Archive Vol. 2: Songs from the Borderline 1989​-​1992

by Penelope Swales

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Nightmares © Penelope Swales 1989 Windin’ my way through this maze Some people call today I’m not altogether sure that I’m not lost I don’t believe the people that surround me know the way Any more than I do though they’re telling me who’s boss I put forward my opinions, people tell me that I’m weird I find I’m caring less about the values of my peers I don’t bother telling them what they don’t wanna hear They won’t believe it For the first time in four years, I’m back with people my own age I’m reminded of how much I don’t belong Re-hashing the old fashions That they’re told lead the way I’d forgotten that the pressure was so strong I put forward my opinions, people tell me that I’m strange They seem to think that I should fit the role that’s been arranged Then they shake their heads at me and tell me that I’ve changed I don’t believe it Ahhh.. Everybody’s the new version of the one that’s gone before What I call nightmares they pursue as dreams It’s just a mess of bored and scornful faces on the floor So busy blending in that I can’t see the seams If I put forward my opinion and he tells me that I’m right I find I’m getting choosy on who gets to spend the night It used to be that any speck of interest got me tight Coz I believed it Ahhh… If I put forward my opinion and he tells me that I’m right I find I’m getting choosy on who gets to spend the night It used to be that any speck of interest got me tight Coz I believed it Ahhh….
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Tricklin’ Down © Penelope Swales 1989 Oh the round-trip was a long one and I find I’m a stranger in my own town What you might call my hometown That’s the way it goes The streets are all the same But the faces are strange There’s no money in my pocket And things have changed I somehow thought in the back of my mind That coming home meant going back To the same way of living To my own kind To the same place To wake up in the morning to the same sweet face But my friends have all be scattered And I’ve only dog-eared dreams to chase And this fear tricklin’ down, tricklin down And this fear tricklin’ down I smile when they tell me I’m too young They don’t have a clue about the things I’ve done Oh, but please don’t laugh if I say I’ve never felt so old before It’s just tiredness evening up the score And that deep-worn ache telling me I’m about to break And this fear tricklin’ down, tricklin’ down It seems to me my clock must move twice as fast as yours These past 5 years have aged me 10 Though you look just the same as you did back then That first year was filled with fear and sweetness You took me off the street and bought me pizzas And my days were as filled with treats as they were with confusion Filled with fear tricklin’ down, tricklin’ down And sometimes I catch a glimpse of someone like myself Who hates to be told they’re just a kid They don’t have a clue about the things you did There’s no way of telling them That you’ve seen things they’ve only dreamt And it doesn’t matter how old you are When your time’s all been spent Livin’ in fear tricklin’ down, tricklin’ down And you live with that fear tricklin’ down Smile if they tell you you’re too young (I try to push it out of my mind) Remember, they’ve got no way of judgin’ what you have or haven’t done (Too scared to look in my head for fear of what I might find) Oh, but you know that I wouldn’t laugh if you said You’d never felt so old before It’s just tiredness evening up the score And that deep-worn ache telling you You’re finally about to break And you live with that fear tricklin’ down You live with that fear tricklin’ down
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No Worries © Penelope Swales 1989 There’s a forest of beer bottles On the lounge room floor again The carpet smells of cigarettes And stale red wine Trying to open windows But my attempts are all in vain Try to keep it in perspective this time Try to keep it in perspective this time Try to keep it in perspective No worries And my, doesn’t this sort of thing Just tend to leave you flat I’ve no great inclination to get up Out of bed But I’m awake, now So the day’s already ruined Or so the person would have said That I’m trying to forget Something else he might have said No worries When I rise and look into my eyes In the mirror I’m suspicious of exactly who I see Are these the lines of the face that I look out of? This stranger’s face, is it really me? This stranger’s face, now - is it really me? This stranger’s face, now? is it really? I’m tryna find a friend in the mirror (Ohh…) But I’m not sure that I’ve seen this girl before (Ohh…) In an effort, I try to make her look familiar (I try to make her look familiar) But I’m not sure, I’m still not sure (Oh, try to make her look familiar) But I’m not sure, I’m still not sure (Oh, try to make her look familiar) But I’m not sure, I’m still not No worries And my, doesn’t this sort of thing Just tend to leave you flat I’ve a great inclination to get back Into bed But I’m awake, now So the day’s already ruined Or so the person would have said That I’m trying to forget Something else he might have said Don’t worry There’s a forest of confusion in my sleepy mind again Through the dimness, I’m aware of losing time It’s hard to gain momentum when you’ve already slipped the chain I’m busy telling myself I’ll be fine Busy telling myself I’ll be fine Busy telling myself Don’t worry There’s a forest of beer bottles On the lounge room floor again The carpet smells of cigarettes And stale red wine Trying to open windows But my attempts are all in vain Try to keep it in perspective this time Try to keep it in perspective this time Try to keep it in perspective No worries
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Child of the Modern World © Penelope Swales 1991 If you’re a child of the modern world Now, do you feel hemmed in? I wake up on a dead-end street And I don’t know where I’ve been I look around at the broken glass But no memory comes clear ‘Bout where I went or what I did Or what happened when I got there If I slumber, then I might dream And I might waken Not knowing what it was that made me scream If you’re a child of the modern world Do you feel ill at ease? We all know the facts are there And the rhetoric is aimed to please But lookin’ around at the Springtime glow It’s hard to criticise The almost eerie presence Of unbroken, sunny, clear-blue skies And the weather changed like the turning of a switch And the fruit will wither on the vine Sweet frogs die dehydrated in the ditch Ahh… Gripped by the fever of industry I ponder many books Sweet innocents around me Toss their hair and give me funny looks Well, I’ve never been forgiven For not requiring their permission But it’s too late now, it’s too late now And compensation’s best directed Down, down into the ground And the answer from the deep, rich soil Says – surely there must be some other way around?
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Craving © Penelope Swales 1991 At night, I try to push away the black tide And when I wake, it rolls back in It takes up all my time It clouds my heart, it floods my mind My mind wanders and I I find myself not knowing what’s been said to me My loved one looks into my eyes But they’re glazed and I don’t see Delusions of grandeur? Or plans practical? Do you underestimate the danger? My thoughts unfurl into fantastic schemes My blood pounds, my brain teems What sort of haven Could you build in this, your ruined world? What sort of craving Leads you on to, ah – Disaster, I find I Must master my emotions and speak evenly But it does me little good Coz yes I know, yes I know You think I’m crazy Ahh…. Inside I quake and my resolve is shaken Do I overestimate the danger? My plans come apart along their seams My inspiration melts away I’m left will hollow dreams What sort of haven Could you build in this, your ruined world? What sort of craving Leads you on to? On to…. On to….
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Follow in your wake © Penelope Swales 1991 Find me where your echo lays Where you led me down Through the mornin’ fog and the evenin’ haze In the smell of the high, dry grass I followed in your wake Lead me down the road to the foreshore Never seen fields so close to the sea before Walkin’ down through the cutting, Felt like the air there held it’s own fire Silver-white, the fireflies Winkin’ in and out of the dark, they were Hangin’ in their own light And if it hadn’t seemed to me That I was half-way to faerie I wouldn’t have believed my eyes And now I’m travelin’ down the road My head’s too congested to see the sky and trees I’m carryin’ my own load And you see me walkin’ down My head’s still back in town Under my own personal black cloud And you see me feelin’ down From a distance And you come amblin’ down You seek me out You’ll find me where your echo lays You knew that I’d come back here one of these days You’ll find me followin’ your scent Maybe not even realising that that was my intention But when you met me down in the high, dry grass You knew exactly what I meant And you lay me down in the high, dry grass I knew exactly what you meant Ahh…. And you see me feelin’ down From a distance And you come amblin’ down You seek me out You’ll find me where your echo lays You’ll find em wanderin’ around in a deep-blue fog, In a light-blue haze And in the smell of the high, dry grass I’ll follow in your wake And the smell of the high, dry grass Ever leads me back to that day In the smell of the high, dry grass I’ll follow in your wake
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No Way In, No Way Out ©Penelope Swales 1989 Ah—la-da da etc.. Waltz with me dance with me, walk with me Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me Waltz with me dance with me, walk with me Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, talk to me Take me in off the street A stranger that I chanced to meet Saw my face and said Hey, you were in the band! Take me to the heater’s glow The student house, they come and go And I was watchin’ Listenin’ to their talk And gauging my reaction Partial irritation, partial attraction Sort of refreshing, but carrying no satisfaction Oh..I am what I’ve always been now I am the stranger now There’s no way on and no way out but when I tried to tell her that, she said “You don’t understand! You don’t understand my cares What colourshall I dye my hair And oh, my birthday’s not the same as Jim Morrison’s” Ohh –wey-oh Do you think he’d like to hear you say so? No you’re right, I shouldn’t criticise I’m sorry that I spoke Plain to see now Revivial’s in full swing You can tell byt the songs that cover bands sing And young people saying “Things aren’t as exciting As they were way back when” Now, mother, tell me is it true? Was it all just paisley, mini-skirts and pointy shoes or Was there more than that wasn’ there something more than that Oh, makes me think of what I’ve heard Of students with the courage to try and change the world Students that make this bunch, yeah, Look a little bit absurd Still gong on today, now no longer a western phenomenon Marching on the people’s town Guns and tanks have mowed them down And can you tell me This is not your problem? We’re all in together now There’s no way in and no way out And can you say – it’s all too far away it’s all too far away? Oh, sittin’ on the uni lawns in the sun Some of these people have seen the damage that’s been done Posters flappin’ in the breeze that Proclaim the bloodshed of the young And I see other ones Do those words spell “Blood”? Does that Chinese lettering spell “Blood”? Ah—la-da da etc.. Theres danger in the cliché now there’s no way in and no way out how hard it is To say things so that people will understand Sitting in the comfy chair seeing what they say and what they wear And tell me, do you call yourself a radical? Do you call yourself a student radical? Ah, makes me think of what I’ve heard Some students had the courage to try to change the world And paid the price now, yeah, but Doesn’t the cost seem a bit absurd? And if you know so much Do those words spell “Blood”? Does that Chinese lettering spell “Blood”? Ah—la-da da etc.. I was thinkin’ about them The other side of the world now This is my contribution Not that it does much good, yeah I’m under no delusions About what effect I have on the world’s convolutions Do those words spell “Blood”? Does that Chinese lettering spell “Blood”? Ah—la-da da etc..
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Lay it Down © Penelope Swales 1991 Well, I saw you at last Just walkin’ down Larger than life, but smaller than memory In a place – well, I never thought I’d see you here Escaping your peers For the New Year weekend Sneering at people Who don’t live by the rules You’ve never shaken since childhood Lay it down, Lay it down, down Lay down your arms Lift up your arms And see if you can’t be Just a little bit kinder You were very proud of your news And your pride belies the state you’re in The level your at, and the feeling it gives you I’m glad if you’ve found something to do with your skin But I feel like I’ve left you a long way behind And refreshing my memory, your smile and your face Makes me think my old spectre’s a little out of place And while I still feel for the dreams you erased You know, I really don’t mind Lay it down, down Not after all this time Lay it down, down, down, down And see if you can’t be Just a little bit kinder Now Coz lookin’ in behind Your frightened eyes You envy the people You say you despise And you rail and you rant At the bars of your cage But there’s no way you’d leave it No, not while you think it makes you special No, not while you think it makes you better No, not while you think it makes you different And you’ll find another scene to shine in New, young and bewildered to laugh at your wit And you’ll hate them For not making you laugh, for not making you think But you’ll cling to them Coz they’ll take your mind off it And yet, you long to be good and useful and kind And a guru, but still guarding your heart and your mind In case any should dare to love you and lay it down Dare to want you and lay it down, lay it down, lay it down Well, I saw you at last Just walkin’ down Larger than life, but smaller than memory, ah-ha.. In a place – well, I never thought I’d see you here Escaping your peers For the New Year weekend And although I don’t really Know what to think A closer look tells me volumes A closer look tells me volumes So tell me now What was that all about? Lookin’ back, lookin’ down What was that all about? For the love of the pear-shaped princess What was that all about? For the love of the sweet, would-be Jesus What was that all about? And if irrelevance is the name of the game Lay it down, down, down, Lay it down, down, down…..
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Shannon © Penelope Swales 1991 La da, da…. I can see the dawning of a new sun My eyes are blinded by this one I’ve sat the night-watch all the way through to dawn Wake me when the day is done Oooh… Cool and bright Walk in the moonlight I think that I’ll become A creature of the night I can see the dawning of a new sun And the dawning of a realisation And when I rise to face the world again It’ll be in the knowledge of what I have done Oooh….. But you know it’s true There’s nothing else that I could do At least I was honest with you La da da…. I can feel the new sunrise I can feel it burn into my eyes And my eyes ache with the weight of the tears that I’ve cried My cheeks feel tight where they have dried As I fall into sleep I can feel where your hands have been Your fingerprints on me Are like a map of you That anyone could read La da da…
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Complacent Nation © Penelope Swales 1992 It was in the Summer of ‘91 And the recession was in full swing But I’d never seen so many new cars on the road And I sat tight in the suburbs and I watched it all decay While the residents around me pretended not to notice As I watched the suburban population People who have never known dislocation These are the fruit of a complacent nation Ahh… And the truck rolled in to Canberra And set down their deadly loads And the jet set settled in, and none were late And three kinds of policeman And one kind of journalist And so many others crowded at the gate While men who have never known dislocation Bargained and sold the tools of extermination Growing fat on the fruit of starvation Oh, no Oh, no… And the Summer, it was hot and dry Yeah, the Summer, it was long By December my sister was carting water From the back creek of her farm And she said “There’ll be more Don’t you worry, yeah there’ll be more Just you wait And we’ve caused this, yes we’ve caused this And it soon will be too late While the fruit of a complacent nation Lies dreaming beneath the skies of damnation Pending now is our first taste of starvation Oh, no Oh, no… Ahh…. And many, many miles away I watched in on the news Trying to work out what was happening Through the media’s views And while the violence raged The AIDEX spokesmen took the stage and said “Let’s face it – these people are the dregs of Australia These people are the dregs Yeah, we’re the dregs of a complacent nation We are the ones that comprehend degradation We’re just people with enough imagination To say no To say no And my friends drifted back in twos and threes With arms in slings and puffy cheeks and ugly stories And don’t you think it was overkill to use tactical response Against peaceful demonstrators saying “Yeah, give peace a chance” We are the fruits of a complacent nation And we’re aware, we’re part of the machinations That’s driving half the world to starvation Exploitation, degradation, dislocation, extermination We say no We say no And don’t you wish There was some way to tell those suffering people In those other countries That there are people here who care And are trying to do something? And don’t you wish There was some way to tell the people in this country Just half of what went on at AIDEX? Nothing was said on the news About a truck that deliberately mounted the pavement To strike a young female protester Or that the police “lost” the film that was taken of this event Nothing was said about the fact that many police were in tears After witnessing the brutality of the Tactical Response Group And nothing was said About one brave you police officer Who put down his weapons Crossed the lines And sat down with the picketers But I’m not complaining about that No, I’m not complaining about that What I’m complaining about Is the people who I talk to here Who saw it on their TV set And said nothing really bad could ever happen here But they deserve all they get So say the fruit of a complacent nation About the ones with enough imagination To the see the part we play in the starvation Exploitation, degradation, dislocation, abomination We say no
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Seeing Red 02:49
Seeing Red © Penelope Swales 1992 I’m seeing red – she said That she knows nothing about it I’m seeing red – she said She dunno where he is tonight He tried to call me from the station I wish that I’d been home I wish I knew his situation And if he’s in alone Y’know, they passed a new law Now they can keep you as long as they want to I’ve heard before They use telephone books As ideal insulation, yeah You can’t prove your situation Not that anyone would listen Seeing red – she said She knows nothing bout where they took him Or where he’s gone, or how much of this Killer weed they “found” on him And you know that in perspective, It’s just ridiculous Y’know, they send people to jail for this Ah-haa… I think I know why She don’t want to meet my eye And she knows I know she knows I know she knows it In the name of equal opportunity You know, I saw it with my own two eyes And I can vouch she packs a punch As well as any of the other guys Sold out, sold out, yeah Sister don’t believe all they tell you No, no – coz imitation’s not equality And if you’re gonna be a trailblazer Please be careful who you emulate Coz there’s no worth in all we’ve gained If we lose what he had in the first place Ahh…
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Never to Forever © Penelope Swales 1992 Ah, sepia, sepia, sepia, sepia… I’ve been walking too long on the hilltop The wind has got into my skull While the trees talked and I listened I found my way home, but the whisperin’ Carries on Lost in the shifting veils of the night I stumble upon an earlier dawn I was amazed that the colours were so bright Somehow I would have expected Everything to be in sepia Ah, sepia … Here in my prison of skin and bone I am a fitful flame For just this one moment, This lit link in the chain From never to forever (Never to forever) This is your heritage, yes this is what you are Racing your chariot, crashing your car Softer things move underneath you But you don’t really feel them Softer things move underneath you But you don’t really feel them Softer things move underneath you But you don’t really feel them Softer things move underneath you But you don’t really feel them Softer things move, ohh.. Sepia, sepia Saying it’s wrong doesn’t make it untrue We are a savage race Behind the veil in the back of your mind Your feet fall in an older place Herding the women, the children, the spoils of war This is what you have been longing for This is the side of things you never knew before These are the casualties you never saw Look at her limping coz she can hardly walk The red of the blood on her skirt is the only badge The only medal that she’ll ever get from this war Sepia Mm – ahh – sepia, sepia, sepia Here in my prison of skin and bone I am a fitful flame For just this one moment, This lit link in the chain From never to forever Never to forever Never to forever Never to forever sepia, sepia, sepia Racing your chariot, crashing your car Older things move underneath you But you don’t really feel them So take my heart back to these older things (Older things move underneath you) The thrill of the hunt, beating the skins Weathering winter painfully thin Reading the sky, tasting the wind Sepia… Saying it’s gone doesn’t make it untrue We are a savage race If I find my birthright in the depths of the night My feet fall in an older place This is your heritage, yes this is what you are Hunting your mammoth down, crashing your car I can’t help laughing, it seems so bizarre When I hear them say we’ve come so far My heart still hungers for the power of ritual Linked with the Earth and the sky and the waterfall Linked to the danger that living is living for To feel my blood run with the tide and her mentor Sepia, sepia, sepia, sepia… This is your heritage, yes this is what you are This is what you have been longing for I can’t help laughing, coz it seems to bizarre I can’t help laughing, it seems so bizarre When I hear them say we’ve come so far Our goddess still breathes in her coffin of concrete I hear her calling through the soles of my feet I start to comprehend why we’re so incomplete It’s too big for me I’m stunned out of my grief Sepia, sepia, sepia….
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Throw me © Penelope Swales 1989 Oooh… Throw me a bone, I’m a hungry dog Throw me a straw I’m drowning In love for you, in cheap desire Throw me a smile while you’re frowning Throw me a hope, I’m in despair Throw me a chance perhaps you care Suddenly I’m everywhere My plans are all up in the air Throw me You can throw me any way you like Throw me any way you please I hate the way my love for you Just brings me to my knees Just as well my head ain’t flat Coz you don’t drink no beer Just as well that you don’t think I should have handles for my ears but you’re not that kind of guy You’re such a nice boy Well baby, I don’t want to want No more illegal joy You throw me so much You throw me so far Won’t you throw me on the ground And roll me – hard! Throw me You throw me around when we’re playing games You threw me away when the complications came Throw me out of house and home I know I’ve got to leave Would you throw me into deadlock If I dared to believe I’d throw away my life I’d even throw away my love Even throw away my guitar Just to fit you like a glove Oh, let’s try again and get it right Let’s try again and get it right Let’s try again and get it right Let’s try again and get it right
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House Arrest © Penelope Swales 1989 Ooh, wo – wo – yeah… I’m sick of trying I’m too tired for crying yeah Wouldn’t be so bad ‘Cept for this money in the red How I’m gonna get out now is anybody’s guess It’s just another of those things That keeps me under house arrest Just another thing that gets me down That keeps me in this town Just another thing that puts me Under house arrest And coz I’m never knowin Which way you’re goin’, yeah Through all the games you’re playin’ You never hear me sayin, yeah I’ve got a feelin’ that this dealin’ Simply isn’t for the best And you’re just another of those things That keeps me under house arrest Another thing that’s got a hold on me That stops me gettin’ free Chain may ankle to the stove And put me in a gingham dress Could it be much Could it be much worse Than bein’ under house arrest Ooh, wo – wo – yeah… Ooh, wo – wo – yeah…ahh! My misadventures Make good storytelling, hey (Ahh…) Just because I’m smiling People think that I’m okay (Ahh…) Now, I don’t really want to Put our friendship to the test People start to back away When you start showin’ your distress I never wanted it to get this way, I dunno how I came to be in this mess It all came down around me Put me under house arrest And you may take me in the night And get me cryin’ oh, yes! Oh, yes! Put me under house arrest Oh, put me under house arrest Ahh….
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No Way, Love © Penelope Swales 1989 No way love, I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no Now he’s got every reason He’s got unanswerable logic He’s got watertight excuses He shows typical thinking He’s showing all the symptoms He’s showing all the signs I didn’t see the traces Coz I blocked them from my mind I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no He says he’d got a hold Yeah, now he says he’s I control But there’s nowhere you can go There’s just no way that you can know He’s showing all the symptoms He’s showing all the signs He’s become so very clever About how to spend his time I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no He says “Though I’ve betrayed you You shouldn’t feel betrayed” He says “Thought I’ve deceived you You shouldn’t feel dismayed And he says that I don’t love him He says that I’m unkind He says I’ve let him down And if I really cared, I wouldn’t mind And I said no way, love I said no way I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no He tells me it was worth it He says there’s no regrets He tells me he feels justified No way that he’d ever get Sucked into the whirlpool Sucked down the metal tube He tells em he was perfectly safe He says it’s true And I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no Now he’s got every reason He’s got unanswerable logic He’s got watertight excuses He shows typical thinking The man’s a walking cliché He says he’s in control He knows that’s what they all say But he’s sure he’s got a hold He says no way, love He says no way, love No way, love I said no way, no, no, no I said no way, love I said no way, no, no, no But he’s such a sorry creature He’d just beggin’ for attention Flirting with disaster Waiting for my intervention And he tells me he can blame me He says it’s all my fault And because I won’t accept it He’s winning by default And I said no way, love I said no way I said no way, love I said no way
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Sooner or Later © Penelope Swales 1989 It’s hard, now to say – let’s wait and see When you just want to decide It’s hard to take a hard line When you wanna let it ride Let me sing you a love song No it won’t take long It’s the story of someone who believed in right Falling in love with someone Who didn’t believe in wrong He told her that he loved her Then he told her she was spoken for And she told him she’d just end up climbing out a window If he tried to lock the door And she said “Sooner or later, temptation rears its ugly head Sooner or later, the initiated can’t help but turn their head” Oh, you’re not pretty But you smell so good Your touch lingers Like I knew it would I feel your fingers Feelin’ so fine I can feel my body Turnin’ water into wine It’s the classic dilemma It’s too old to be cliché’d I’m too young to be tied down I’m too streetwise to be waylaid It’s the classic situation It’s too old to be clichéd You know, there’s no such thing as seduction Because always somewhere the decision has been made She told him that she’d do her best, But it goes against the grain Him saying he has no faith in her Is only adding to the pain If I take the apple, It’ll destroy me from inside Ah, but if I don’t take the apple I’ll never be satisfied Does that make me the black lady? Do you paint me femme fatale? Does you answer lie in ownership? The territorial snarl Let me sing you a love song No, it won’t take long It’s the story of someone trying to get it right With someone who won’t admit Anything is wrong He closed his ears to issues That she needed to address Left her when she overflowed With what she could no longer suppress Sooner or later, temptation reared its lovely head And she thought – well, at least I’m free now To heed the call of another bed So do you think it’s tacky? Does that make me femme fatale? How was I supposed to know That he’d decide to want me after all? Now he tells me he’ll accept me As I really am But I can’t help but be sceptical about if he really can Ah, but in his eyes, I recognise The plight of a younger me I recognise the desperation I understand the urgency Ohh…. Sooner or later Sooner or later Sooner or later

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It's been an eerie business listening over my earliest reconrdings - none of which I'd heard for several years. Salvaging them from the old 1/4 inch masters was something of an operation, and I'm glad I didn't leave it any longer. They bring back the sense of a time so clearly to me. The first 3 tracks were recorded in 1989 by David Rodger at La Trobe University. The band was called John's Sister

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Penelope Swales Emerald, Australia

Penelope Swales has been articulating the human condition with passion and humour for 30+ years. She sings about politics, love, friendship, the unbreakable bond between us and dogs and the impact of the Internet on society. She won the 2019 Alistair Hulett Songs for Social Justice Award with “Cambridge Analytica”. “The Ides of March in Christchurch" was short-listed for the same award in 2020. ... more

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