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You Am I
You Am I


Background information
Origin Sydney, New South Wales, Australia
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Virgin Records
Restless Records
rooART Records
Associated acts The Wrights
The Pictures
Tim Rogers
Tex Perkins
Website Website
Members
Tim Rogers
David Lane
Andy Kent
Rusty Hopkinson
Former members
Jaimme Rogers
Nick Tischler
Mark Tunaley
Greg Hitchcock



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You Am I Album


Deliverance (09/30/2002)
09/30/2002
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Well can you help me find them?
The words for sadness now
All my explanations leave me
Like dirty water out from a cloud

I’m leaning out the window
That teases with shifting scenes
But the air that used to fill my lungs
Has now got me on my knees

So nuzzle up close to my ear
Whisper something golden, strong and clear
’Cos I need to know them words for sadness now
Oh yeh, oh yeh

So I throw my words around like
A kiss at a Christmas do
But I’m losing ground in between the rounds
Give me a hook to hang my blues

So nuzzle up close to my ear
Whisper something golden, strong and clear
’Cos I need to know them words for sadness now
Oh yeh, I need to know them words for sadness now

Yeh, I’m out punching blind
Its driving me mad
So I bash out a three chord wonder, yeh
‘Cos the only thing that we had

Nuzzle up close to my ear
Give me something golden, strong and clear
Because I need to know them words for sadness now
‘Cos I need to know them words for sadness now
Oh yeh, I need to know them, the words for sadness now

That makes me a losin’ boy
That makes me a losin’ boy
You sure can win, poor losin’ boy
You better win for losin’ boy

. . .


I got too much on my mind
Yeah, so play that thing in a different style
Caught on a hook and a line
Yeah they couldn't use and drive me outta my mind

Cause I'm down
So punch me in the decals
And see which of my teeth tells
The honour and things I can prove
Who put the devil in you?

I got too much on my mind
I cross my chest, keep myself in line
Revealing the water from wine
I've wasted years looking for somewhere to hide

Looking down
Just kick me where the sun shines
In memory of the hard times
And bashing out the amateur blues
Yeah, who put the devil in you?

I'm finding out where my head's at
Like loose change in a laundromat
Two's get through
From Dallas Crane to Motley Crue

Yeah, but I know
Just why I'm masquerading
And why my tracks have stayed there
Bashing out the amateur blues
Who put the devil in you?

I hid all the speed in my shoe
Now, who put the devil in you?

Cause you know we're going out there again
I'm just throwing my trust to the wind
We're going beat this damn thing to the end
And then kiss it off, hey!

. . .


Oh my darling, oh my sweetness,I'm such a damn mess
I could be knocked right out by the sway of your dress
But my vision's writing cheques that My chest just can't cash,
Yeah, I'm a high plains dreamer, a royal pain in the ass.

Oh my sweet sugar dumpling,What do I put you through
As I'm dusting for prints, yeah, on who cursed me blue?
Yeah it's a roadside confession, A cry in the rain
Well me help me get up 'til the clouds roll away

So gently she sways, As the support band plays.
Well me help me get up 'til the clouds roll away

He needs a clean shirt and a payoff,Some place he ain't been,
With a thundercrack for loneliness, shot from a dream.
Yeah and I'll kiss you like a fugitive, And dance till you say
Well me help me get up 'til the clouds roll away

So gently she sways, As the support band plays
Well me help me get up 'til the clouds roll away

She turns the corner like, A priest turns the page,
Each second's breathless, Watching you play

Oh my baby, oh my sweetheart,My sweet Ruby gal,
There's some things you should know about your old man,
He's lost high and drifting in between the waves,
Lift him with the elements then drown them again
But your smile's his redemption,A-coolin' the flames,
He's gonna push 'em 'til the clouds roll away

So gently you sway, As the support band plays
Well me help me get up 'til the clouds roll away

. . .


A long ago and what’s his name
Yeh spilled out on the road like a bucket of rain
You know I didn’t come to ‘cos she knows my mind
It’s ‘cos she stones my soul a sleep at a time

Lay down your ribbons & bows
And let your hair hang greasy and low, and oh
On a sparkling cushion we lie, its’ like
Like a new state of mind
Yeh it’s a new state of mind

She was the newest mama in the shortest skirt
(Hey ain’t askin’ her to know my mind)
I promise never again to tell how it hurt
(Your tears are mine)
Yeh, but as my mind goes dancing while the gin picks the tune
Hitch your ride to my wagon, I’ll bring you the moon

Lay down your ribbons and bows
And let your hair hang greasy and low, and oh
On a gift shop cushion we lie, it’s like
Like a new state of mind
Yeh it’s a new state of mind

Lay down your ribbons & bows
And let your hair hang greasy and low, and oh
On a sparkling cushion we lie, it’s like
Like a new state of mind
Yeh it’s a new state of mind

Lay down your ribbons & bows
When they beat me down I got a joint where we can go, and oh
On a gift shop cushion we lie, it’s like
Like a new state of mind (it’s a new state of mind)
Yeh it’s a new state of mind (it’s a new state of mind)
It’s a new state of mind (it’s a new state of mind)
It’s a new state of mind

. . .


Yeah, I ain't consistent
Sell my corner crime
I won't call you regular,
Know I wait till I'm blind,
Yeah, oh, till I'm blind.

I think of you often,
You sure you can't hear
Each message I send ya
Oh so silent and clear
Oh!

But this chord says I love ya,
And I'll see you on the other side

I've been up all night with a head full of neon
Give me deliverance and an old friend to lean on

You drink to remember, yeah,
You drink to forget
Just like writin' songs,
Like a letter never sent,
Yeah, and I never sent 'em all.

But it's a shout in the backyard,
A punch in the sky
A love unconditional
To straighten my spine

But this chord says I love ya,
Don't wait till the other side

I've been up all night with a head full of neon
Give me deliverance and an old friend to lean on

Oh, I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry for
I'll make it back again
But this affliction ain't temporary
It's where I began
Yeah, yeah but I save my skin
So hit that old four and a half chord, oh shit again

I've been treatin' my friends like hotel keys,
You don't know you need 'em, oh yeah, till you're down
on your knees.
And I'm down here, on my knees.

Cause I've been up all night with a head full of neon
Give me deliverance and an old friend to lean on

. . .


Well I gave up drinking for a whole half-week
To see how the story ended,
Two left feet and a set complete
Of the ivories newly-stained white.

One Trick Tony took himself out for lunch
To celebrate the feel of his suit
If this disguise played through from the back of the room
Even for the last of the wine

Singin' now -
Well here's to your daughters,
Cause the curves and corners
Make my mind go slow
So bring the ol' sun down, we're coming out

You can never go back home
You can never go back home
When your plans all turn to dust, yeah,
You gotta sing from your guts,

She asked me "How can you write all them sad sad songs?
Celebrate the lonely and the lame?"
I said "The joy in you, I just couldn't compute,
'Gainst a rythmn and a good chord change."

One Trick Tony took himself out for drinks
Fought the poetry and smoke
To ease on back in the drink
From the back of the russian tea wrote
For me now

Well here's to your daughter,
Cause the curves and corners
Make my mind go slow
So bring the ol' sun down
We're coming out

You can never go back home
You can never go back home
When your plans all turn to dust, yeah,
You gotta sing from your nuts,

Well here's to your daughter,
Cause the curves and corners
Make my mind go slow
I'm gone
I'm gone

You can never go back home
You can never go back home, oh sing it now,
You can never go back home
You can never go back home
When your plans all turn to dust, yeah,
You gotta sing from your nuts.

. . .


Could you have a clue just what you're doing to me?
You know me far too well, it's a sting
And life is a carnival but we're the next unmentioned
You picked a fine, fine way to say goodbye
As if that's the only trick to the prize

I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
And I could never learn
You wanna play, you get burned

You taught me the stiff defences, but you kept the secrets
And you with the patience of a clock
Now I'm wound up so tight, and sleep's cold comfort
The days so long, but bittersweet
The time on my hands slips, trips up my feet, oh

I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
And I could never learn

I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
And I could never learn
You wanna play, you get burnt

I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
Yeh and I could never learn

I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
I'm on the wrong side now
And I could never learn (I could never learn)
And I could never learn (I could never learn)
You wanna play, you get burned

. . .


One, two, who the hell are you?

It was the hottest night in town surely for years,
They were hookin' up the TVs outside the bars,
Sweet mahoo.
Moon hit my eye like a big ol' scarlet pie,
And I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.
Yeah I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

Now how did you smile when you were five?
What trouble did you get your good own self into at night?
Hoo!
How did you flirt in that debutant skirt?
What a catch I dream, a nifty lil' number like you,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing with the life
You know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I wanna be on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

Now my back's all broke and my brain's turned to sour mash, yeah
From who stole the soul and bagged that greasy cash.
But as soon as I hear that telecast my reds all turn to blue,
And I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
Yeah I'm gonna lay on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
you know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you.

You know it's killin' me sweet,
But what'm I gonna do about it?
You know it's killin' me sweet,
But what'm I gonna do without it?

That sweet bourbon and dry
Sit on down, get your toe wet,
Bite my lip and I'll make you my wife!

Her hair falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
You know this boy could only dream,
Now I got a mosaic life,
With nothing to decide,
With nothing to decide,
With nothing to decide,

Falls out behind just like a long black limousine,
Teasing all my life
You know this boy could only dream,
No shit Sherlock,
She makes my shingles ROCK,
I'm all away with a nifty lil' number like you
I'm wanna lay on down with a nifty lil' number like you

I'm gonna bed on down with a nifty lil' number like,
Oh damn, nifty lil' number like,
Bed on down with a nifty lil' number like you.

. . .


You know the street where I live nestles five miles from town
I go walking at night, guided by the Crown
That sits on the buildings, craning from high
Take me out, take me out to see those city lights

You can treat me like garbage, reject my staring so graphic
That needs your attention, or the just psychopathic
And there ain't no Lothario on the sly
I walk in a dream, with those city lights

I know you can see through each line that I use
So I'll poleaxe the syntax and rhyme
The trams in the neon sway to a torch song
At sunset, and I’m alive

I just need to know somewhere there's drunks and some kissin'
Romance and rock band, but something I'm missing
And I don't wanna be anywhere but on the edge
Of the river with you and those damn city lights

You know the street where I live nestles five miles from town
And it just don't swing unless you're 'round
So I walk to the water and dream with your smile
Just you and me,
Just you and me, and our city lights

. . .


Yeh I got a place, it’s hot and it’s dark
And I just wanna burn, yeh, right there in its arms
Somewhere I don’t think, yeh, but I float like a can
Caught in a rip and thrown on back again

I’m stuck in the eye of the storm and I ain’t looking for a way back
Let me fall, let it bleed, just let me crash

Yeh, so goodbye saddles and chains
I’m lost in the ether again
And if it’s all the same to you just let me crash
Goodbye baby blue
My slow-dancing ingenue
But if it’s all the same to you, just let me crash

Went out for a drink, yeh something to warm my bones
Surround my brain in some tunes, yeh, shook me down to my toes
However much I crave to lose myself in the mess
I stir the poison from sleep, and it comes over again, yeh

I’m stuck in the eye of the storm, can’t find the way back
Let me fall, let it bleed, just let me crash, hey

Goodbye saddles and chains
I’m lost in the ether again
But if it’s all the same to you just let me crash
And goodbye baby blue
My slow-dancing ingenue
But if it’s all the same to you, just let me crash

My sadness hangs like smoke on a jacket
Like rain on a window pane
And it hides behind pale blues eyes
And it sleeps like I’m cruel, like a stain, oh

Goodbye baby blue
My sweet-dancing ingenue
And if it’s all the same to you, just let me crash
Bring all your liquors and pills
’Cos nothin’s makin’ sense up here on the hill
If its all the same to you, just let me crash
Oh yeh

. . .


Oh sweet Ruby girl
Put your arms ‘round my neck and ring like a bell
Meet me Rosita, kiss me Carika
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again, hey

Now look at those two just dancing there
The ordeal over in the old town square
This crisp white shirt won’t sweep up the dirt
And nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again

Oh sweet Ruby girl
Put your arms ‘round my neck and ring like a bell
Meet me Rosita, kiss me Carika
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again, hey

Yeh, now listen to that song he’s a-tryin’ to shout
With the Cuban heel boots and his ass hangin’ out
A sound so ancient, so meat and potatoes, yeh
But nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again

Oh sweet Ruby girl
Mama’s kisses taste like caramel
Meet me Rosita, kiss me Carika
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again

Oh, nobody understands a word we’re sayin’
If there’s somethin’ crumblin’ like a fruitcake, sugar
Then keep drinkin’ it, get the interpretatin’

If the poem’s all sore you get that, learn to play guitar
Quit that phrasing and parading and get that ass outta the bar
But learn how to swing and get their hands off their things
Yeh nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again

No bottle of wine just don’t hit me the same
Unless it softens the frame around, oh, that face
I learn how to swing and get my hands off my things, yeh
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again, sugar
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again
Nuthin’s ever gonna be, hey, hey

Oh sweet Ruby girl
Mama’s kisses taste like caramel
Meet me Rosita, my precious Carika
Nuthin’s ever gonna, hey, hey, hey

Oh sweet Ruby girl
Put your arms ‘round my neck and ring like a bell
Now my stomach’s tight, and I’m as thirsty as hell
But nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again
Nuthin’s ever gonna be the same again

. . .


When you know what you want
The wind's at your back, yeh, and time's your friend
It'll push you out like the tide, drag you in
And kiss you at the end

When you know what you want
You keep your head up, yeh, you look at the sun
You stop hiding beneath fringes, yeh
The heat it just lingers on and on

Just keep that voice on your shoulder
That steers you out of the corners
That night won't swallow you up
When you know, when you know what you want

When your mind's made up
You wake up with a jump, yeh, your shoulders can drop
You outrun the demons and the cramps
You just leave ‘em chokin’ in your dust

And when you fall down exhausted
You sleep, you don't force the day to cave in
Sleep's there to hug you, caress and to drug you
On it you can depend

So keep that voice on your shoulder
That steers you out of the corners
That night won't swallow you up
When you know, when you know what you want

Yeh keep that voice on your shoulder
That steers you out of the corners
That night won't swallow you up
When you know, when you know what you want

When you know what you want
The wind's at your back, yeh, and time's your friend
It'll push you out like the tide, drag you in
And kiss you at the end
When you know what you want

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