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LIVE IT
03:38
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LIVE IT
I know the way through life is to live it
I know the way to lose is to give in
Soon as you're high then all is forgiven
I know you feel uptight you get flustered
I know you break the law you get busted
I know you're much too cool be trusted
I know you turn a lot you get twisted
I know you touch the fire you'll get blistered
I know her kiss so well I can taste it
I know to live your dream is to chase it
I know you drink a lot you get wasted
I know the way its done is to do it
I know to ride the rough you go through it
I know by now that nothing's a shoe in
Its all a game and we're trying to play it
And it'll be over before you can say it
And we don’t live too long so lock it in and bring it on
Life is just a moment, nothing more so take it on
And you won’t get it back
So live it like a maniac
I know the way through life is to live it
I know the way to lose is to give in
Soon as you're high then all is forgiven
I know you feel uptight you get flustered
I know you break the law you get busted
I know you're much too cool be trusted
Its all a game and we're trying to play it
And it'll be over before you can say it
So don't hang around til the sound of the sirens on
You'll be amazed at the speed your time has gone
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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KEEP THE PRESSURE ON
04:55
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KEEP THE PRESSURE ON
I was a stranger in a distant land down under
I’d heard amazing tales of a strange game played with skills of wonder
And a beating heart of thunder
I heard the crowd from far and wide they rolled in
To the great grey temple like arenas olden
And the field was green and the day was golden
And in the sun I saw forty men or more
Set to put it on the line for their own clan
And the crowd was high and the crowd was wild
With the ball high the siren sounded wih a war cry
And the whole land rocked as they came together
With the sound of flesh on flesh on leather
And there’s nowhere to hide they can say die never
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never leave yourself open to a cheap shot
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never weaken no
You gotta hit ‘em hard the first time
And the whole land bleeds
And the wrongs need righting
And the media feed has got our world’s colliding
You’ve gotta believe there are battles worth fighting
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never leave yourself open to a cheap shot
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never weaken no
You gotta hit ‘em hard the first time
LEAD BREAK
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never leave yourself open to a cheap shot
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Put your head over the ball and take your best shot
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never leave yourself open to a cheap shot
Keep the pressure on. Never let it fall
Never weaken no You gotta hit ‘em hard the first time
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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LOGJAM
04:50
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LOGJAM
I'm staring wide eyed at the silvery sky again
God I'm sick of taking kicks and making cash for money men
I'm breathing shallow like a fish out of water
I've got to hit the road
Soaked up a tough fight for quite a while
Between the real world and the fire in my mind
I'm feeling heavy like a log in the water
I know I've got to hit the road
Before my head explodes
CHORUS
In the suit set its easy to forget just who I am
Have you ever been caught in a terminal soul logjam?
The sun was in my eyes and the sky was falling
Everybody's got a different calling
This is who I am
I'm clearly alive but I barely survived my friend
I knew what I want but I forgot what I needed then
I'm bone dry and I'm begging for water
I've got to play my song whetehr it pays or not
CHORUS
Dreamed of a house on a mountainside
And all my old friends had gathered warm inside
But I was outside doing chores
They said what are you still tilling that field for?
I said the truth is I don't know what youth is
I said the truth is I don't know what youth is
I said the truth is I don't know what youth is
And I don't care
CHORUS (X2)
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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I WISH IT WAS 1984 AGAIN
03:47
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I WISH IT WAS 1984 AGAIN
It’s been 20 years since when, I first met you through a mutual friend
I was mostly black Eastcoast jeans and you had really big hair
I didn’t realize then, one day we would be best friends
And love like it never ends
Love like it was 1984 again
But I missed the chance by a mile
And we both went our ways a while
I got bit by the music bug
And you went around the world
We made it up since then
But we lost some time in the middle there
And I wanna do it again
I wish it was 1984 again
I wish it was 1984 again
I wish it was 1984 again
I wish it was 1984 again
I wish it was 1984 again
If it was 1984 again
I’d be young and free and born again
I’d be living my life all over again
I’d be kicking the footy around all week
I’d be drinking with Wally down at Billy’s Creek
I’d be sneakin in the Astradome underage
I’d be pashing with Cooky on the Blue Light stage
I wish it was 1984 again
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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RICHARD BRANSON'S HAIR
04:40
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RICHARD BRANSON’S HAIR
I wish that I could be Richard Branson’s hair
It’s so long and beautiful, with the right amount of air
It’d be a really awesome view from up there
On Richard Branson, the rock star political, Viking billionaire
Yeah I wish that I could be Richard Branson’s follicular guys
Flying on a private jet would be particularly nice
I’d get all the best shampoo and conditioner money could buy,
With Richard Branson, the rock star political, billionaire Viking guy
Cause Richard Branson you’re the king of all things cool
You’re so cool they made an ice cube out of you
You fly a starship or a balloon across the sky
You’re Richard Branson
the rock star political, billionaire Viking guy
I wish that I could ride on Richard Branson’s head
I’d have a front row seat for all the clever things he said
I’d pitch him all my songs and tell him Dick, this is shit that sells
Hey Richard Branson
We could be the next Tubular Bells
Na na na na na I can’t whistle like I should
Na na na na na I bet Richard Branson could
But Richard Branson, I bet he could whistle up a storm
While flipping some pancakes as he keeps his girlfriend warm
And makes a billion dollar deal or maybe two or three or four
He’s Richard Branson…who could ask for anything more?
Cause Richard Branson you’re the king of all things cool
You’re so cool they made an ice cube out of you
You fly a starship or a balloon across the sky
You’re Richard Branson
the rock star political, billionaire Viking guy
©Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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CONSPIRACY THEORY
04:20
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CONSPIRACY THEORY
I can’t help wondering when Elvis will make a comeback
‘Cause I know the mobs still got him in the basement hooked on crack
And that’s pretty lame as far as conspiracy theories go
But it beats him being a gay CIA spy taken by a UFO
But I know this and I know that
I got a head on my shoulders, I got meat on my bones
I’ve been thinking a while and I feel kinda stoned
But I guess I’ll keep thinking til I think myself into the light
I can’t help wondering when JFK was attacked
How a bullet from above and behind blew his head front to back
And I ate in a diner in Roswell where aliens go
And the Apollo moon landing was filmed in a lot studio
But I know this and I know that
I got a head on my shoulders, I got meat on my bones
I’ve been digging a while to sort the shit from the stones
And I guess I’ll keep digging til I dig myself into the light
I can’t help wondering how the Kardashians got to be famous
Maybe its actually us who have got shit for brains
I wonder why only the rich get the pictures and stares
And how political leaders so often become billionaires
But I know this and I know that
I got a head on my shoulders, I got meat on my bones
I’ve been talking a while with Deep Throat on the phone
He said its easy to believe in conspiracy theories
Because the world is so strange, nobody could write this
And there’s so many conspiracy theories
That you must have some doubt by now
I may be wrong but here’s my theory
The government conspired to create them all
To entertain us and confound us
While reality breaks loose around us
An I can’t help thinking here’s a song radio will avoid
Because the pop world has been populated by evil androids
Programmed to spit out their ditties without any soul
Considered approved and then stamped with the corporate logo
But I know this and I know that. I got…......
1) I’ve been walking a while I’m a long way from home
2) I’ve been singing a while and I still got no tone
But I guess I’ll keep singing til I sing myself into the sun
Cause I’m not done (x4)
copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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GODSPEED
04:00
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GODSPEED
I started out on the road to the summit
‘Cos I couldn’t see the big cliffs coming
Half had no choice and knew it
Half just to prove I could do it
I kept on, took the bullet and bit it
‘Cos I couldn’t hear the crowd cry quit it
The road’s hard and it won’t stop raining
Godspeed friend, stop complaining
And hey ho said the monkey it’s a game show
Big gods are the keeper of the key locks
Clear skies are the secret of a fast rise
I looked up at the low cloud ceiling
Keep heart now, don’t stop feeling
I met a man all torn and twisted
Bent like some mountain misfit
He said I gave my life for rockin’
But there’s a time when you just stop knockin’
I looked up and they all lay scattered
Lying down like not much mattered
Like a long unanswered phone call
Threw their hearts up against a stone wall
And good god said the monkey it’s a long shot
We all know its not what but who now
Take heed, a rock life needs godspeed
I leaned forward to the driver of the rickshaw
Godspeed is what I wish for
I started out on the road to the summit
‘Cos I couldn’t see the big cliffs coming
Half had not choice and knew it
Half just to prove I could do it
To prove I could do it…..
To prove I could do it……
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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CORK
04:29
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CORK
It seems to me the world is spinning to infinite
Beneath an ever warming sky
It’s not just faith that’s got us looking for divinity
We’re just trying to hope things right
And we’re all just aware of what’s in our vicinity
It’s hard to truly see from height
We could all be jetsam lost with no affinity
Disappearing out of sight
And the more you fight
The harder it is to feel light
Yeah the more you fight
The harder it is to feel light
Look at me I’m just a cork
Floating on the ocean’s torque
I take my place in all this space
But I could sink without a trace
Wise men warn you’ll drown too soon
Trying to fight against the storm
So ‘til I die, I think I’ll try
Just to be calm inside its eye
Deep run currents scatter everything accordingly
Out of mind and out of sight
And now I’m alone
Like everyone surrounding me
And the rest of humankind
And the more you fight
The harder it is to feel light
Yeah the more you fight
The harder it is to feel light
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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CHAIN SMOKER
03:46
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CHAIN SMOKER
Hey girl what you got me to feel
Was a lot and I still think about it
I need you when the fever is real
And there’s nothing I can do about it
And the summer is over, yeah
The winter is here, yeah, yeah
The summer is over yeah
The winter is here, yeah, yeah
Now I’m just where you want me to be
And there’s nothing I can do about it
I feel alive when you come onto me
I get hot just thinking about it
And the summer is over, yeah
The winter is here, yeah, yeah
The summer is over yeah
The winter is here, yeah, yeah
I try to live my life well,
But it’s too hard to tell
Should I take one more toke
Or face the music my friend?
I chase my lone long shot bets
I chain smoke cigarettes
But I ain’t found answers yet
Guess I’ll go looking again
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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CRAWLIN'
03:58
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CRAWLIN’
Babe I’ve been crawlin, my head in the dirt
Pained is my face again and stained is my shirt
Babe I’ve been crawlin, from the hills to the seas
Worn are my fingertips and torn are my knees
God I’ve been crawlin through the slime of your race
Fame is my calling but shamed is my face
Give me my sentence and let it begin
For late is my penitence and great is my sin
God I’ve been crawlin’
God I’ve been crawlin’
And though I’ve been crawlin’
That light is still calling me on
God I’ve been crawlin’ like a wing broken bird
I’ve taken a mauling in a money man’s world
Knock down their pedestals and give my soul wings
Praise all the criminals and kill all the kings
God I’ve been crawlin’
God I’ve been crawlin’
And though I’ve been crawlin’
That light is still calling me on
God I’ve been crawlin’
God I’ve been crawlin’
And though I’ve been crawlin’
That light is still calling me on
Copyright Neil Robertson 2017
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Northern Nerv Melbourne, Australia
Neil Robertson -
Vocals, guitars and harmonica
Nikki Finn - Drums and vocals
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