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James Reyne - Hit City 1987 - Fall of Rome
Hit City 1987
01. Locomotion
02. My Pretty One
03. Get Ready
04. Friday on My Mind
05. Fall of Rome
06. Shona Lang
07. Crazy
08. Shattered Dreams
09. Luka
10. Suddenly
11. Alone
12. Hollywood Nights
13. When You Walk in the Room
14. Doin' It (All for My Baby)
15. Double Shot (Of My Baby's Love)
16. Where the Streets Have No Name
17. Diamonds
18. Heart and Soul
I want no part of this despair
I want no ugly mornings
I want no opiated fear
I want no clouded callings
All alone
Alone

Every morning when I wake from my bed
I find I'm yawnin' and just scratchin' my head
I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead
Baby, I've been sleeping all alone
Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep
I find I'm achin' as I drag from the deep
If I were a Mustang, I'd be a junk-yard heap
Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rollin' stone

And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome

Well, all these dragons are just draggin' me down
I've been pickin' things up from the underground
Like a trackless tram, I'm Bondi bound
Sittin' in the depot all alone
No purity, no clear white walls
A big stampede when the Warragul calls
Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls
Where'm I gonna buy it, where'm I gonna buy it
Gotta give a dog a bone

And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
I've been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome

Well, I've been livin' a categorical lie
Each last thrill the penultimate high
Just one more hit before I can die
Yellow teeth are snappin' all around
Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed
I find I'm yawning just a scratchin' my head
If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head
Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rolling stone

And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome

And everybody said, "What's that sound?"
Put it in a skillet and slap it all around
And everybody said, "I can't stay home"
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
Still thinking 'bout the fall of Rome
I've been thinking 'bout the fall of Rome

Fall of Rome, yeah, oh, oh