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Coming out of Sydney, country music playing
Cursing all of them who stayed
In the city, I own this city
Get drunker than a poet who just got paid
And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open
So that every word I say is true
The words we're shouting while I work it out
In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through
You have to ship my body home, ship my body home
All I ever wanted was to finish what I started
But there's no way I could do it on my own
You have to ship my body home
Driving through the mountains, cutting through the night time
And stopping now and then to wonder why
I left the city, the quiet city
I killed its memory just to watch it die
And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open
So that every word I say is true
The words you're hearing while I make it clear
In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through
You have to ship my body home, ship my body home
All I ever wanted was to finish what I started
But there's no way I could do it on my own
You have to ship my body
Ship my body, ship my body
All I ever wanted was to finish what I started
So ship my body
All I ever wanted was to finish what I started
So ship my body
All I ever wanted was, all I ever wanted was
All I ever wanted once I finished what I started
Was to ship my body home
- Álbum:
- A Mixtape From Ben Lee
- Love is the Great Rebellion
- Ayahuasca: Welcome to the Work
- Miscellaneous
- Deeper Into Dreams
- The Rebirth Of Venus
- Breathing Tornados
- Something To Remember Me By
- Away With The Pixies
- Granpaw Would
- Meet The Real You
- Ripe
- Awake Is The New Sleep
- Hey You. Yes You.
- Grandpaw Would
- Non-Album Releases
- Recovery (Live)
- Awake Is the New Sleep (10th Anniversary Deluxe)
- Were All In This Together
- iTunes Live from Sydney