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jack davies and the bush chooks - rosemary mushrooms lyrics

it’s three o’clock on a sat-rday
stumbling through the city
feeling drunk from all the car fumes
and chain smoking ciggies
we are searching for something
not quite sure what it is
we just roll around in the car park getting high
and then you kiss me on the cheek and run away
down a rusty alleyway
i sit here and look around
you come back and sit down
and we stumble through the city till rather late at night
getting hj’s getting drunk
trying not to get in fights
so we caught the train to freo
at 1:30 a.m
the kebab shops were all closed but seven eleven sold bread
so we head on down to south beach
for a swim, for a feed
look in your backpack
find a can of baked beans
and we tear into the tin
under the intimacy of stars
and i saw your soul my darling
heard the sound of p-ssing cars
melt into a sweet cacophony
the ocean and my breath
and in that beautiful silence, you got up and left
so i finished all the bread
and i scr-ped up the beans
and i walked on my own to my house down the street
and i kicked off my shoes as i hopped into bed
and i thought about you and the things that you said

and i slept and i slept
for a very long time
till my back grew sore
and my bed grew tired
and i woke in a sweat
and i called out your name
and i wonder if you’re somewhere
doing the same
or am i just a self deprecating, obsessive piece of sh-t?
i apologise for my language
sometimes i’m a bit
over the top in the morning
when i get out of bed
i am tired, i’m hungry
i’m all out of bread

and after a long day
i come home once again
i throw down my bag
and i grab out the bread
that i bought at the markets
where i played today
i was begging for money
for someone to stay
for a while and just listen
to the words of my songs
tell me i’m worthwhile
that my existence isn’t wrong
make me feel useful
make me glad to be alive
i guess it’s no wonder i sing all the time
so i put the bread in the toaster
and i turn on the stove
i cook rosemary mushrooms
with two garlic cloves
i get out a couple of plates
a couple of knifes and forks too
i was eating alone
but i was cooking for two
just in case that you happened
to pop on by
oh if i had food ready
perhaps you’d stay a while
but i ate and i ate
whilst your meal sat there
getting cold getting sad
and i sat, and i stared
then i cleaned up the kitchen
put your plate away
covered it all up in glad-wrap
just in case
that you decide to come over later
for desert and red wine
you could take your meal home
eat it another time
but i realise you are not coming
i never even invited you
it’s probably good you didn’t
i probably would have just frightened you
i mean how can i love somebody
if i’m frightened of myself
i need to take some time off
and think of my health
i need to go see the dentist
and get my teeth fixed
i need to speak to a psychiatrist
get them to pull all the sticks
out from my eyes and my ears
all the bugs in my brain
needa take some time off
to feel like myself again

- jack davies and the bush chooks lyrics

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