The Waifs "London Still" "Bridal Train"

Not real familiar with The Waifs out of Oz but here are a pair of their songs that you will enjoy:

"London Still"

I wonder if you can pick up My accent on the phone When I call across the country When I call across the world I see you in my kitchen I can picture you now As you toast to your small town And you drink the happy hour I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still I took the tube over to Camden To wander around I bought some funky records With that old motown sound And I miss you like my left arm That's been lost in a war Today I dream of home and not of London anymore I'm in London still I'm in London still Yeah I'm in London still You know it's ok [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/london-still-lyrics-the-waifs.html ] I'm kinda happy here for now I think I've finally grown up And got myself a love of now If I ever come home and I, I think I will I hope you're gonna want to hang At my place on Sundays still Oh yeah I hope you will 'Cause I'm in London still You know we got it sorted We really got it down To a fine art on Sunday In our sleepy Sunday town I wonder what I'm missing I think of songs I've never heard I'm dreaming of your voices And I'm dreaming of your herb I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still Oh I'm in London still La la la la London still I'm in London...

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Wonder if you can pick up my
Accent on the phone
When I call across the country
When I call across the world
I -- see you in my kitchen
I can picture you now
As you toast to your small town
When you drink the happy hour
I’m in London still
I’m in London still
I'm in London still

I took the tube over to Camden
To wander around
I bought some funky records
With that old Motown sound
And I miss you like my left arm
That's been lost in a war
Today I dream of home and not of London anymore
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
Yeah I'm in London still

You know it’s okay
I’m kinda happy here for now
I think I've finally grown up
And got myself a love of now
And if I ever come home
And I, I think I will
I hope you're gonna wanna hang at my place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
Cause I'm in London still

You know we got it sorted, yeah
We really got it down
To a fine art on Sunday
In a sleepy Sunday town
I wonder what I'm missing
I think of songs I've never heard
I'm dreaming of your voices
And I'm dreaming of your hurt
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still

Oh I'm in London still
la-la-la-la-la London still
I'm in London

and

"Bridal Train"



Telegram arrived today
It's time to catch the Monterey
Cause the man I wed he waits for me
And the daughter that he's yet to see

U.S. navy beamed its message
will deliver brides on a one way passage
it made big news across the nation
the bridal train leaves from Perth station

All the girls around Australia
married to a yankee sailor
your fare is paid across the sea
to the home of the brave and the land of the free

from west to east the young girls came
all aboard the bridal train
It was a farewell crossing of her land
she's gone to meet her sailor man

no time for sad goodbyes
she held her mother as she cried
and then waited there in the freo rain
to climb aboard the bridal train

well she was holding her future in her hand
the faded photo of a man
catch a sailor if you can
the war bride leaves her southern land

All the girls around Australia
married to a yankee sailor
your fare is paid across the sea
to the home of the brave and the land of the free

from west to east the young girls came
all aboard the bridal train
it was a farewell crossing of her land
she's gone to meet her sailor man

this is the story of the starry nights
through desert plains and city lights
through burning sun and driving rain
she wept aboard the bridal train

All the girls around Australia
married to a yankee sailor
your fare is paid across the sea
to the home of the brave and the land of the free

from west to east the young girls came
all aboard the bridal train
it was a farewell crossing over land
she's gone to meet her sailor man

I wonder if you can pick up My accent on the phone When I call across the country When I call across the world I see you in my kitchen I can picture you now As you toast to your small town And you drink the happy hour I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still I took the tube over to Camden To wander around I bought some funky records With that old motown sound And I miss you like my left arm That's been lost in a war Today I dream of home and not of London anymore I'm in London still I'm in London still Yeah I'm in London still You know it's ok [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/london-still-lyrics-the-waifs.html ] I'm kinda happy here for now I think I've finally grown up And got myself a love of now If I ever come home and I, I think I will I hope you're gonna want to hang At my place on Sundays still Oh yeah I hope you will 'Cause I'm in London still You know we got it sorted We really got it down To a fine art on Sunday In our sleepy Sunday town I wonder what I'm missing I think of songs I've never heard I'm dreaming of your voices And I'm dreaming of your herb I'm in London still I'm in London still I'm in London still Oh I'm in London still La la la la London still I'm in London...

Read more: THE WAIFS - LONDON STILL LYRICS