Tunes - Jefferson

Jefferson

Half-turned sods of hallowed ground,
tabled, filed under lost and found,
weighted down and then strung up
a pleasant walk to the scaffold.

Hangman's noose on a threadbare throat
he mouths some words but none come out,
That's all right, no-ones listening
That's okay, no-one's listening.

Chorus:
We're all gone away, lost again
watching monuments twist in the wind,
Jefferson was a passing phase
now it all hangs on the turn of a phrase.

Placebo cure for the rotting ghost
those with the least told that they have the most,
bargained away and then discarded
a pleasant walk to the graveyard.

Chorus.

Open hole swallows a fish-tail mind
deposits the same by the no exit sign
entrance come and gone, no-one's here
entrance come and gone, no-one's here.

It's all gone away, lost again
we're just watching monuments twist in the wind,
Jefferson was a passing phase
now it all hangs on the turn of a phrase,
We're all gone today, lost again
watching monuments twist in the wind,
Jefferson was a passing phase
now it all hangs on the turn of a phrase.

Music and lyrics by Paul Kimball.

The Tall Poppies were:
Mike Trainor vocals
Paul Kimball guitar
Adam Rumsey guitar
Michael Riley bass
Glenn MacCulloch - drums