(Murray on lead, w others doing supporting harmonies)

Now all of the planes have landed

And the soldiers are in their beds

Smoke rises from their clothing

And sweet dreams through their heads



Truth faced leaves a strange taste

When joy and sadness meet

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet



The boy with the bloated belly

Hears today's trucks arrive

He puts down his baby sister

And makes his way outside



Truth faced leaves a strange taste

When joy and sadness meet

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet



Everyone's a novelist

And everyone can sing

But no one talks when the TV's on...



(guitar solo)



(rest)

Sweet dreams fill their heads...



(Murray)

The lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled

and dark clouds filled the sky

A country rain on a city street

This life is bittersweet





From the Liner:

(Mike-vocals, bass drum; Murray-lead vocal, guitar; Jean-vocals, tambourine, sheet metal; Dave-vocals, bass)