Crowded House — Newcastle Jam Studio Version

One, two, three, four… He goes down, now. With his feet up. He goes brown now, in the Southern sun He walks out there. Knows who his friends are. He walks out there. He knows them by heart. By heart I wanna make some noise. Where you going? I wanna break some heads. Down before All the way down they call. Crack the eggs right open now. Turn your back. Until your safe at home. From home A but surprised. On to your reach. I could rest, but I could not sleep. Broken vows, are made it in heaven now. Ironclad promises, that you can't keep. But I want…