The Walkabouts - Coming Up For Air Lyrics

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Suckin' alabaster in a ventilator shaft

Chewin' on surrender because it's cheap and it lasts

This ain't hell it's a holding tank

Where memory and the future draw a big fat blank

I know this tunnel leads somewhere

But it takes mystery and a torch

And a reason to care

I know this tunnel leads outside

Down to the river where the elephants die

Comin' up

Up up up up

Comin' up for air

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There is no better story than a man in a hole

This is where he laid still

This is how he rolled

This is how he fed on the marrow of his bones

This is where he shuffled

Playin' doomsday alone

A suicide miner

With a depth charge timer

Rathole lover

Diggin' deep for a cover

You suffocate first

Then you learn how to breathe

The sweet of the sewer

Shows you the way to leave

Make room for the cleanup crew

They're the last to the scene

And the first to be fooled

The townsfolk line thick

Along the riverside

Lookin' for a place

To watch the elephants die

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