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Flame Trees - by Chisel.

Written by Prestwich/Don Walker
"Twentieth Century"

Kids out Saturday afternoon just pass me by
I'm just savouring familiar
We shared history, this town and I
And I stop that long forgotton feeling of her
Time to a room and stay tonight.
Number one is to find some friends to say "You're wel..."
After all this time you look just the same."
Number two is the happy at one of two hotels,
And settle in to play "Do you so and so?".
Number is never say her name.
And Oh the flame trees will the weary driver
And there's nothing else set fire to this town
no change, there's no pace,
Everything within its
makes it harder to believe that she won't be around.
But Oh! Who needs that bullshit, anyway?
You it takes more than just a memory to make me cry
And I'm happy just to sit here, at a table old friends
And see which one of us can the biggest lies.
And a girl, she's falling in love, near where the pianola stands..
With a local factory auto-worker, just holding hands
And I'm if he'll go or if he'll stay.
Do you remember, nothing us on the field in our day
Oh the trees will blind the weary driver
and there's nothing else could set fire to town.
no change, there's no pace,
Everything within its
Just makes it harder to believe that she be around.
Oh the flame trees blind the weary driver
and nothing else could set fire to this town.
There's no change, no pace,
within its place
Just makes it harder to believe that she be around.