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Ian Hunter - 23a, Swan Hill
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(ian hunter) (transcribed by justin purington; corrections by colin ford) Wrote this poem Called the floods roll on He said this aint yours, Whered you get it from? You must have stole it from a book, Oh yeah You must have stole it from a book. cause you aint frail You aint beautiful, And I dont fancy you At all. Youd be a ruin If looks could kill 23 a, swan hill Stiff with rage Screaming at the sky Innocence breaks Says she wants to die Im assuming Im alive Oh yeah Im assuming Im alive She pushes and she pulls My legs go weak In fascinating terror The whole world moves And Im standing still In 23a swan hill And its always raining And you never ask why You never give yourself a shot You just sit and watch your life go by Kicking stones At a still life Want to pull it down Slash it slash it There must be some way out here There must be some way out here This aint right There must be more to life Than breaking and entering Doing peoples heads in Alcohol, nicotine Thinking what I might have been You would be a ruin If looks could kill 23 a, swan hill And the whole world moves And Im standing still In 23 a, swan hill And I will And I will And I will And I will In 23 a, swan hill (repeat and fade)
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