The Taste Of Disappointment

Lyrics:

The Taste of Disappointment
When she said ‘But I’m an artist’, I knew it would be trouble
I knew it would be petulant, and more than a little insane.
But I always had a weakness
For the washed up and the fragile,
Where everything is half-arsed,
But the intent is always good.

When first I met the ‘bird-man’ he was all west-coast and fleshy.
Just talked so much about himself and all the things he’d done.
But when we toured the tools of triumph
Lay within his grasp.
But the coke and crystal meth
Just seemed to blow apart his life.

When the taste of disappointment becomes your staple meal,
Do you surrender to all the bitterness and the weakness?
Or do you resolve to brace and continue?

When first I flew to Sydney I was running pretty ragged,
But I thought with all the interest that it might have bade me well.
But the labels they all stayed at home and Harbour sent a child,
To watch this old man bellow at the justice of it all.

When the taste of disappointment becomes your staple meal,
Do you surrender to all the bitterness and the weakness?
Or do you resolve to brace and continue?

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