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Everybodyâs got themselves a plan
Everybody thinks theyâll be the man, including the girls
The musicians who lack the friends to form a band are singer-songwriters
The rest of us are DJâs or official club photographers
And tonight Iâm playing another Nambucca show
So Iâm going through my phonebook
Texting everyone I know
And I quite a few I donât
whose numbers found their way into my phone
But they might come along anyway
You never really know
None of this is going anywhere
Pretty soon weâll all be old,
And no one left alive will really care
About our glory days,
when we sold our souls
But if youâre all about the destination,
And take a fucking flight
Weâre going nowhere slowly
But weâre seeing all the sights
And weâre definitely going to hell
But weâll have all the best stories to tell
And I'mndefinitely going to hell
But Iâll have all the best stories to tell
- Album:
- Mittens EP
- Positive Songs for Negative People
- THE THIRD THREE YEARS
- Tape Deck Heart
- Losing Days
- Miscellaneous
- England Keep My Bones
- Poetry Of The Deed
- Love Ire & Song
- Ten for Ten
- Poetry Of The Deed (Deluxe Edition)
- Spotify Sessions [Live From Spotify Austin (Curated by...
- Spotify Live EP
- Mittens
- Least Of All Young Caroline
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 6: Summer In The City
- Poetry of the Deed (Bonus Track Version)
- Poetry of the Deed (Deluxe Version)
- The Road
- Positive Songs for Negative People (Deluxe)