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Cold Chisel Miscellaneous One Long Day City life is closing in on me The way things go, thirty years, Bus timetable'll be my elergy Up at seven every working day Pay comes in, pay goes out It's a week-by-week charade General panic in the marketplace Boss found hung in office Could not stand the pace And as the peak-hour traffic jams below Someone gets the story, somebody spread the rumour People come and go Wandered down along the river last night Call me romantic, I say I couldn't sleep Until the first-light struck me down Padding homeward on the inside lane Early morning, freeway's cool and quiet Dodging rubber stains People talking in a seaside bar I ain't sentimental, but Lord Sometimes I get that gypsy urge to travel far You know I'll disappear some long weekend Find a mangrove landscape Stretch out along some busted jetty And forget who I am You go to move You got to go You go to be somebody You got to roll You got to stop You got to change You got to make a little money And be a little strange And one long day Is all it takes to steal her heart away One long night And it's allright, you've done it again Soft, low words And slender ladies, beneath the cafe fans One long day Layed by dreams Cotton dresses, a Spanish border town Dreams so far From the subway, the crowds heading home Close each day In technicolor, a million miles away One long night and you're alone Meanwhile City ways Life goes creeping on Sometimes I get the blues |
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