THE WHITLAMS:- Eternal Nightcap                 [saybek's Waxing Lyrical]

The Tracks:

(1) No Aphrodisiac
(2) Buy Now Pay Later
(3) Love is Everywhere
(4) You Sound Like Louis Burdett
(5) Melbourne
(6) Where's the Enemy?
(7) Charlie No.3
(8) Life's a Beach
(9) Tangled Up in Blue
(10) Laugh in Their Faces
(11) Charlie No. 1
(12) Up Against the Wall
(13) Band on Every Corner

The Lyrics:

(1) No Aprohrodisiac

A letter to you on a cassette
`Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth beauty and a picture of you

You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth beauty and a picture of you

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth truth beauty fame boredom and a bottle of pills

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile
Truth youth beauty fame boredom and a picture of you
A letter to you on a cassette
No you shouldn't leave me alone
Forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day
With a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renee
Tired teacher twenty-eight seeks regular meetings for masculine muscular
nappy-clad brutal breeding
While his wife rough-wrestles with a puppy all aquiver on a wine-soaked
strobe-lit Asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness
There's no aphrodisiac quite like it
Truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence impunity and a
picture of you
I got a video set-up me love you short time she pay me suck his finger with
some fine wine



(2) Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2)

Charlie you're not my Charlie anymore you're screwing it up
You're killing your soul with an audience looking on
If I hadn't left early last night, I would have made a speech to you
How you're not the only one you're going to hurt

If you don't believe me I don't believe in you

Makes it all feel better does it?
Makes you feel like heaven does it?

You loved it and you spent accordinglt
You can't afford it now
You'll try and you'll fail
And love it like a little dog
And feed it on the scraps you find
And kiss it while you're still asleep

You buy now and pay later

So where's the problem you can ask if your head up
But the road is long and you're feeling asleep at the wheel
Here's a girl going crazy about you and I'm not far behind
Can you care about your friends anymore?

You buy now and pay later


(3) Love is Everywhere

Love is everywhere, I don't want to bend down and pick it up
Love is everywhere, a shocking week but can Sunday bail me out
Love is everywhere, I want to sit here and hear the sound of that thing

What can an elfin do, but on a kettle for you?
Leave your mother in the cupboard, the writing's on the wall
I'm not coming back here no anymore

Take it all from me, I don't want it
Love is everywhere, I don't want to bend down and pick it up
Love is everywhere, I might just sit here and look around

Watching the day go by, putting all your eggs in the sky
Catch a bus and read a poem, looke around there's no-one home
I think that I might stay here for quite a while

Love is everywhere, my mum's got a new boyfriend and I like the man
Take it all form me, je ne veux pas coucher avec toi ce soir
Love is everywhere, I want to sit here and hear the sound of that thing


(4) You Sound Like Louis Burdett

Had a little bit tod rink. There's a little thing I want at a do out East.
Nothing too emotional, my good miss, I couldn't be serious in a room full
of jack-knife eyes. Stop talking `bout the years - you sound like Louis
Burdett.

And we roll on to my backshed, play some poker, scratch my head. Look at
the sky and spot the planes, where would I go on holidays? Roll with the
punches, down the aisles, and down the street the weeks roll by.

I'm chewing ice and grinning, I'm spewing up and spinning, it's
billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen. Hey you, lose that
friend before we go anywhere. What? Someone might see you alone? Stop
baggin' out the band, `cause you sound like Louis Burdett.

All my friends are fuck-ups but they're fun to have around, banana chairs
out on the concrete, telling stories to the stars  how Gemini's love Wooden
Dragons, and how down the street the weeks roll by.

The moment the night wears off, the bombsite reappers.
They're all asleep but the morning tastes like wine,
it tastes like wine in Tempe.
I feel so good I just might wake him up,
Pat him on the bald head - tell me about a dream Louis, something obscene
Louis, your life's an open magazine Louis.

I'm stoned in a bookshop, sober in a nightclub, sex is everywhere but
nowhere `round me. By the time she gets to Marrickville we'll be
masturbating. It never rains in Tempe but the planes remind me of family
money and the lack down here. Stop talking frustrated, `cause I sound like
Louis Burdett.

Most of my friends are very fruity indeed, such fun to have around. Terror,
like charity, begins at home.  Chris don't like madness, but madness likes
him. He's got a finger in his chest saying how it should have been.


(5) Melbourne

She paints pictures on the wall
She eats all of the garden
And has an aversion to conviction
She calls her dog "the bear"

In love with this girl
And with her twon as well
Walking `round the rainy city
What a pity there's things to do at home

She paints pictures on the wall
I awake to see the feelings from the night before
She eats all of the garden, it's a jungle out there
And we won't return by dawn

If I had three lives
I'd marry her in two
I'm dreaming of a time
That we sit when the music stops

She has an aversion to conviction
She's more confused than ever
Won't pay her fines and wonders when the cops will get her
She calls her dog "the bear"
And walks me with him to the corner
In her pyjamas


(6) Where's the Enemy?

He thinks it's best to criticize his own kind
An animal of greed, best to sew that social seed
I thought by my thoughts all would come clear to me
Yeah I can shoot a gun, maybe I should join the army

Is there a quiet place to lie?
Maybe watch this all go by
Wonder how can we survive
Wasting energy, where's the enemy?

I'd soldier on and walk the curcy line so straight
But I would fall behind, amybe I am not so blinded
You talk of so much pity that is self-related
Blaming not yourself, said the fault lies somewhere else

Repeared when the feeling's high
I wish it all could just rely
On the depth of you and I
Wasting energy, where's the enemy?


(7) Charlie No.3

He'll need some time ot get over this
But a moment is all he can spare
His buddies out there in the city's lights
And he is trying to care

See him offering himself to the world
Staring down from the fifty-sixth floor
I'd be happy just to catch him again
We go out we don't always come back

The night pressing in on his weary mind
There's a half-eaten moon in the sky
Nothing is calling him back to bed
And no-one is saying goodbye

See him offering himself to the world
Staring down from the fifty-sixth floor
He's not happy it's the weekend again
We go out because we go
Back and back...


(8)Life's a Beach

Burning all the photos, sorting through the clothes
You brought this new for me and now it's full of holes
Remember babytalk in the morning
What's the hurry my girl?
You don't need any coffee if you take the day off school

We're all over and I'm all over town
We've got work here tearing it down

You know it's quicker packing for a holiday
`Cause I'd see these things again
I loved you in this T-shirt of mine
You can have it - it say's "Life's a Beach"

There's a beach umbrella, couple lying in the sun
And for once in my life it's not the people from the suburbs
It's me's got it wrong

On through the evening and into the dawn
Journey me, journey me
Where love keeps on

Burning all the photos, they have a habit of mocking a single man
I'm keeping the first one, we're not even holding hands

We're all over and I'm all over town
We've got work here tearing it down

There's a beach umbrella, couple lying in the sun
And for once in my life it's not the people from the suburbs
It's me's got it wrong


(9) Tangled Up in Blue

Early one morning the sun was shining
I was lying in bed
I was wondering if she had changed at all
If her hair was still red
And her folks they'd said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like mamma's home made dress
Papa's bank book wasn't big enough
And she was standing on the side of the road
As rain is falling on my shoes
I'm heading out for the old east coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues
Getting through - tangled up in blue

And she was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
So we drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on the dock's that night
Both agreeing it was best

And she turned around and looked at me
As I was walking away
I hear her say over my shoulder
"We're gonna meet again someday on the avenue"
We got tangled up in blue

So I had a job in the great north woods
Working for a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was lucky enough to be employed
Working for a while on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while, I was alone
The past was close behind me
I seen a lot of women but she never escaped my mind
Yeah, I just grew - Tangled up in blue

She was working in a topless place
And I just stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear
Then later on, as the crowd thinned out,
I was just about to do the same
She was standing me at the back of my chair sayin'
"Tell me, don't I know your name"
I noticed something under the breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy when she went to tie the lace on my
shoe
We got tangled up in blue

So she lit the burner on the stove
and offered me a pipe
"I thought you would never say a note" she said
you looked like the silent type
Then she opened up a book of poems
Handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet in the 13th century
And every one of those words rang true
Felt like burning coals
It's pouring off of every page
Like as it did in my soul
From me to you
Tangled up in blue

And now I live with them in Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafe's at night
A revolution in the air
Turned finally into dealing with slaves
`Til the inside of him died
She had to sell everything they owned
And froze up inside

And finally as the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on, keeping on like a bird that flew
We got tangled up in blue

Well now I'm going back again
Gotta get to her somehow
All the people that we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians,
Some are carpenter's wives
We don't know how this got started
Don't know what we'd do with our lives
Me, I'm still on the road,
Heading for another joint
We didn't always see the same
And we started from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue
               

(10) Laugh in Their Faces

We fall into old habits
And talk about giving it up after getting right on
Letter to your mother say's you're doing everything you can
And I'm gald she won't get the joke

You're as free as a ten year old
With a room of your very own
Doesn't matter at all what all those people say at home
With your good humour you're a hero

And you can stop them dragging you down
They've got nothing better to do
Sometimes you've got to laugh in their faces

It doesn't matter if your guitar is in hock
It doesn't matter if you owe us all a lot
`Cause you're getting happier by the mintue
And they wouldn't have a clue about what it's like to be lazy when you've
got too much to do


(11) Up Against the Wall

To think it was going so well
We'd go out at night come home and fight like hell
Good fights about big things
You know just pushing around in the dark

To think I was scared to open the box
New love on the doorstep isn't it funny there's nothing on how it works
Go on have a look inside
You won't know what you did without it

Well you slept
You met interesting people
And you slept with them
I'm up against the wall now

Hotel room, a silent phone
A packet of fags, a bottle of wine, a suitcase you call your own
When the darkness comes from the inside out
And even the barmen are pricks

Vitriol, the cigarettes
A long night of thinking and the search for the best vignettes
Yeah well it was good wasn't it
Then it got bad

Some say love it only comes once in a lifetime
Well once is enough for me
She was one in a million
So there's five more just in New South Wales

There's a show on the television now
A man in the jungle with monkeys, he's saying we've come so far
Yeah well it's news to me
I'd better go and evolve now

To think it was going so well
We'd go out at night come home and fight like hell
Good fights about big things
Like "who wrote the book on men?"
Well it was me

I'm up against the wall now
And I'm afraid to say I must fail her


(12) Charlie No.1

We've seen her type before
Sandals and the hair
They fall in love with big dumb boys
And we sit and stare

So we walk the long way home
Glasses in our hands
When the last of the ice is eaten
Throw them as far as we can

There's a problem
There's no sleepy girl to wrap you in her loving arms

There's a lizard on the doorstep
And there is music in my head

We put the world on hold
Two young men growing old
We talk of years like lost weekends
And the harbour shrugs

Because friends are getting fewer
And we vow life will be fuller
But if the last of our dreams is broken
We'll walk the same way home

There's a gold star on your forehead
But there is trouble up ahead

Charlie what'll become of us?
I had my dreams for both of us

You might be unworthy
But you remember what I remember
And that's enough to care
You don't fall of the rails


(13) Band on Every Corner

Well there's a band on every corner
But I'm not in one
I hat threee out of every four of them
But I haven't got a gun
I was ten hours asleep
But I stayed in my room
I forgot to remember
What I wanted to do

As the glare turns to twilight
My thoughts turn to food
Yeah and of what the hell happened
To the girl in the nude
Ah she gave me a pill
She said it helped her in bed
When I lay down beside her
Couldn't even raise my head

What a fool am I
`Cause my dream was so bright
But I'm drowning in the city
With no saviour in sight

Well this night I'll go walking
Like the truth it's so near
I'll be back I imagine
To the boys and to the beer
There's a hole in my belly
I try and fill it with food
So i order a pizza
And the pizza-maker is rude

Lady in the jacket
Is looking just how I feel
So I sigh in my corner
And I ask for the bill

There's a band on every corner 
But I'm not in one
I hate three out of every four of them
But I haven't got a gun
There's a band on every corner
I only play in my room
Where the filth is familiar
And the piano's in tune

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