Whitlams 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 nex love onthe 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 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 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! And I'm up against the wall now And i'm afraid to say I must fail her
