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Conversations (Live (Choirgirl 7" Single B-Side))
Cold Chisel
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Keep it up, we'll play, "God Save The Queen"
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A song called, "Conversations"
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Kneeling at the hotel reception
Violin's a-sobbing on his knee
20 bright rosellas on his shoulder
Take the coin from a wealthy Ceylonese
Hungry people hanging on the corner
Other people cruisin' past in cars
Feeding on the fiction and the porno
Staring at the tattoos and the scars
Conversations, conversations
Icy nights and almighty patience
And some of us are driven to ambition
Some of us are trapped behind the wheel
Some of us will drift away, build a marble yesterday
Run for every moment we can steal
Conversations, conversations
Shouting out across an empty station
Conversations, conversations
Shouting out across an empty station
Oh yeah, alright, come on, oh
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Now it's just another Tuesday morning
Billy's wrapped up tight against the chill
The busker packs his birds beneath the awning
And Billy's got his eyes upon the till
He coulda got a ticket out of here from a local easy lawyer
The busker's halfway home, Billy's lounging 'round the foyer
And love so easily dies when there's nothing left to conquer
One small break is all it takes, and life ain't getting longer
Conversations, conversations
Icy nights and almighty patience
Conversations, conversations
Shouting out across an empty station
Conversations, conversations
Conversations, conversations
Conversations, conversations
Early show to the sleepy nation
Conversations, conversations
Conversations, conversations
Conversations, conversations
Early show to the sleepy nation
Thank you
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