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One, two, three
Sure was a hell of a mistake I made
But I sure am glad that I made it
No way for a grown man to behave
More the act of a teen opportunist
I stand accused of losing my head
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
I can sense trouble just around the bend
And it's all been my kind of [Incomprehensible]
I can't carry on with all this pretense
When it's clear that my love has been fading
I stand accused of the things I said
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
Brighter thrill has come along
We sit so high on the city walls
Our tears wash clean the cobblestones
It's not so much that the thrill is gone
Just a cleaner, sweeter, brighter thrill has come along
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- Civil Dusk
- Departures
- Tea & Sympathy
- Miscellaneous
- Wish You Well
- Wish You Well (International Version)
- iTunes Session
- Departures (Deluxe)
- Battleships
- The 20th Anniversary Byron Bay Bluesfest
- Tea & Sympathy (Bonus Track)
- Ned Kelly
- Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 13
- Sunday Sounds
- Cannot Buy My Soul: The Songs of Kev Carmody
- KFOG: Live From The Archives 14
- Pure Acoustic (disc 1)
- So Fresh: The Hits of Spring 2006
- Coastal Chill 07
- Songs From the 100 Best Australian Albums