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Here on the hill above the settlement, the buildings are talking
A tower to a terrace says the word's on the street, the dead are walking...

The brows are arched of the mews across the street
By a pale ochre light are made out heavy reliefs
Where all your dreams are borrowed all your senses are thieves
And Ned Kelly won't ride past your window despite the freeze on your disbelief

Don't bring 'em up if you can't put 'em down
Thin Captain Crackers bowling naked through the centre of the town
The sun won't bake his blue skin brown, he's been too long underground

I see, said a blind builder to his deaf daughter as he picked up his hammer and saw, if blood is thicker than water why'd you dress in the dress that you wore

The blind are drawn by a blank curiosity
Don't bring 'em up...
Drawn on mirrors where windows used to be if you can't put 'em down

Some people might say My desire's not the captain of me
And Red Barry might fly from his pedestal at night to spook the
University...

Chorus

O tailor my bones what need new clothes but the lower half loves
What the upper half loathes, I could get around like an intellectual I
Suppose, wearing the highs with the lows
But I'd sooner sing these doleful drones by barcoo dog and
Lagerphones, but my hand dont write when a feather it holds, it hangs like a wren with its neck wrung, as did the bells in my quasi commode where I have to shift my head to see where my pillow god, some mornings I wake up by the side of the road
Bringing it up for the gutter
After putting it down for the crowd

I said I would arrive in the capital
After chuckin' outside the St. Augustines purple parish hall
Don't bring 'em up if you can't put 'em down
And you know I can't