Thea Gilmore - Keep Up lyrics
[Thea Gilmore - Keep Up lyrics]
See it's pink veneer
Hear the motorway soprano
And the Front Street road pitches
To the river bank
The driver's side is hanging off and rusted
And as for me I don't want to get adjusted
So I'll head out of this cage
Before they shut the gate
Keep up oh, keep up keep up oh, keep up
Mr white, boy he's worth a packet
But poor Joe's pickin' fleas
Off his mohair jacket
Teaching them trapeze every Saturday
In the square and I don't know why she's
Doing what she's doing yeah I'm confused
Is this rack or is this ruin?
Call me when you decide you want
Her knees up round your ears
Keep up oh, keep up keep up oh, keep up
Joe shakes his head says he don't
Know where the bones is
You'll be six feet down before you
Catch up with the Jones's
And there you are planning your big getaway
So strip the sky I will
Hang out of the window see it's pink veneer
Hear the motorway soprano
And the Front Street road pitches
To the river bank
Keep up oh, keep up keep up oh, keep up
Keep up oh, keep up keep up oh, keep up