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Sent To The Edge
04:28
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Sent to the edge of the world
Now I’ve got to serve my time
Banished to a new kind of hell
Penance for a wicked crime
Well it might have been poverty
Call it hunger, call it need
For the want of a crust of bread
The magistrate calls it greed
Chorus:
To the edge of the world
Where the life once given me
Has been chained and bound
And dangled at your mercy
To the edge of the world
Where only my mind can save me
Why am I still so afraid
Of my dying day?
Sent to the edge of the world
And I’m singing my sad refrain
A ‘cat o’ nine tails’ across my back
And I’m dragging your ball & chain
And now you’re working me like a dog
Yeah, you’re working me into my grave
And you quote from your Bible like you’re some kind of saint
But you’ll get yours on judgment day
(Chorus)
Why am I still so afraid? (x4)
Sent to the edge of the world
Where my brothers and me
Took our chances, and we fought back
Crying ‘Death or Liberty’
(Chorus)
© Geoff Achison 2007
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My Little Bag
04:19
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It’s just fantastic
Super-cala-fraga-lastic
In the history of evolution
They’re the ‘carry all the shopping’ solution
Now how am I gonna give this up?
Hell yeah, I’m hooked
And now you’re saying it’s time to clean things up
Don’t tell me - I don’t wanna know
No, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
No, no, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
So don’t be so drastic
They’re only plastic
Durable, dependable, disposable, receptacle
Poisonous, numerous, invincible, non-bio-degradable
Now how am I gonna give this up?
Hell yeah, I’m hooked
And now you’re saying it’s time to clean things up
Don’t tell me - I don’t wanna know
No, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
No, no, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
Now how am I gonna give this up?
Hell yeah, I’m hooked
And now you’re saying it’s time to clean things up
Don’t tell me - I don’t wanna know
No, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
No, no, no
I won’t let go of my little bag
© Geoff Achison 2007
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Magic Belt
04:17
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I’ve got a magic belt
And a flying cape
When world’s in trouble
I’m on my way
It ain’t easy
To be there in the nick of time
Like a lightning strike
Across the sky
A thunderbolt
Prepared to fight
The bad guys fall
And the villain never wins
How many more years
Can this battle go on?
How many more years
Have I got to fool myself?
This time my work is done
When good and evil
Come face to face
I guess I’ll go
And take my place
And never question
Which side I am truly on
How many more years
Can this battle go on?
How many more years
Have I got to fool myself?
This time my work is done
© Geoff Achison 2006
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Blew My Top
02:37
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Well I blew my top
And I chucked a raz
I even did my narna
I guess I lost my head
I should have kept my cool
I should have buttoned my lip
I should have never done the things I did
I should have stayed my hand
I should have held my tongue
I should have turned my cheek
I should have just played dumb
I should have kept my cool
I should have buttoned my lip
I should have never done the things I did
And I should have never did the things I done
Too many times I have been messed around
The pressure is on, the jig is up and I’m staring you down
But it’s true, this time it’s you that has wrecked my life
I might be taking it back
I might be eating my words
But I’ve got news for you Jack
Yeah and the horse that you rode
I should have kept my cool
I should have buttoned my lip
I should have never done the things I did
And I should have never did the things I done
© Geoff Achison 2005
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A Pocketful Of Spells
02:59
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Instrumental
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One Ticket One Ride
04:55
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Hocus Pocus
A pocket full of spells
You can do hoodoo
Scratch a coin on the wishing well
Magical potions
Zodiacal signs
A cosmic commotion
Blackbirds in a pie
One Ticket, One Ride (x4)
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Running out of sand
Waitin’ at the station
Yeah, with a ticket in my hand
Instamatic moolah
A stash o’ cold cash
Maybe a million gazillion
Nah, too bad I’ve got to play again
One Ticket, One Ride (x4)
Never you mind
If the nickel fails
You can keep on playing
‘Til your lucky day
One Ticket, One Ride (x4)
© Geoff Achison 2008
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Kinda Makes Sense
04:55
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Well you might feel real proud
Just before you fall down
I guess it kind-a makes sense
All work no joy
Makes Jack a dull boy
I guess it kind-a makes sense
Waste not, want not
Look at what you have got
I guess it kind-a makes sense
I want to know
If it’s really true (x 3)
Why don’t we heed the ancients?
A sure and steady pace
Is gonna win the big race
I guess it kind-a makes sense
Trouble at the deep end
You better look before you leap in
I guess it kind-a makes sense
Bundle up the sticks and
You ain’t ever gonna break them
I guess it kind-a makes sense
I want to know
If it’s really true (x 3)
Why don’t we heed the ancients?
© Geoff Achison 2008
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8. |
Bootbanger
03:48
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Instrumental
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9. |
Dogwood Days
01:11
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Instrumental
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10. |
Soul To Soul
04:33
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Enough is enough
And I don’t need any more
All this distraction
Is not what I came here for
You might lust for what you want
You might weep for what you need
But surely the one thing in the world
That means the world to me
You & Me
Me & You
Person to person
You & Me
Me & You
Soul to soul
We can soar over mountains
We can sail under the sea
We have danced on the moon
And discovered distant galaxies
An endless endeavor
To understand all that we see
Still, in every wish that I wish
And in every dream that I dream
You & Me
Me & You
Person to person
You & Me
Me & You
Soul to soul
With every hour of every day
The fire is burning
But is there time to change the way
We change the world?
Change the way we change the world
Change the way we change the world
Enough is enough
But here we go again
A holy commotion, war and devotion
The most ancient of arguments
Speculatin’ and circulatin’
There’s too many truths to appease
Still in every wish that I wish
And in every dream that I dream
You & Me
Me & You
Person to person
You & Me
Me & You
Soul to soul
© Geoff Achison 2008
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Instrumental
© Geoff Achison 2002
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12. |
Bridge
06:18
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Early warning
On your doorstep
Take the first step
On the burning bridge
Who should douse the flame?
Tell me who?
Both of us to blame
On the burning bridge
Standing on the burning bridge
The bridges are burning down (x 2)
Every breath you take
Every movement
On to judgment day
On the burning bridge
Time is wasting
Heart is breaking
Tired of faking
On the burning bridge
Standing on the burning bridge
The bridges are burning down (x 2)
One more moonrise
One more fair trial
One more crooked mile
On the burning bridge
Standing on the burning bridge
The bridges are burning down (x 2)
You don’t know its happening / You don’t know its happening x 2
One more moonrise
One more fair trial
One more crooked mile
The bridges are burning down (x 4)
© Geoff Achison 1997
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13. |
Give Me Back My Numbers
04:30
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Give me back my name
Give me back my money
give me back my face
Give me back my numbers
© Geoff Achison 2008
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14. |
Testosta Rhonda
04:11
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Well I remember when I met you it was Saturday night
I was playing in the band, you were having a fight
And when our eyes met you got hit in the head with a table
You staggered to the stage and asked to borrow my comb
Then with your hand around my throat said you were taking me home
Well I could hardly decline once you had tied me to your bike with some cable
Testosta Rhonda
Testosta Rhonda
You turn me on
You rode you motorcycle to the top of the stairs
And you said “I’ve got a python and a grizzly bear.”
Well you were into taxidermy so they were filled up rather firmly with sawdust
You lit up a cigar and stuck it in your mouth
I said “You know most people smoke ‘em with the burning side out”
But then you mashed it with your teeth and blew the smoke out of your ears like a goddess
Testosta Rhonda
Testosta Rhonda
You turn me on
I said c’mon baby
And then you punched me in the eye
And then you punched the other one too
And that was just for asking why
That was just for asking why
We had nothing in common but a mutual attraction
Still, I bailed you out of jail for a minor infraction
But at your cell they found you’d busted out yourself and started a riot
They tried to track you down for about a week or more
‘Til you were brought in by a sergeant of the Marine Corps
You had been scaring off recruits but that was news he wanted me to keep quiet
Testosta Rhonda
Testosta Rhonda
You turn me on
© Geoff Achison 1983
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Instrumental
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Geoff Achison Melbourne, Australia
Electric/Acoustic artist traveling the globe as a soloist and employing the best musicians available to form his dynamic band. Geoff Achison has established himself as a firm favourite on UK, US and Oz blues/roots scenes. After many years living and touring in America’s deep south, Geoff continues to refine his unique playing style and grow his repertoire drawing on a heart full of experience. ... more
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