were sweet Said she’s gonna write Maybe call me up She checked her bags And then she broke my heart She kissed my cheek And told me not to keep in touch, I said the Rising Sun just stole my girl away The Rising Sun just stole my girl away The Rising Sun just stole my girl I’m gonna catch a plane and steal her back again The Rising Sun just stole my girl away, Now we’re apart I think about her everyday Well the scuffle of little feet All round the bed I’m gettin’ no cards, gettin’ no mail Tokyo Rose is on the radio If she don’t come home I know that’s where I’m gonna go. I prayed like you wanted But it all felt too cheap, Sometimes I am frightened alone in the dark You know I can’t hide it, I’ve been waiting until the hurting starts, You tell me that you’re leaving me For someone you believe to be Devoted just to you and you alone, Well goodbye baby, you know I’ll Be thinkin’ of you only while I get my Chevy motor fully blown, When you said I had to choose between This muscle car and you, my queen There was only one way that could ever go, I used to get home when I could But there was nothing there as good As when I light the nitro on my HQ454 Monroe, She got fuelie heads, a tunnel ram Roller rockers, lumpy cam A seated seta new L34’s, Gotta new four hundred Hydra shift Simmons wheels, nine inch diff Bridgestone Eagers, twelve inch just because, She’s got four a colour, four a clear She’s lookin’ better year by year And unlike you tonight she’s riding low, So baby its goodbye You could never get me high Like when I light the nitro on my HQ454 Monroe, Well baby if I had to guess I’d say your man is more or less The figment of an overheated dream, The kinda thing a girl like you Can fantasize to get you through And rectify your battered self esteem, I’ll bet he comes to get you in Some shopping trolley kinda thing That gets you where you’re going nice and slow, Well off you go that’s fine The pleasure’s all mine When I light the nitro on my HQ454 Monroe, I’m standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans I’m a primate I feel no pain got no i-phone Pluggin’ into my brain I’m hangin’ alone In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans, Yeah fuck you! Driving the nightshift again Driving the nightshift again The times I’ve rolled this line, this same old Long headed East double lane, Driving these nightshifted eyes Driving these nightshifted eyes To light my way from midnight out to Hay There’s big summer moon on the rise, Puts me in a mind, of once upon a time A hall above the beach when I was young, it was Too many years, too far behind Old piano, saxophone and drum, And hanging out over the sea That same summer moon laid for me A road of light on out into the night A highway to where I could be, If ever I can find that innocence of mind The wonder in that younger set of eyes I’ll get it on the road, the rhythm of the line The wheeling of the desert where it flies, Come on roll up that line baby roll Light up these nightshifted eyes Speed my way from midnight out to Hay Big summer moon on the rise, Speed my way from midnight out to Hay Big summer moon on the rise, I’m gonna find a way to make this day The best one so far It didn’t happen yesterday Hangin’ in the bar, I rang someone from long ago Someone from a situation Long forgotten, better left alone, If you believe in love, you leave the door ajar I’m gonna find a way to make this day The best one so far, I’m gonna find a way to blow away the rain It didn’t happen yesterday I couldn’t face the train, All around, the office crowd Filled the city, talking loud Off their face, I slipped away alone, I wandered home, the streets were empty As they often are I’m gonna find a way to make this day The best one so far, I’m gonna find a way to turn this world around Find a way to make it through, And not go down, If you believe in love, that’s the morning star I’m gonna find a way to make this day The best one so far. Ever! I’m sittin’ at home, watchin’ the walls Birdcage mouth, I lost the fight You said goodbye, you turned you back I guess you know what’s right . It’s a hard, hard way, and I got no way of knowing. Wake up baby I want you to hold me now It’s 3 a.m., time of night when Robbers prowl Give me your hand You know I could not be sure Oh baby there it goes again There’s somebody knockin’ on the kitchen door . She found a fancy-man, that would do the deed. Cold Chisel Information. ), I found a job And you found a lover He’d been married before But you needed the shelter, Lay down your head and weep mama Lay down next to me Till you cross the borders of sleep mama Lay down next to me Wish no words of sorrow Nor whisper words of spite Let the darkness in your heart Melt into this night, Oh-oh Never Before, Never Before did it break like that Oh-oh Never Before, Never Before did it feel so bad, Drink some more of my wine mama Take some more of my bread There’s a million songs to be sung But not a word to be said If I call on the angel of mercy If I call on the angel of light I’m way outa line but there ain’t much time Storm gonna break tonight, Lay down your head and weep mama Lay down next to me Till you cross the borders of sleep mama Lay down next to me Send a prayer up above to the pure white dove Flying so high I think the angel of mercy Must have heard you cry, Well it’s taken so long to reach the time Where we can go on or leave it behind For better or worse so easy to say But I choke on the words as you push me away, And every move along the way Has moved us each in separate ways And I can feel there’s something Going wrong, Oh I’ll never stop loving you this life Maybe I’m wrong maybe I’m right, Well I look in your eyes You never look back All the sparkle is gone there’s nothing left But the black, What’s the use of holding back The best defence is still attack And don’t give up before the battle’s Won. Lyrics and video for the song Flame Trees by Cold Chisel - Songfacts Love burns like a blue flame A blue flame, a blue flame Love burns like a blue flame How can I be free, Love burns like a blue flame Through the night, your name Still burns like a blue flame How can I be free, How can I be free Wandering alone All night long the way I do Wherever you are tonight How can I make you see The torch I’m carrying for you Still burns, (Love burns, still burns, still burns like a blue flame…), How can I be free When everywhere I go The word is you have been untrue How can I be free When everybody knows The torch I’m carrying for you Still burns, (Love burns, still burns still burns like a blue flame…), Who cares if it’s true When I say In the temple of my heart, a candle burns for you That turns my night into day, Romantic lies Like wine Like a midnight line Make a girl go downtown Romantic lies Make the world go round, Who cares if I swear That my love for you Is so much more than a wild affair For a weekend or two, Romantic lies Like wine Like a diamond mine Make a girl go downtown Romantic lies Make the world go round, Romantic lies are As easy as breathing Cool as believing That each kiss has a fairytale ending Just close your eyes, Romantic lies They say Like a holiday Make the world go downtown Romantic lies Make the world go round, Wired but alive At the break of the day As the last few survivors Fall away, fall away, And I get a little lost sometimes A little lost sometimes In the night, I get a little lost sometimes A little bit lost sometimes That’s alright, Time is a tease All those feathers and fans And unfinished symphonies And you With your broken plans And your day’s demands, Outside, sirens, join and fade Wired but alive We got it made We got it made, Hey you with the head on Yeah, I mean you When the owner bombs this place Watcha gonna do I got one eye on the minute hand One eye on a girl One eye is a rubberband Gonna flick away this world, Bus station Lotta time to kill Lotta miles Lotta pills Lotta time to kill, Hey you in the uniform Yeah, I mean you When the revolution comes Watcha gonna do Fat girl with a travel rug She’s got a chiko roll Fat girl with a travel rug I’m gonna lose control, Bus station Lotta time to kill Lotta miles Lotta pills Lotta time to kill, Like a big cat in a little cage A king in a cell Its too bad, a man my age To know this place too well, Like a dead man on the underground On a long weekend Things keep goin’ round and round And I’ll be back again, I’ve walked the highway as a sinner It’s just a lonely road from hell And my shoes are wearin’ thinner As far as I can tell I might get lucky…. 5: Live At The Bondi Lifesaver Feb 29, 1980 von Cold Chisel; Last Stand von Cold Chisel; The Best of Cold Chisel: All for You von Cold Chisel; The Live Tapes Vol. Yeah lucky, I wanna believe There’ll come a point in time I’ll face all my demons That tempt all mankind Find absolution Before it’s too late To break these chains Start a clean slate, The good book says the flesh is weak Please believe me if you can It’s attention I seek And I am but a man I might get lucky…. . He pays his money” She got another drink “Who knows, his book Is closed to you and I We may never know his name”, The music drifted down The same repeated sound “If Nat King Cole Can save his sole He’ll find his peace” The fisherman eased his frame “If I was asked Just who’s to blame To read his past I’d have to say She’s a woman . I hear the footsteps Prowlin’ round my door I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight, Well I’ve been up all night just trying to make ends meet But things don’t always work the way I planned I take another pill just trying to calm me down If that don’t work, I just get up again I just get up again, Lock the door Shut the window tight I close the curtains I got to block out the light I feel the sun, shining in my eyes I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight Well, I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight Well, I’m just trying to cover up a little bit of daylight, I get home and clean up, put on my best shirt Put on my good shoes My arms are hard from what I do all day And it’s all for you, all for you, As I drive over by the steeple, by the hill The rain is gone, the night is new The constellations are coming out again And it’s all for you, all for you, It’s all for you there are songs in the world I’m singing softly as I drive It’s all for you, cause you’re the only girl And I’m young again And it feels so good to be alive, I’ll take you out, we’ll find a place to eat Somewhere small, with a view And later on we’ll go dancing if you like All for you, for you, The old anger has given way To clear eyes and open hands I’m getting stronger with each new day Cause now I understand, There’s an angel in the shadows of my room And she watches me when I’m all alone When my sad heart is hurt and crying That’s when she comes to me And she leads me home, If I close my eyes And I take her hand I can see you right there Where my angel stands, Into the night when I’m missing you I lay me down with the angel in my room, And in the shadows she stands alone And she’s waiting for me When I’m coming home, I see the tears in my baby’s eyes But in the distance I still hear her cry And baby I’m longing but it passes by When I hold you in my arms Everything will be all right, If I close my eyes I can see her there I can see you right there Where my angel stands Into the night when I’m missing you I lay me down with the angel in my room That’s when I lay me down with the angel in my room, J. Barnes, J. Barnes, J. Smith – EMI Music / Mushroom Music / Mushroom Music, Baby’s on fire, it’s a beautiful thing Baby’s on fire, it’s beginning to sing Baby’s on fire, so imaginative Nobody else gets to see it and live Baby’s on fire, the moonlight skin Black and white cinema, outa Berlin Black and white cinema, flooding inside Baby’s on fire in the submarine tide Baby’s on fire And I I’m in flames I been workin’ all day Baby and I are gonna get it away I been workin’ all day, and all I know Baby’s on fire, the higher and higher we go, Aliester Crowley And Bar Shem Tov Are lyin’ in the alley Too stoned to move Them and Aristotle Are playin’ swy For one tiny bottle Of Bal-a-Versailles, Over the ocean Over the sea From out of east of Eden Pre-B.C. . Released in 1980, “Cheap Wine” is the second single from the album East. so lazy with her pistol hand As her hair hung hot off the loom A red-eyed Chicken felt like stepping in But his lines lacked their customary cool Her conversation flowed like treacle from a tin And Chicken felt like some kind of fool, Oh Yeah! And as they hauled her away and her hands were bound Lucretia’s eyes were cold, as the cold, hard ground, The trial was short the lovers had confessed, And the rope was tied and slipped around their necks And left the holy ground where they would never rest And not a tear was shed the night Lucretia left, Down by the Hunter where the coal-trucks roll And the billboards tell ya where to save your soul There’s another place, does a better job by far, When the moonlight hammers on the railway bridge And the whole world’s lookin’ for a beverage And you ain’t got nothin’, nothin’ in the boot a the car Time for the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae’s tikki bar, When the coal-trucks settle up and down the line You can wake up thinking that it’s ‘89 But there’s another sound, thicker than a Bolivar, You can hear it pumping out the roll-a-door Walnut piano on a wooden floor Backbeat drummer, Roy on a slide guitar Coming from the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae’s tikki bar, When the high tide’s suckin’ at the old sea wall And the full moon’s lookin’ like a mirror ball Bigger than Elvis, hotter than a speedway star, With a wet paypacket on a midnight hand They say you can win a mariachi band You can lose a girl, quicker than a coup de grace In the backroom at Dougie and Gleny Rae’s tikki bar, Haul that mother, haul that son Haul that rubber to the end of a run That ain’t got ridden since between the wars All hidden from the liquor laws, That’s the backroom (at Dougie and Gleny Rae’s), Wake up in the morning, feel like shit Waiting on a message, that’s my hit Forget about food, forget about time Alla my body, alla my mind Alla my intentions, alla my drive Is bent on keeping our connection alive Every decision, my vision is pinned Counting off the hours till you call again, I’m alone for you, I’m alone I’m alone for you I’m alone for you, I’m alone I’m alone for you, Checkin’ on messages, lookin’ at the wall Leavin’ my room, walkin’ up and down the hall Exiting the building, on the street Shopping for nothing on the same old beat Wandering the city, another night lost Counting off the hours, the stations of the Cross Counting off the hours, back to my room Teenage cars goin’ boom boom boom, Wake up in the morning, feel like shit Waiting on a message, that’s my hit Forget about food, forget about time Forget about checkin’ out the scene of the crime, I’m alone for you, I’m alone I’m alone for you, I got things to do I don’t want to Give me way more time to spend with you Honey when you’re gone You’re gone too long It sure gets lonely when you’re gone away, If you hear me cry Your name in the night Baby I’m just tryin’ to find your welcome light Well there’s only one You’re thinkin’ of It sure gets lonely when you’re gone away, My work is done, this is my time And there’s someone I need to know Maybe one day we’ll find We won’t have no need to go, My work is done, this is my time And there’s somewhere I need to go Maybe one day we’ll find We won’t have no need to go, The horizon is wider than it used to be I ain’t the boy you knew But on a clear day, I can see All the way to you All the way to you, When you’re running blind From promises broken and re-made Then broken again You got no way home Nothing but the smell of burning bridges in the rain, When I look back now I see a young man riding on A one way rail going down Only holding on Riding his addiction into Each new lonely town, I hit the railhead One night in hell And even now I I dunno why I Looked across at the gaming room In a cheap hotel And somehow walked on by Somehow walked on by, Have you ever seen the western sky As the sun goes down Turning indigo to grey It’s enough to make a man believe That maybe one more chance could come my way Maybe one more chance could come my way. 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