Men At Work - Cargo

01. Dr. Heckyll & Mr. Jive 4:38
02. Overkill 3:44
03. Settle Down My Boy 3:30
04. Upstairs In My House 4:02
05. No Sign Of Yesterday 6:09
06. It's A Mistake 4:33
07. High Wire 3:00
08. Blue For You 3:53
09. I Like To 4:01
10. No Restrictions 4:29
   

 

Dr. Heckyll & Mr. Jive

Dr. Heckyll works late at the laboratory
Where things are not as they seem
Dr. Heckyll wishes nothing more desperately
Than to fulfill all of his dreams
Letting loose with a scream in the dead of night
As he's breaking new ground
Trying his best to unlock all the secrets
But he's not sure what he's found
Dr. Heckyll is his own little guinea pig
'Cos they all think he's mad
Sets his sights on the search of a lifetime
And he's never, never sad

Whoa oh, it's off to work he goes
In the name of science and all its wonders

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good to be alive
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
Believes the underdog will eventually survive

Not long now till the ultimate experiment
He's breaking all the rules
He wants to cure all matter of imbalance
In this world of fools
He locks the door and he looks around nervously
He knows there's no one there
He drinks it down and waits for some reaction
To all his work and care

Hey, hey he fumbles for what to say
He loves the wo except for all the people

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good to be alive
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
Believes the underdog will eventually survive

Whoa oh, it's out at night he goes
He slips easily into conversation

Hey hey, he's cool in every way
Sometimes he loves to sing that old black magic

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good to be alive
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
Believes the underdog will eventually survive

This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
They are a person who feels good to be alive
This is the story of Dr. Heckyll and Mr. Jive
Believes the underdog will eventually survive

 

Overkill

I cant get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Perhaps its just imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
Its time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least theres pretty lights
And though theres little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come Back Another Day

I cant get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be alright
Its just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat, shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

 

Settle Down My Boy

Settle down, an eat your peas and gravy, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Stop wasting all your time with running around the town
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down

Knuckle down and find a job and take some responsibility
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
The future's something you should be thinking about
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down

Look around for a wife to start a family, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Listen toy our father and he'll tell you the same as me
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down

Your words would go in one ear and out the other side
Don't say my head was empty and I had things to hide

And you better put something away for your old age
So settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down uh huh huh

 

Upstairs In My House

No one knows what I can see and and what I see it pleases me on my roof
South Pacific hot sea pool, Coney Island amusement school for mispent youth
Its all in my own front yard, seagulls grazing in the park and foreshore
South-East wind pins back my ears, Luna Park lights up the years of painless days

I like it, upstairs in my house

Dealers selling junk and trash, people spend their hard earned cash on Sundays
Its quiet when they fade away, Westgate Bridge breakes up the day, into red sky

I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house

No one knows what I can see and what I see it pleases me on my roof

I like it, upstairs in my house, upstairs in my house

 

No Sign Of Yesterday

Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste
Who needs it anyway
Fill all the big holes, leave no trace
No sign of yesterday

I was all the dishes and I clean up my place
No sign of yesterday
I stare at the photographs of your dark face
No sign of yesterday

Out in the yard, was such a lovely place
It’s where we used to play
Inside, outside you can feel and taste.
No sign of yesterday

And I can’t hear you calling
I can’t hear you calling
I can’t hear you anymore
Metal ships are falling
This old car keeps stalling
Always seems to be the way

Pick up the pieces, and go dig out the dead
Then you can go to bed
Night is the stealer and time is the test
No sign of yesterday

Pull out the stop plugs, drain all the waste
Who needs it anyway
Fill all the big holes, leave no trace
No sign of yesterday

And I can’t hear you calling
I can’t hear you calling
I can’t hear you anymore
Metal ships are falling
This old car keeps stalling
Always seems to be the way

 

It's A Mistake

Jump down the shelters to get away
The boys are cockin' up their guns
Tell us general, is it party time?
If it is can we all come?
Don't think that we don't know
Don't think that we're not trying
Don't think we move too slow
It's no use after crying
Saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake

After the laughter has died away
And all the boys have had their fun
No surface noise now, not much to say
They've got the bad guys on the run
Don't try to say you're sorry
Don't say he drew his gun
They've gone and grabbed old Ronnie
He's not the only one
Saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake

Tell us commander, what do you think?
'Cos we know that you love all that power
Is it on then, are we on the brink?
We wish you'd all throw in the towel
We'll not fade out too soon
Not in this finest hour
Whistle your favourite tune
We'll send a card and a flower
Saying

It's a mistake, it's a mistake
It's a mistake, it's a mistake

High Wire

Feel so washed up today
Haven't really got much to say
Blood on the pillow on my bed
Explains the pain that's in my head

Sometimes I don't know just where to go
Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well
'Cos I'm walking on a high wire
High wire

Oh won't someone let me in
I'm stinking and I'm full of gin
No need to close the door so fast
I'm very fragile not built to last

Sometimes I don't know just where to go
Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well
'Cos I'm walking on a high wire
High wire

Have to pull it together
We're in for some stormy weather
Have to pull it together
We're in for some nasty weather

High wire, high wire
high wire, high wire
high wire, high wire

It really isn't too much fun
Sitting round waiting for the night to come
It's almost time to put on my suit of cool
I may be an idiot but indeed I am no fool

Sometimes I don't know just where to go
Sometimes I can't tell, but it's just as well
'Cos I'm walking on a high wire

Blue for You

Sometimes the sun shines
And I close the blinds
'Cos I can't stand to see the light of day
I have no use for pain
But I don't mind the rain
'Cos I can stare outside and hear the sound
Today I looked right down to the ground
With nothing in between to break my fall
I'm blue for you, blue for you
I don't know what to do

CHORUS
Gotta form a plan of attack
Can't stop to look back I know
You are so far from here
Gotta be strong in my mind
Not encroach on your time I know that
That would be wrong for sure

I must get out and about
Of that I have no doubt
There surely must be new places to go
Sights I've never seen
All with pastures green
'Cos the old ones are making me blue for you
'Cos I'm blue for you, blue for you
I don't know what to do
And I'm blue for you, blue for you
I don't know what to do

Gotta form a plan of attack
Climb back on the track I know
Bid my devil friend good-bye
Hope I'm still in the race
But I don't know whaat to chase oh no
And you're still so far from here

The sun it still shines in
And I shall close the blinds
'Cos I know I won't see you anymore, see you anymore
And I'm blue for you, blue for you
I don't know what to do
'Cos I'm blue for you, blue for you
I don't know what to do
I don't know
I could take a big jump

 

I Like To

I like to pull the plug in the tub
Sit and watch the water flow down the drain
I like to, I like to
I like to look at pictures in a book
Never read the writing just put it down
I like to, I like to

I'd really like to know
What would you like to do
I'd really like to

I like to watch the telly
With the sound turned down
Listen to the stereo
Turn the channels around
I like to, I like to
I like to eat a sandwich with the lot, yum yum
Putting on everything that 've got
I like to, I like to

I'd really like to know
What would you like to do
I'd really like to

 

No Restrictions

Give me no restrictions on what I do or say
Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today
Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone
That is what I tell myself as I stumble home
Derelict across the street in the garbage bin
Looks like he's found something neat judging by his grin
Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon
Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room

Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh

Wake up in the morning make sure I'm still alive
Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes
Hear the cricket calling switch on the TV
Sit and stare for hours and cheer Dennis Lillee

Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh

Through the de-restriction zone we pass a long wide load
Laugh at the reflections of cat's eyes on the road
Freeways hypnotize me, up up and away
Hope we make it home tonight
Be that as it may

Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh

 

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