The WOMBATS

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Moving to New York

Written By: Matthew Murphy

MOVING TO NEW YORK
I've just had the craziest week
Like a party bag of lies, booze and then deceit
And I don't know why I want to voice this out loud
It's therapeutic somehow

So I'm moving to New York

'Cos I've got problems with my sleep
And we're not the same and I will wear that on my sleeve
So I'm moving to New York
'Cos I've got issues with my sleep
Looks like Christmas came early
Christmas came early for me

I put one foot forward and ended up 30 yards back
Am I loosing touch or am I just completely off the track
And I don't know why I want to voice this out loud
It's therapeutic somehow

So I'm moving to New York
'Cos I've got problems with my sleep
And we're not the same and I will wear that on my sleeve
So I'm moving to New York
'Cos I've got issues with my sleep
Looks like Christmas came early
Christmas came early for me

Lost in the Post

Written By: Matthew Murphy and The WOMBATS

LOST IN THE POST
I should have known you didn't have the time my dear
To let this twenty something bring you down with his list of fears
I'd like to think we had some good times though
It's just my inability to think outside the box I know!

She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(Go to Santa Go!)

I could see your interest wane my dear
She wanted Mary Poppins and I took her to King Lear
Yes we've had some spills shall I say
And I thought you were going to leave, but not that you'd evaporate

She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(Go to Santa Go!)

Please go to Santa go to Santa go go go.......

She was signed, sealed and lost in the post,
Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go
(Go to Santa Go!)

Backfire at the Disco

Written By: Matthew Murphy and The WOMBATS

It's 8 o' clock and I'm feeling fine
I'm out on a date tonight
In a candle lit restaurant down by the riverside
Everything’s going alright I guess
She took down my number and home address
Everything was going perfectly until...

It backfired at the disco, she slapped me at the disco, I did something I'll never forget

It was a chat-up line built not to impress
More a sleazy remark on her whorish dress
My wires crossed like they've never done before
Well it's 3 o' clock and I'm feeling shite
I'm going home alone tonight
I made a move when it was well out of context

It backfired at the disco, she slapped me at the disco
I did something I'll never forget
It backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco
I made a move when it was well out of context

It backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco
It backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco
Yeah, it backfired at the disco, when she slapped me at the disco
It backfired at the disco, we were dancing at the disco