There was a girl in her shack awaiting her heart attack
These are the moments of our lives and there's not much we can do about that
A young boy, about 12, drops by before school everyday
He rides his blue bike on past the gold tops in his blue uniform
He will survive when she arrives at her destination
Just a billion of a billion more to come
All destined for their doom
A middle aged woman arranged a shelter for the native boys
And whilst opening her arms got hit by sickness, it aint nothin
Her son strolls around the yard, the property stretches far
They didn't hear the Cooee call and no one ever does in the long run
I scream "god forsake me" I am the one I care about
They will survive while she arrives at her destination
Just a billion of a billion more to come
We are just one
Listen. Only One.
Sweet Charita up on the hill submitting to it's clients so the people live
Having enough is enough to give a damn
Turning this in is not in my hands
Respect the exit, then built yourself a comfort zone and stick to it
Having enough is enough to give a damn
Sweet Charita Looms on the cliffs edge
Now any time pain annoys you stop by her door
The pills will come with your patience in a moment
Just stop past her door
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020