We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Goodnight Boys

from The Luxury of Hysteria by Tim Rogers

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $2.50 AUD

     

lyrics

Goodnight boys, i've had my fill
I'm regretting each word that drips from my gills
I'll gather my longings, my peacock suit
Goodbye boys, to all of you
The best friends, money could buy
Never there in the crunch, how could you even try
I won't go home i'm not gettin straight
Just lost the need to try
After the sawdust has settled down
Another 'll slide in, perchance to drown
Didn't leave a shadow just a dent in the wall
Goodnite my boys it's time to go, goodnite my boys, it's time to go
Under the regime of goin' stray
With the 12 percent of what i've retained
I'll covet the the rye grin, the glint in yer baby blues
Try supplant the hatred i just can't lose
The best friends when yer eyes get crossed
Yer language is supine, yer words are exhaust
Damn all the warnings, the pain in my bones
Is it really this hard to go
We've been thru the trenches with our clown shoes on
Across the great divides for a jerks fandango, elephants tiptoe
Who was keepin tabs, on the toll
(Surely you know)
So lift up yer snifters, and cross yer chests
inhale yer thumbnail there's no option yet
Never there in a crunch,what did i suppose
Goodbye my boys it's time to go

credits

from The Luxury of Hysteria, released September 29, 2007

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Tim Rogers Melbourne, Australia

shows

contact / help

Contact Tim Rogers

Streaming and
Download help

Report this track or account

If you like Tim Rogers, you may also like: