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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


Dress Me Slowly (04/30/2001)
04/30/2001
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The train came behind him like a shot from a gun in yer sleep
And just for a second he forgot what to do with his feet
The photo creases dug in to his chest 'til they cut
And sweet Lily Langtry whispered his name through the dust

So it's out with the older one and in with the new
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes

Champagne heels are gonna dig a golden hole in the dirt
So keep your guns in your jackets I'm sending you out with a curse
Keeping the law from the Pecos to the Rio Grande
And sweet Lily Langtry whispered his name through the sand

So it's out with the older one and in with the new
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes

He heard her name call
As the Texas wind blows
From ten thousand miles away
To the cactus that frames her face

So it's out with the older one and in with the new
Here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes
Ah here comes the judge in somebody else's shoes

. . .


Got a kiss on the neck from a mornin' cartoon
Pullin' out the knot, I just can't lose
Grabbin' my shoulder, turned out the night
Like a smile after you've cried

The lady out walkin' with her popcorn pup
To get out and smoke before her husband wakes up
Eyes to the asphalt, plastic bag hands
Just get on outta there, just get away from that man

Well I'm all thumbs and toes
With the way that it comes and the way that it goes

(Get up, get up)
I gotta loosen this load
(Get up, get up)
Get some fire in my throat
(Get up, get up)

See the man in the corner tryin' to make em all smile
And missin' the one who matters all the while
And she'll beat him senseless but he just can't see
It aint for the crowd that you bleed

So be good to your barkeep man
Its more than yer drink, he's got his hand
Can see that your nervous and it shits him to tears
Yeah he just don't want to wait and he don't care about your band

Well I'm all thumbs and toes
With the way that it comes and the way that it goes

(Get up, get up)
I gotta loosen this load
(Get up, get up)
And put some fire in my throat
(Get up, get up)

I need a life dedicated
not this endless parading
Help me, alright

(Get up, get up)
Yeah I gotta loosen this load
(Get up, get up)
And get some fire in my throat
(Get up, get up)

I want a life dedicated
not this endless parading
Help me, alright

I need to do more, but I aint been sleeping
For the longest time
For the longest time
For the longest time

If I could live for one day without being sorry I know
One day without being sorry, I know
One day without being sorry, I know
One day without being sorry

. . .


Hey you
Put your chewing gum in my fist
And pass the last over of your drink
I've known you long enough to know
Yeah I'm in deep and it shows
I met her on grand final day
And from sixteen thousand miles away
Yeah I knew
I was in trouble deep past me boots

You think it's so hard
Alone in the world
Yeah well just try keeping up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl

So I strayed (keep your head in the sky)
Til my fingers all burnt in a sneeze (leaving nothing behind)
And I'm holding by the skin of my teeth
She got me grinning like a karaoke king
Without a clue on how the thing begins
And that's where the hell I'll reside
In between the width of her smile
So if you spy me just let it be
I'm far beyond what you knew of me

You think it's so hard
Alone in the world
Yeah well just try keeping up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl

You're never alone
It's you against the world
You're the uninvited oyster next to the pearl
The best lesson I learned

Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Me, keep up with that beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl
Keepin' up with a beautiful girl

Keepin' up with a beautiful girl [x4]

. . .


I woke up with a war in my head,
An old man's grumble,
And an extra space in the bed,
And if ol' John Prine can't sing the next line,
Bout something that can make me smile.

Gonna have be content,
To stare at yer baby photos til it makes some sense,
And were you ever mine anyway?
Speak up as I drop away.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times,
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done.

I fell for you like a dog from a tree,
Keep a straight stitched face,
As the ground makes a bed for me,
I keep my eye where I fell, sends no replies.

You can run so long from sadness,
That you're never at home for the fun,
I cant make excuses,
For the short hand abuses,
Thank God it ain't a Sunday night.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burnt six thousand minds, sorry for all times,
I just can't add up the sums to find the damage we've done.

I wrote down what I think on the head of a matchstick,
Wrote it all short and sweet, all that made sense to me,
Burning out in the lights, sorry for all times,
I just can't see how it comes,
the damage we've done,
the damage we've done,
the damage we've done.

. . .


Give me a call
When yer strung out or when you're bored
Been so long and heavy
But now you think I'm ready
Lean on me, lean on me
Give it a try, it won't hurt
Leave it with the papers and the capers and the dirt

Had a friend who died today
Got a long distance call
Who knows what or when or how
But what I'd do to see his face now
Lean on me, lean on me
Wham bam, Doug Sahm
Get my brains from a garden plant

You ain't got the truth in the line
Stick with the ones who never
Get put out by the fire

I never was one for pictures yeah
You could hang up on the wall
Start 'em up here in my head
Wait for them to fall
Let's go get wrong, real real gone
Raise a toast to the Polaroid ghost
And let some water fall

You ain't got the truth in the line
Stick with the ones who never
Get put out by the fire

. . .


You drive me to drink
But I'm in for the whole trip I promise
You won't go out with the drunk on the road
Or use yer fork to search for the toast
Girl I ain't easy
And any ass could see
But I can't believe
Just watcha doin' to me

I'm falling this way and I
I'm stumbling over there but I
Can't believe watcha doin' to me
The sweetest sound yeah
To knock this lightweight down but I
I can't believe watcha doin to me

Shake my trunk
And I wake like from a three day drunk
As my branches hit the ground
I'm finally comin around
Bury me deep in my
Oh my wedding shoes
Lay me flash
Just fifty bucks cash it's the
One day I never wanna lose

I'm falling this way and I
I'm stumbling over there but I
Can't believe watcha doin' to me
The sweetest sound yeah
To knock this lightweight down but I
I can't believe watcha doin to me

I'm falling this way and I
I'm stumbling over there but I
Can't believe watcha doin' to me
The sweetest sound yeah
To knock this lightweight down but I
I can't believe watcha doin to me
I never felt so jealous or felt so alive
I feel like I could run
I feel like I could die
I can't believe watcha doin' to me
I can't believe watcha doin' to me

. . .


Get the lead on out 'coz it's my round
And I punched the van 'coz I lost the sound
And then I fell on down, oh yeah
I ain't old enough to have walked the line
But I've circled this room for the twenty fifth time

For a fortunate son I'm such a jealous guy
Got a bone to pick I dunno why
A bottle o' wine and Patsy Cline
But what would I do with a satisfied mind
Hey hey yours for ten
I fell on down I'm gonna do it again

What I gave away and what I left behind
Swallowed history like a five an' dine
And then I fell on down oh yeah
Y'all knew the guy he was the king of the kids
Threw his trophies to the sky as he jumped from the bridge yeah

For a fortunate son I'm such a jealous guy
Got a bone to pick I dunno why
A bottle o' wine and Patsy Cline
But what would I do with a satisfied mind
Hey hey yours for ten
I fell on down I'm gonna do it again

And if you're looking for the guy who can see
With some of these damn apologies
A bottle o' wine and Patsy Cline
But what would I do with a satisfied mind

Hey hey yours for ten
I fell on down I'm gonna do it again
Hey hey your foot down
I fell on down I'm gonna do it again
Hey hey get on up
I fell on down I'm gonna do it again
A bottle o' wine and Patsy Cline
But what would I do with a satisfied mind
Oh yeah
What would I do?

. . .


I just don't know how to talk to you
There aint much that I want to get through
Just stare at you in silence thats okay
Like a dog outside your window in the rains
You're horse mounts so high that I can't see
The distance that I fall each time you leave
Without the sentences that keep you quiet
And stop me at the line

So go on out in that heat so familiar
Just go on and bring some sun back with you
Bring some sun back with you yeah
Go on out and bring some sun back with you yeah

Could you give me just a minute of me needs
You've seen me at my worst in its degrees
The garbage growing deep around my toes
Got nothing going for me but my nose
I got a thing going with old Jesus Christ
He keeps me up from sleeping straight at night
And I need to tell you something about the baggage
If I can find the language

Cos she walks like a cello in good vibrations
metered and deadly til I can't help but cave in
Bring some sun back with you yeah
Go on out and bring some sun back with you yeah

I'm speaking rhythms and rhymes
and meters and times that I should understand
but this big old tongue
should have stoped not begun
Thats why I do not what I say
That stuff can't give me away

So go on out in that heat so familiar
Just be sure to bring the sun back with you
bring some sun back with you yeah
bring some sun back with you yeah
bring some sun back with you yeah

. . .


Well who'd of thought and who could know?
that time was ever gonna go this darn slow
And she's late and you just don't know
if you're ever gonna get on through this year alone

It was the way she put her hand on her hip
the sparkle in her eye
but you wonder if its gonna be there all the time

Leaves they fall
you know you're never gonna sweep em all
And weeds they grow
and peeking out all through the grass and snow

And he's a fake yeah
from his smile to the tatts right there on his toes
But you're just not sure if you're ever
gonna get through this year alone
he don't hold your hand just when you need
and you're sure that twinkle in his eye
aint just there for you

but you can't ignore that
he sure looks like your dad
When can still look straight at night
When he tucks you in and kisses your belly
and strokes your hair so you just don't cry

Leaves they fall
you know you're never gonna sweep em all
And weeds they grow
and peeking out all through the grass and snow

You sure wish you knew who was on the halfback flank
about twenty years
when you took those flags onback to back
Would sure make the stand offs and make more sense
If you could stand toe to toe
and who took the bench
But not this silent treatment
that leaves you wondering if this baby's heaven sent

It was the way she put her hand on her hip
the sparkle in her eye
but you wonder if it's gonna be there all the time

Leaves they fall
you know that you can never sweep em all
And weeds they grow
and peeking out all through the grass and snow

. . .


Been living underwater but I sure dug the sea
But no-one could hear me out when I leant back to scream

Coming through the shelves to live in the dirt
To keep from the sun, to keep from getting hurt
Gettin' gone

You got a lot to learn
Ahh got a lot to learn from getting
Gone gone gone

Been feeding on contributions from the folks on the bridge
Throw the scraps on out when they need a trip

So I flap my tail and give a high-pitched squeak
Just so they could leave me in between the rocks to sleep
Gettin' gone

I wasted so much time that I
Oh wouldn't swap the line of getting
Gone gone gone
You got a lot to learn
Ahh got a lot to learn from getting
Gone gone gone

I don't know where the sadness starts
'Coz I'm so happy I could die
Just give me long enough to live
Yeah an' it's only when I fly

I wasted so much time that I
Oh wouldn't swap the line of getting
Gone gone gone
You got a lot to learn
Ahh got a lot to learn from getting
Gone gone gone

. . .


Sugar sit a while
come and rest your feet
Its been a long long while
since you were been close to me

Lets polish of a few
Underneath the sky
Its pulling all its faces
You wanna stand real quiet
and see just what it brings
we've been running too much
need to miss out on a few things

If we just get it on
Tease and treat me wrong
Birds do it
Bees do it
Drop right down to my knees to do it
Just get me on my feet again
Get me on my feet again

Swinging like a tire
Princess off the beat
Telephone wires with all
Explode at your feet

I'm running out of blood
But i'm never cold
But I need to jump those fences
Holding neath the show
Cos I see just what I need
So drag this boy on over
Let him fall real deep

If we just get it on
Tease and treat me wrong
Birds do it
Bees do it
Drop right down to my knees to do it
Just get me on my feet again
Get me on my feet again

Sugar I'm a mess
But its where I wanna be
I wanna burn out with a smile
That cuts right through my teeth

Everyone gets rained
Rained on just the same
But lately its been soaking
Us right to the veins
And we're running out of time
So drag this boy on over
And keep him til its light

Can we just get it on
Tease and treat me wrong
Them birds do it
Them bees do it
Drop right down to my knees to do it
Just get me on my feet again
Just get me on my feet again
Just get me on my feet again
Get me on my feet again

. . .


Walks like a crooked tooth
And sleeps with a Dexedrine smile
Keeps finding the holes where old memory can go
And wash it down liquefied

Keep that old door swinging
'Cause you can be the freeloader
When it's closing time
When it's closing time

What you gonna do? It's nothing to see
But something's got you down on your knees
I'm crawling through the dirt to see where it hurts
And it ain't falling down by degrees
I think I'm gonna die
From trying to kick a hole in the sky

Your walls are plastered with ham-fist drunks
And fagans wrapped in denim and smoke
So tell me what chance did you happen to dance
With the step that kicked your feet in the boat?

Loose band on the radio
All static and clashin' a hob-nailed hint
You're never losing ground
It's just the way it sounds

What you gonna do? It's nothing you see
But something's got you down on your knees
I'm crawling through the dirt to see where it hurts, yeah
And it ain't falling down by degrees
I think I'm gonna die
From trying to kick a hole in the sky
Trying to kick a hole in the sky
Trying to kick a hole in the sky
Trying to kick a hole in the sky

You cover me like the sunshine kisses the day
But a pulse starts in my gut now
And it's gonna make us pay

What you gonna do? It's nothing to see
But something's got you down on your knees
I'm crawling through the dirt to see where it hurts
And it ain't falling down by degrees
I think I'm gonna die
From trying to kick a hole in the sky
Trying to kick a hole in the sky
Trying to kick a hole in the sky
From trying to kick a hole in the sky
Oh, bring it on!

. . .


I'm sweatin' bullets for breakfast
Slipping outta my range
Another night on a meathook
Just tryin' to pickle my brain
Why the hell are you running
And what are you standing for
A lightweight with the baggage
Slung out the door

So roll us on up in shrink-wrap
It sounds like a good place to hide
'Coz heads an' tails it's a night on
We'll be there 'til the end of the line

I asked out the back
To find a word in a cloud
Told me something that I already knew
Now if you're waiting for luck
To come and touch you up
You better wear yourself a good-lookin' suit
Don't you come around asking
Coz I ain't got an answerin' mind
I'm gonna get real damn familiar
With something with ice

So set us on up in the corner
And throw over that bottle 'o wine
Coz heads and tails it's a night on
We'll be there till the end of the line
We'll be there till the end of the line
We'll be there till the end of the line
Don't expect us now to understand
Or trust in the way that it feels
Chasin' up the coins into the ocean
And choppin' up the carriages to fight the locomotion alright

I had a win in Kansas
A birthday in North Albany
The most ungrateful tourist
You ever dragged an old friend to see

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