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Exorcising Ghosts (1984)
1984
1.
2.
Swing (on vinyl release only)
3.
4.
5.
A Foreign Place (on vinyl release only)
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
Taking Islands In Africa (Steve Nye Remix on vinyl release only)
11.
12.
Sons Of Pioneers (on vinyl release only)
13.
Voices Raised In Welcome, Hands Held In Prayer (on vinyl release only)
14.
15.
Talking Drum (Edited Version)
16.
The Art Of Parties (Extended Version)
. . .


Here's a new design
The cut and style you know so well
Spins across the floor

It's the same routine
Just one last word before you go
Why sould I ask for more?

Then out of the the blue
You are here by me

(Moving) - Taking my chance
(Learning) - Methods of dance
Methods of dance

It's such a price to pay
You sense the doubt inside my mind
But never ask me why

No second chances now
I could be sure if I were to live
At your spped of life

(Moving) - Taking my chance
(Learning) - Methods of dance
Methods of dance

(Moving) - Taking my chance
(Learning) - Methods of dance
Methods of dance

. . .


Tell me when the work is done
Tell me when the day is through
And I'll drive safely inside my car
Taking islands in Africa

Shout if someone gets too near
I'll know just what I ought to do
And I'll arrive safely in my car
Taking islands in Africa

Now your feet are back on the ground again
She'll say the weather's dim
But relax my love
Relax and swing

Things you say are not too clear
I'm someone you'll neither know nor care
But I'll sit here and watch from afar
Taking islands in Africa

Now your feet are back on the ground again
She'll say the weather's dim
But relax my love
Relax and swing

(Whisper in the wind)

. . .


Now there's a girl about town
I'd like to know
I'd like to slip away with you
And if you said you love me
How could I mind?
Is there another side to everything you do?

Take in the country air, you'll never win

Gentlemen take polaroids
They fall in love, they fall in love

Breathe life into me
Spin me around
And I'll just sit and wonder why
It's just a foreign town with a foreign mind
Why is everything so cut and dry?

The taste of country air, you'll never know

Gentlemen take polaroids
They fall in love, they fall in love

Take in the country air, you'll never win

Gentlemen take polaroids
They fall in love, they fall in love

. . .


Boys, now the times are changing
The going could get rough
Boys, would that ever cross your mind?
Boys, are you contemplating moving out somewhere?
Boys, will you ever find the time?

Here we are stranded
Somehow it seems the same
Beware, here comes the quiet life again

Boys, now the country's only miles away from here
Boys, do you recognize the signs?
Boys, when these driving hands push against the tracks
Boys, it's too late to wonder why

Here we are stranded
Somehow it seems the same
Beware, here comes the quiet life again

As you turn to leave
Never looking back
Will you think of me?
If you ever, could it ever stop?

. . .

A Foreign Place

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. . .


Could I ever explain this feeling of love?
It just lingers on
The fear in my heart that keeps telling me
Which way to turn

We'll wander again
Our clothes they are wet
We shy from the rain
Longing to touch all the places we know we can hide
The width of a room that can hold so much pleasure inside

Here am I alone again
A quiet town where life gives in
Here am I just wondering
Nightporters go
Nightporters slip away

I'll watch for a sign
And if I should ever again cross your mind
I'll sit my room and wait until nightlife begins
And catching my breath, we'll both brave the weather again

Here am I alone again
The quiet town where life gives in
Here am I just wondering
Nightporters go
Nightporters slip away

. . .


I never wanted to be on my own
I could be wrong
But I slipped away from home
And now I'm gone

Well, way down south
They're haveing minor ups and downs
But they are moving on ahead
In leaps and bounds

Why, boy, they're playing our song
Outside where no-one can hear
Why, boy, they're playing our song
At the start of my new career

Well it's a different walk of life
That I've come to know
Because at every port of call comes a time to go

Well they say down south
The sun won't set on my home town
It's just driving in this heat
That gets me down

Why, boy, they're playing our song
Outside where no-one can hear
Why, boy, they're playing our song
At the start of my new career

I could never hurt anyone
Least of all you

Why, boy, they're playing our song
Outside where no-one can hear
Why, boy, they're playing our song
At the start of my new career

. . .


Well it's been a long time
How should I feel?
What can I say?
With fantastic stories
You present yourself
In different ways
Some particular places
Remembered so well
Are hard to forget
We've travelled so far now
Then we were young
Hard to impress

But she comes and goes
The other side of life
Sheltering only
The other side of life

These single occasions
We seem to share
Stumble and fall
If you could remember to wave
A sign of life my way

But she comes and goes
The other side of life
Sheltering only
The other side of life

. . .


I'm walking young and strong
But just a little too thin
I may be happy,
But I don't have a clue to this life
In my mind

Stay with me
We could learn to fight
Like every good boy should
Cling to me
We are blacked-out
In visions of China tonight

I'm building heroes again
I never thought of before
I remember the fashion
But don't have a clue
To this life
In my mind

Stay with me
We could learn to fight
Like every good boy should
Cling to me
We are blacked-out
In visions of China tonight

We walk backwards, say nothing
My visions of China
We're young and strong in this party
We're building/ living our visions of China

. . .


Taking islands in Africa
Watch the slow boat hit and run

Outside there's a world waiting
I'll take it all by storm
And when the sunset finds me
I'm coming home

Taking islands in Africa
Watch the slow boat hit and run

Every day the sun beats down
I pull away from shore
The wind blows hard into my sails
Now I know I'm out of touch
And times they could get tough
But I'll move on so how could I fail?

Taking islands in Africa
Watch the slow boat hit and run

When the evening fires burn
The daylight dead and gone
With you beside me we can run

Outside there's a world waiting
I'll take it all by storm
And when the sunset finds me
I'm coming home

Taking islands in Africa
Watch the slow boat hit and run
Every day the sun beats down
I pull away from shore
The wind blows hard into my sails...

. . .


When the room is quiet
The daylight almost gone
It seems there's something I should know
Well I ought to leave but the rain it never stops
And I've no particular place to go

Just when I think I'm winning
When I've broken every door
The ghosts of my life blow wilder than before
Just when I thought I could not be stopped
When my chance came to be king
The ghosts of my life blew wilder than the wind

Well I'm feeling nervous
Now I find myself alone
The simple life's no longer there
Once I was so sure
Now the doubt inside my mind
Comes and goes but leads nowhere

Just when I think I'm winning
When I've broken every door
The ghosts of my life blow wilder than before
Just when I thought I could not be stopped
When my chance came to be king
The ghosts of my life blew wilder than the wind

. . .


Sometimes I feel I've been here forever
Sometime ago
Sometimes we sense the doubt together
Sometimes alone

I'm tired but we won't sleep at all
even though the air is calm
Something here and something warm
something cuts the scars inside tonight

Sons of pioneers are hungry men

Every voice I hear sounds so familiar
Every song I know
Still there's been no change in the weather
But sometime we'll have to go

I'm tired but we won't sleep at all
even though the air is calm
Something here and something warm
something cuts the scars inside tonight

Sons of pioneers are hungry men

. . .

Voices Raised In Welcome, Hands Held In Prayer

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. . .


I see nothing
And I hear everything
In my building

. . .


I hear a voice
I hear a sound
But nothing plays on my mind
I take the car
I travel 'round
But nothing stays on my mind

What do you do when things go wrong?
I'm winning
In the heart of the bushland

But now I'm scared
Now I'm lost in love
All these things were never done
Your burning bridge
My talking drum
Now we're too late for heaven

My talking drum
My talking drum

What do you do when things go wrong?
I'm winning
In the heart of the bushland

. . .


Once I was young
Once I was smart
Now I'm living on the edge of my nerves
The things we said weren't quite so tough
When we were young

Well I'm burning
I'm burning buildings
I'm building...this time

For the art of parties
Under heavy weather
The art of parties
I'm burning...burning

I'm living
I'm living my life
I'm living
This time

The wind blew through my hair
Once I was young
I'd shelter from the sun
Once I was smart
We lived on the strength of our nerves
When we were young

Well I'm burning
I'm burning buildings
I'm building...this time

. . .


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