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released November 7, 2012

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Dave Wright & The Midnight Electric Melbourne, Australia

Singer/songwriter/bandleader Dave Wright is after one thing: A perfect 4-minute pop song.
When he puts pen to paper and pick to guitar strings, however, the Melburnian-by-way-of-Colac knocks out epics and ravers and boozers about girls, cars, Australia, mariticide, Diggers, truckers, sadness, sickness, drunks, heartbroken mothers, angry fathers, desperate sons … and death. Lots of death. ... more

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Track Name: Dust On The Wind
Dust on the Wind

Don’t talk to me about heartache- I’ve seen it first hand.
For more than 25 years I’ve lived on the land.
Suicide season is here but that’s not on my mind- just yet.
It hasn’t rained for more than a year and there’s nothing I can do about that.

Man at the Bank says “Times are tough for us all.”
But I don’t think he understands what tough is at all.
Try watching your stock die, and the fires, and your crops they all fail,
My Grand-daddy he built this house and now I’ve got to sell.

I find so much time to think while
I stare at the sky
My dreams are blowing away
Like dust on the wind.

Real Estate Man he says “Joe, I know this will hurt.”
“But I’ve got a buyer who’ll pay a twelfth of what you’re worth.”
“Maybe take this chance and get out while you can,
Because each week from now will be less, and less again.”

I find so much time to think while
I stare at the sky
My dreams are blowing away
Like dust on the wind.

So I swallowed my pride, sold up and we moved into town.
Now I work for the City cuttin’ grass and blowin’ leaves around.
I come home at night with a lunch box and a hat in my hand
And the house it is quiet and now I understand:
Suicide season is here to stay.

I find so much time to think while
I stare at the sky
My dreams are blowing away
Like dust on the wind.
Never comin’ back again.
Track Name: Drive
Drive

I’m getting older you say I still don’t know anything,
And the more I gamble, the less I win.
It’s getting dark, and this long night’s drawing on
I’ve been paying the same price for no return for too long.

The more you try to control my life,
The further down this road I’ll drive.
It’s a long long road,
I don’t know where it goes but I’m gonna ride it.

It’s about that time
When the lights go on and the sun goes down
I wanna drive.
I see your face,
In the rear view mirror of this crowded place
And I wanna drive
A stake through all the vampires in my life.

It’s been this way since I was a kid,
Everything I tried, everything I did,
Someone knew better and turned it to shit.
You’re still everywhere, to breathe your air it hurts my head,
It’s like you sucked it dry, there’s no oxygen left.


But the more you try to control my life,
The further down this road I’ll drive.
It’s a long long road,
I don’t know where it goes but I’m gonna ride it.

It’s about that time
When the lights go on and the sun goes down
And I wanna drive.
I see your face,
In the rear view mirror of this crowded place
And I wanna drive
A stake through all the vampires in my life.
Track Name: Railway Song
Railway Song.

Back in nineteen hundred and three I worked the Blacktown refinery,
Never saw the light of day, thought I’d sweat my life away.
Then by chance fate played its hand, I got drunk and I killed a man,
And though it was an accident I took off quickly for the west.
I hid myself in a railway camp, building the Great Overland,
A hammer man in a railway gang, driving steel with my bare hands.
I thought pouring steel was tough, but nothing was harder than layin’ the stuff,
It chewed up stronger men than I- we left them buried by the line.

Oh boys- lift that hammer, strike it down!
Oh boys- drive that spike into the ground!
Oh boys- drop another sleeper down
And oh yeah- we’re laying steel into your town.

Twelve long hours a day we’d work, six days a week, Sundays off for Church,
But I don’t see no point in prayin’, God don’t live here anyway.
We’d work in driving rain and hail, from dawn until the daylight failed,
And stagger back to camp at night to sleep like the dead by the fireside.

Oh boys- lift that hammer, strike it down!
Oh boys- drive that spike into the ground!
Oh boys- drop another sleeper down
And oh yeah- we’re laying steel into your town.

I guess you could say I’m proud, for opening up this great land of ours,
And along the line the towns they grew, as people came trade improved.
So ladies, when you buy that dress, and gents that cravat and matching vest,
Spare a thought for the boys like me whose sweat brought to you your finery.

Oh boys- lift that hammer, strike it down!
Oh boys- drive that spike into the ground!
Oh boys- drop another sleeper down
And oh yeah- we’re laying steel into your town.

Features the Blacktown RSL Choir.
Track Name: Trains
Trains

Where did we go sweetheart, just as this was working out?
Did I come on too strong, did I scare you off?
Oh baby tell me what I did wrong.
‘Cause every day is the same, I’m staring out the window
wishing it would rain,
Anything to take my mind from you.

Sometimes I wish we could take a train
To the end of the line and start over again,
But oh- what would that prove?
Because when I wake in the lonely night
It runs through my head “did I do anything right?”
Oh- you’re better off alone,
Than waiting for a train- just to start over again.

When will this end sweetheart, I really need to know tonight.
Because it’s doing my head in, I’m lying next to you,
And I’m wondering if you’re all right.
I need to pull away, because you’re clouding my head with lust,
And I will never stop loving you, I just need to stop us.


Sometimes I wish we could take a train
To the end of the line and start over again,
But oh- what would that prove?
Because when I wake in the lonely night
It runs through my head “did I do anything right?”
Oh- you’re better off alone,
Than waiting for a train- just to start over again.
Track Name: Only 19
Only 19

Sun is going down again, wind is blowing cold
Through the gravestones, and I’m on my home,
My collar turned up against the cold, I’m thinking about my tea,
When John Henry leaps out at me, immortalised in stone.
Did you leave with glory in your eyes, were you filled with pride when you sailed for France and the crowd it cheered good-bye?
It was a different story at the Line, no glory just goodbyes, when you fell drenched in blood, in that Flanders mud.

What were they thinking when they sent you off to fight,
Do we remember, or do we even try,
There’s only sadness left behind, in your widow’s eyes,
You were only 19.

So John Henry I will stop by, from time to time to keep your mem’ry alive, ‘cause I’ve a debt to pay.
You see it could’ve been my Grandfather, no, it would’ve been his dad who perished, but I’m afraid you died in vain.
Because now there’s fighting in every corner of the world and we’re not learning from that War to end all Wars.
They fight in the name of God but it wasn’t Christ who died for me but John Henry, August 1916.

What were they thinking when they sent you off to fight,
Do we remember, or do we even try,
There’s only sadness left behind, in your widow’s eyes,
You were only 19.

Features the Blacktown RSL Choir.

Lest We Forget
Track Name: Classic Cars
Classic Cars

I’m obsessed with classic cars, pin up girls and all the stars
And scenery you see in those road movies.
In my mind we drive all night we leave the hwy behind until those Vegas lights,
Rise up out of the desert to gleam in your eyes.
And on the radio,
Elvis soft and slow,
And a montage scene,
The girls I used to know.

Baby I’ll tell you this,
You were so different from the rest,
You make everything come alive.
We’d go racing on the backstreets,
Trade in our hopes and dreams for the thrill of the backseat,
If the credits roll right now I will be satisfied.

She’s in love with the city lights, loves to get out into the city night,
And if you give her a chance, she’d dance all night.
She’s glamorous, she’s rock and roll, and everything in between I need for my soul,
But most of all- she’s got that get up and go.
And on the radio,
Old Crow sweet and low,
And a montage scene,
The girls I used to know.

Baby I’ll tell you this,
You were so different from the rest,
You make everything come alive.
We’d go racing on the backstreets,
Trade in our hopes and dreams for the thrill of the backseat,
If the credits roll right now I will be satisfied.

Let’s go for a ride tonight
Where the heartbeat holds the hwy tight
Put our faith in the blaze of the two headlights
To guide us through the darkest night.

Baby I’ll tell you this,
You were so different from the rest,
You make everything come alive.
We’d go racing on the backstreets,
Trade in our hopes and dreams for the thrill of the backseat,
If the credits roll right now I will be satisfied.

Let’s go for a ride tonight.

-For Effie-