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Journey
01:09
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Journey
(Cardier)
Hold me close and I will tell
How my journey made me see the world so well
And was it worth it after all.
And now I'm home I can see all I've grown to know
Through very different eyes
And know you well, I need journey no more.
And after all is said and done
I was not the only one to go
Drifting far away you know.
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The Darlings Of Market Street
(Cardier)
The darlings of market street go laughingly by
And meet in the marketplace to live out their lives.
Wearing arm-bangles and hair done in tangles,
They'll sell you the world for a smile.
'Cos they'll sell holy on Sunday,
The drinks of the moon
And the whispers for lovers to speak.
And they'll sell goodbyes for lifetimes
And light in the night-time
Every day of the week.
Down come the sparrows round the wheelbarrows.
Dark-eyed children come calling their tunes
And all the bright faces, so like marketplaces,
They'll sell you a welcome or two.
'Cos they'll sell holy on Sunday,
The drinks of the moon
And the whispers for lovers to speak.
And they'll sell goodbyes for lifetimes
And light in the night-time
Every day of the week.
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Oh Dear Saint Peter
02:03
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Oh Dear Saint Peter
(Cardier)
Yahoo! Do-si-do! Clodhoppin’ as we go -
Grandma's hobnail boots are shone -
Pappy's gone trigger-happy with his gun -
Knee-slappin' fiddlers three -
Hey diddle diddle and clappin' free -
Bullet-riddled body on the ballroom floor -
All join hands and dance some more.
Oh dear, Saint Peter.
Don't wait up for me.
Yee-ha! Circle round -
The girls in gowns, up and down -
Uncle stinkin' drunk on pink lemonade -
Promenade, buckle my shoe -
Dancin' to a knuckle-duster tune -
Pantaloons and chinny-chin-chin -
Junior's got a hatchet and a great big grin -
Sashay up and all join in.
Oh dear, Saint Peter.
Don't wait up for me.
Whoops-a-daisy! Allamande right -
Shake her hand, say goodnight -
City fight, ding dong dell -
Bloodshed right where the spotlight fell -
Pretty maids all in a floodlit row -
Do-si-do, winkin' eyes -
Junior's got a shovel and a lovely smile -
All join hands and dance awhile.
Oh dear, Saint Peter.
Don't wait up for me.
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4. |
Lovers Alias Fools
02:32
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Lovers Alias Fools
(Cardier)
Tell me about the man that was me.
How did he see the love hiding?
Did you discover that he was to be
A stranger you'd known all this time?
Tell me, did you say that you were lonely today?
I was anyway. Yes, I was anyway.
And tell me, did you say we never kept to the rules?
But we're only lovers alias fools.
Tell me about the woman I knew.
How she held the clues to my mind.
She's always been the woman in you,
A stranger I've known all this time.
Tell me, did you say that you were lonely today?
I was anyway. Yes, I was anyway.
And tell me, did you say we never kept to the rules?
But we're only lovers alias fools.
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Please Don't Eat The Flowers, Dear.
(Cardier)
You are hardly sad
As the mad howl of night-time all dies down
And the tail of the pale moon slips from view
And your mind frees a skipping child
You once knew.
Please don't eat the flowers, dear.
You may be seen, you may be seen.
If you must eat the flowers, dear.
Eat them secretly,
Dear.
You are so sublime
As the jaws of the morning slowly open
And underneath the teeth of sunshine
You try to find a lifetime
To believe in.
Please don't eat the flowers, dear.
It's just not done, it's just not done.
If you must eat the flowers, dear.
Do it alone,
Dear.
You are a happy kid again
Skipping by the claws of the wilderness
With your doll
But it was violated somewhere along the line
And now even little children seem horned sometimes.
Well, I was a skipping child once too you know.
And there's a crowd of people standing over there.
Well, I don't care. I don't care.
These flowers sure taste sweet today.
Please, lead me away,
Dear.
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6. |
I See A Comedy
02:40
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I See A Comedy
(Cardier)
A jacket of leather, a hat made of feathers,
A blade from a razor, the keys to my car -
I'm going out now, down by the shelter,
Round by the crater, hip-hip-hoorah -
I'm going out now to see my companions
Down in the canyons of streets -
My mind is so scenic but I'm schizophrenic -
I keep looking down at the spit on the ground
At my feet.
I see a comedy, I hear a melody -
Everything seems to be fine -
So put all the latches and all the catches
On the doors and the windows -
We may have a good time.
I got a jacket of leather, a hat made of feathers,
A blade from a razor, the keys to my car -
I'm going out now, down by the shelter,
Round by the crater, hip-hip-hoorah -
I'm going out now to see my lady
Made up in furs, so refined -
She'll say that she likes my knees -
I'll say marry me please -
We'll take off our revolvers and we'll kiss goodnight.
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7. |
Solo
03:10
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Solo
(Cardier)
Solo on your violin -
Hold it underneath your chin
With a hat to put the money in
Down at your feet -
And all along, you thought it was heaven
But it's the city square, a quarter to eleven.
Everyone, everywhere
Will hear it wind into the air -
All around the billboard prayers,
Set your solo free -
Around paradise, second on the right
And miracles, a dollar ninety-nine.
Holy citizen, roll along,
Madonna's got eye make-up on -
And angel's put her lipstick wrong
And still, play as you will -
And time will stand so very still
And play as you will
The crowd thinks it's nice -
And one of them said you looked like Jesus Christ.
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8. |
Butterfly Net
02:58
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Butterfly Net
(Cardier)
I'm just an everyday maniac.
You'll find me laughing round behind your back.
I look so smart in my safari hat.
You bet!
Running around you with my butterfly net.
If you sleep, I will catch your falling zeds
Floating down to the floor around your bed.
If you dream, as your dreams begin to rise
While you sleep,
I'll catch the ones I'd like to keep.
And for your words that hover in the air,
I'll probably reach them standing on a chair.
I'll net a couple before they're gone.
I'll file them all away for later on.
Above your head your thoughts appear to grow.
They curl and glide toward the open window
But I'll be holding my butterfly net
Ready for protection.
I save them all for my collection.
I'm just an everyday maniac.
You'll find me laughing round behind your back.
I look so smart in my safari hat.
You bet!
Running around you with my butterfly net.
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9. |
The Leaves In The Street
02:56
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The Leaves In The Street
(Cardier)
I came in with a grin.
I came on with a song
But I'll go out with a doubt.
That's what it's all about.
For the leaves in the street
Are no more than the people you will meet
In many ways on windy days.
There are those who understand.
There are those who never can.
I'm no military band
Or parade.
But I will save a place
For the windy town
So climb upon my velvet swan
And bring the curtain down.
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The Iridescent Pink Sock Blues
(Cardier)
Well, you gotta slouch around
With your zipper halfway down (on your jacket)
With your jeans on your hips
And a sneer on your lips
And your hair about as high as you can stack it -
You gotta wear your eyebrows low
With your pockets fulla cigarette packets.
Got them iridescent pink sock blues -
Ma, you don't know what hell this is -
My hair don't look like Elvis's!
The iridescent pink sock blues -
From my shiny oily hair
To my shiny pointed shoes, uh huh.
Well, you gotta draw tattoos
On your muscles with a ballpoint pen
(And on your knuckles too!)
And you gotta have your sleeves rolled up so tight
That the tips of your fingers turn blue -
And my collar won't stay up
And my sideburns won't grow down!
Ma, what am I gonna do?
I got them iridescent pink sock blues -
Ma, I don't need babyin',
I wanna be like Fabian!
The iridescent pink sock blues -
From my shiny oily hair
To my shiny pointed shoes, uh huh.
Oh yeah, alright!
Got them extra shiny bright, see 'em in the night,
Phosphorescent, incandescent, iridescent pink sock blues.
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11. |
Anniversary
01:59
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Anniversary
(Cardier)
I remember when we first met -
Let me remind you before I forget.
The moon was up, the sun was down -
I was wearing my sand-shoes
But your wore a gown -
And the following day
You went walking with me -
So I wore my new suit but you,
You were wearing your jeans.
And I suppose that you could say
Things just happened in their usual way -
Remember the flowers that I dropped?
And I did not know what they were -
I never knew what you preferred
But they had ribbons round the top.
Today, we really know each other well -
All I'm thinking - you can tell -
And tomorrow night we'll be going to town
And I'll wear my new suit and you,
You'll be wearing a gown.
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12. |
Calendar
06:24
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Calendar
(Cardier)
In my childhood, was a table
With china dishes and some chairs.
I saw the food set in the places.
I saw some people seated there.
As I grew, I knew the changes.
The truth seemed many years away
And now, I find it all so haunting
Because I was someone else yesterday.
And yet, I find it all so haunting
'Cos years ago a wise man found
That some people would listen to his wisdom
And I can nearly hear him now.
I could be looking over my shoulder
At the calendar of faces I have seen, I have seen.
I could be looking over my shoulder
At the calendar of places I have been, I have been,
Following me.
Put my pictures in a bottle
And I threw it in the sea.
Like many, many times before
Y'know, it kept on drifting back to me.
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13. |
Journey's End
01:18
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Journey's End
(Cardier)
I think you knew all along
That all I'd ever really find
Was all that I had left behind.
What I always had.
After all is said and done
I was not the only one to go
Drifting far away you know.
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Glenn Cardier Sydney, Australia
Post 2000, Glenn Cardier’s re-emergence as a songwriter/performer of real distinction has been nothing short of extraordinary. In typical single-minded fashion, he writes, performs and produces his music. Onstage, there are the trademark flashes of dark humour and thumping rockabilly/blues. But underlying it all are the songs. Happy/sad songs. Sweet/crazy songs. Cardier songs. CDs on the website. ... more
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