Daisy

It’s spring and the cherry blossoms sprout

The legs are out, and the bronzed chests, and fires bejewelling the south west

Thank you, darling, for these silver gelatine echoes of me, with you

Smiling like he has to for the cause, for the tribe, for the boys, for the lie

Nobody heard me crying in my sleep

Me and the men of the frontier stack the bodies in a heap

Jimmy grabs a beer and we wash our hands in the creek

Ooh, talk is cheap

Frangipanis growing back home

Shading the bottlo line

Once we were dreaming of pearls

Now me and my sons all dream of iron

Daisy, baby, are you driving home?

Coz this baby doesn’t want to walk alone

She said ‘ooh’ as she grabbed my tongue

Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own

is that boogoo with the big chain

Is that Annie with the white dress?

Is that granny with the white man

With the no name and the no stress?

What about the empire? What about the cross?

What about the halos? are the angels inside with the Xbox?

That’s a dollar for any can

And on Thursdays I’ll be heading back to see my man

Daisy, baby, are you driving home?

Coz this baby doesn’t want to walk alone

She said ‘ooh’ as she grabbed my tongue

Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own

Did seeing real blood remind you that I had a heart

That was the last kiss, that was a real one

When I see you next year I’ll be perfect

I’ll be perfect for you babe