Lyrics:
day.
But the Dockyard organ no longer plays,
And the stained glass window's words betray.
His return ticket turned out to be one way
In spite of it all.
I wonder, if our ever loving father cares at all
The lonely dockyard's daughter
By the old gate she will stand
A lamb unto the slaughter
Keeps
I was born within sight of the dockyard to a hard-working family
Baseball and brews were my pastimes 'til a VHS was handed to me
A cartoon with
fled to New Orleans
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Poncitoula,
back I fled to New Orleans
I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made
I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade
Baton Rouge,
I might be at a table
And suddenly I'll catch
A fleeting vision of her crystal seas
Or I might be standing in a crowded dockyard faraway
Me God
" and he decided to
Blend elements of two tracks
Shooting the video at
Chatham Dockyard, with West donning
A vintage T-shirt
Acne Jeans and his
trouble at the dockyard
Party's shouting at the union
Short fuses on their anger
Workers in confusion
Then there's the vandals of the right
They stalk
Grierson's dockyards
Where the only thing working was foreign film crews
Making an impressive documentary
For the big news
To the satellite
And all
Pontius Pilate came to our town
Up to the dockyards to see the
picket line
We asked him to help but he just
turned around
He's
problems to keep away the cold
Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards
(Where) the only men working (are on the) documentary crews
Shooting film
dockyards
From last night's loneliness
While memories grow inside of me
I’m looking at all this beauty around
Space, time are linked together
Rainy grey
and Homegrown Bermuda
I was riding around in the back of town on a scooter
Out in Sommerset dockyard shows puffing on the buddha
Dr. Bernie swimming with sharks
Waiting at the dockyard
Time is moving slow
Great anticipation
Someone's coming home
Waiting at the airhead
Time apart is hard
No more need to worry
lawyer disbarred
Valorant, Riot Vanguard
Pulling up to the Boulevard
Look down, Dick still hard
Where am I gonna discard?
In the dockyard? In the barnyard?
Fell asleep in oxford but woke up in pugwash yeah
Walked down to the dockyard and found my old boat
But the deck was paved in gold I sat there royal
Now tethered in the dockyard
Lies a most expansive maiden
All curves and buried treasures
Aye, voluminous booty!
I asked her would she mind
If I shipped
midnight dockyard and I could quell this shame
Chamber one round and I could end it all
To break the curse of your calamitous memory
illuminating light years, phosphorescent blue clouds swirling
Turbulent gas storms, dockyard and portal no man has ever seen
We could have died, but who are we
Deep down I'm going nowhere
Coming out of Footscray, city in my sights
Cruising past the dockyards as the workers go on strike
Tired of the Government
train to Jacksonville
Rode it straight through the night
Called a cab to take him to the dockyards
Walked until he was well out of sight
Driver said he
Wanna little yacht floating in the dockyard
Get a mason building the backyard
Acs on even tho I'm in a drop top
And if it runs out, I'll just fill it
my heart
I must get light of iron limbs
Shed this silver skin, bend the bars
On the earth the rocket waits
Yearns for life beyond the dockyards
Out
I never finished schooling I ran wild and ran far
Biked down to the dockyards to play my guitar
And twenty years on at work I get the axe
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