The Whitlams Lyrics
The Whitlams Lyrics
"Peter Collard Lyrics"
So BeautifuI Lyrics
I was listening to this conversation Noticing my daydream stimulated me more I was crumbling with anticipatio
I was listening to this conversation Noticing my daydream stimulated me more I was crumbling with anticipatio
I just remembered a boy I used to know
He lived up the road at 162
Lots of rings and funny clothes
He wasn't one to worry about what other people thought
Peter Collard where are you now?
You used to walk past my house every day
Your head half-shaved from the operation
The doctor said nobody would not
With Me Lyrics
Intro/Chorus: {sung} Dance with me, come on dance - with me baby Dance with me, come on dance - with me baby Dance with me, come on dance - with me
iceIntro/Chorus: {sung} Dance with me, come on dance - with me baby Dance with me, come on dance - with me baby Dance with me, come on dance - with me
Do you remember?
Throwin' plums on your neighbour's lawn
Then runnin' away when we saw their car comin'
On Rocky Knob you taught me how
To smoke cigarettes
All these little memories
I still haven't forgotten
Peter Collard where are you now?
You used to walk past my house every day
Yo
Never Young Lyrics
I wish you could have lived my life No way to know The fun I had I ride in limousines But it means nothing I roll down the tinted glass To se
u know I'd still have those penny bungersI wish you could have lived my life No way to know The fun I had I ride in limousines But it means nothing I roll down the tinted glass To se
You gave me
But the police took them away
A touch of madness a touch of sadness
A touch of madness
You bought flowers for a girl
And every week you would bring her new ones
No response would you get from her
You weren't to know she was allergic to them
I see your dreams with my eyes I take your love with me Rise You see me now as an enemy I blame my words with my eyes Possessor of life
Peter Collard where are you now?
You used to walk past my house everyday
There's a drawing of you at my parent's house
I'll have to look for it someday
Words & Music: Stevie Plunder
Tim Freedman: vocal, piano
Stevie Plunder: vocal, guitar
Andy Lewis: bass
Stuart Eadie: drums