Oil, Love & Oxygen

by Dave Robertson & The Kiss List

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1.
I don't like football anymore I know I shouldn't be keeping every score But sometimes I do and sometimes you do too So don't rehearse any speeches You know it’s not the time for excuses Just close your mouth and kiss me Just close your mouth I can't stop thinking anything But stupid stories around our arguing Perhaps just tonight we forget wrong and right So don't rehearse any speeches You know it’s not the time for excuses Just close your mouth and kiss me Just close your mouth…. and kiss me When we signed on the dotted line Became attached, but not aligned So don't rehearse any speeches You know it’s not the time for excuses Just close your mouth and kiss me So don't rehearse any speeches You know it’s not the time for excuses Just close your mouth and kiss me And rest your mind
2.
He saw her bouncing round the courtyard A yoga queen in a pair of Blundstone boots Out of his league, but maybe not too far If the wind blows when the arrow shoots She opens fire with all her feelings He holds his back to think them through Then she asks him to open up his heart All his life that's what he's been trying to do Their friends say they look good together They hold a mirror to each other's face Honesty is the ultimate tether The mind can be such a selfish place She drives her car without her seatbelt on He would probably drive with the hand brake on But the one in her car doesn't even work Maybe they should just walk on Their friends say they look good together They hold a mirror to each other's face Honesty is the ultimate tether The mind can be such a selfish place She calls him up to ask him over He says “Is that a good idea?” She says “No it’s not, it’s definitely not... “So... when can you get here?” Their friends say they look good together They hold a mirror to each other's face Honesty is the ultimate tether The mind can be such a selfish place The mind can be such a selfish place The mind can be such a selfish place
3.
Swiftly the ice is conceding defeat The river of life is commencing retreat Melting until just a trickle remains It’ll take millions of years to get flowing again.... It’s a shame Oil, love and oxygen are the things we burn On which we depend, but is it my concern? Oil, love and oxygen Massive extinction, event number six Another species just drops off the list When it can’t adapt to the rate of this change The children of men are fanning the flames.... We are to blame Oil, love and oxygen are the things we burn On which we depend, but is it my concern? The famous Northwest Passage is open at the same time as the passage in the northeast It’s the first time this event has happened in a hundred and twenty-five thousand years at least It’s gonna cut four thousand miles off the journey from Germany to Japan We’re still a ship of fools looking for oil, love and oxygen My silence will not protect me My silence will not protect me My silence will not protect me Oil, love and oxygen are the things we burn On which we depend, but is it my concern....if these things should end?
4.
What would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough What would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough The ocean is cut by the bow of the boat But water heals quick under its frothy coat A mere flesh wound just floats away And I hope mine will too, but secretly hope... that it stays What would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough I lay with my ear in the wedge of your hips And under your skin I heard creaking ships The truth it seems is a four-metre swell But we hold it together remarkably well What would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough A friend told me that something’s gotta give Either your paradigm or your relationship But the funny thing about paradigms Is that they change... all the time What would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough And what would my pain body have to do If I ever really got over you? And one song was never gonna be enough Never ever ever gonna be enough
5.
I’ve never been one quick out of the blocks And then I rush to reach the end too soon Robert Smith said that. You’re perfect as cats Robert Smith he said that too Perfect as cats, I scratched your back Perfect as cats, you scratched me back They’re curious as hell, but they just don’t care It’s a strange dichotomy, something to learn from there I’m glad you were curious, and let me kiss you Took me till dawn to make my move Perfect as cats, I scratched your back Perfect as cats, you scratched me back Feminine and feline, curled up against me Playful companion, pupils growing to see An all-purpose tongue and a curious paw Oh I don’t mind if you don’t come, when I call Perfect as cats, I scratched your back Perfect as cats, you scratched me back Perfect as cats, I scratched your back Perfect as cats, you scratched me back You scratched me back
6.
04:24
I'm gonna seize the night, because my favourite time of day Is when shadows accelerate to their grave But first I must get through depression every afternoon It’s too bright, I'll sit and wait for the moon Dull ache, dull ache, dull ache, dull ache You looked into my eyes, declared me already gone Calculating the pros and cons, on and on and on I felt I saw the whole universe at the age of six Why does anything exist? Why not just a void of blackness? Do I not believe in magic? Dull ache, dull ache, dull ache, dull ache How sensitive my eyes to machinations through my mind And my skin is too thin to be in this wind Dull ache, dull ache, dull ache, dull ache Dull ache, dull ache, dull ache, dull ache
7.
We're spinning, evolving, we're falling towards a niche Exploring and stretching the fabric within our reach All of these wonderfully beautiful intricate living patterns have their own specialty In the case of us humans it's kissing and comedy Maybe you'll find your perfect partner on a social networking site Engineer a dog so damn boring that it’s got neither bark nor bite Maybe you’ll write computer programs, think that code is poetry But the only tried and true therapy It’s not whispers from Christianity Or another prayer from a bended knee But you can have your gods and goddesses But I'll tell you quietly what works for me It’s kissing, a little kissing and comedy Kissing and comedy are the only good things we invented Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss Kissing and comedy The only good things we invented
8.
Red wine lips, my first party function, propped up against the bar I’m feeling so grown up, amongst the faithful, they all know who you are And as you edge across the room, they all want to greet you Now I am biding my time at the back of the line, till I lean in with my goofy grin But I wasn’t expecting your lips Now that we’ve kissed I feel it’s set me apart from the rest Maybe you’ll employ me in your office, but not as a receptionist But if nothing else I can add you to my list of famous people I’ve kissed Big Day Out, your bare sweaty body strutting across the stage Your wild eyes, wiry muscles are not bad for your age And hanging back stage with The Stooges, you picked me out And right there on the grass; you didn’t even ask, you pulled me in close to your skin But I wasn’t expecting your lips And now that we’ve kissed I feel it’s set me apart from the rest But my boyfriend wasn’t so impressed, and twenty-seconds later he was my ex But I wasn’t that fazed, ‘cause we were going to break up anyway So much can come from a kiss So if you wanna be kissed it helps to make it pretty obvious You can put your name down on my list; it’s over there by the merchandise You can meet me after the gig I’ll even let you buy me a drink Coz I’d love to be on your list of famous people you’ve kissed
9.
03:41
In the city of temples they talked into the night To take a small step forward for the future of life They stopped the clocks at midnight and you made your strange demand A call for special treatment no one could understand It’s a standard rule of equity; the rich don't get concession fare So what example does it set when the worst offender won’t do its share? You made my country a rogue state post-Kyoto Protocol And now we're firmly planted on the axis of unethical And then you claimed a victory, I don't know how you had the gall It was not by force of argument, but by threat of withdrawal You didn't believe the science and you spread outlandish lies Written by your mates with dollar signs behind their eyes Now your little loophole is a noose around our neck A simple case of sabotage, the world won’t forget You made my country a rogue state post-Kyoto Protocol And now we're firmly planted on the axis of unethical Ten years later, opportunities we've missed The Australia Clause caused policy paralysis On the island of temples my hopes are high That whoever represents me will finally ratify You made my country a rogue state post-Kyoto Protocol And now we're firmly planted on the axis of unethical You made my country a rogue state post-Kyoto Protocol And now we're firmly planted on the axis of unethical
10.
03:49
You don’t like maps, but it sure seemed like you knew just where you are When I first heard your pure voice soaring round in that bar Confident fingers, big blue eyes and the shape of your shirt Over subsequent conversations we started to flirt But I didn’t go to Montreal I played it safe in the south Now I miss you here in Melbourne I stepped in when you stepped out Eventually I invited you home, but you quickly declined So I mentioned a bottle of red and you changed your mind We talked and we talked and we talked till you said you felt like a cigarette But that was only, only because I hadn’t kissed you yet But I didn’t go to Montreal I played it safe in the south Now I miss you here in Melbourne I stepped in when you stepped out I’ve been overly concerned about the meaning of words To tell you just how I feel You’re tough where I’m soft and other things that I’m not Most of all you are real But I didn’t go to Montreal I played it safe in the south Now I miss you here in Melbourne I stepped in when you stepped... I didn’t go to Montreal I played it safe in the south Now I miss you here in Melbourne I stepped in when you stepped out
11.
I took too much chocolate, not enough red wine Water smells of chlorine, carpet of formaldehyde My head’s clearly unclear, now it’s my turn to play I can earn a sad song if I have something funny to say I stood you up, I stood you up I suggested a rendezvous after the show I don't know why I didn't think that you would go I didn't feel worthy, wanna be rejected You told me you waited for me when I saw you at breakfast I stood you up, I stood you up, I stood you up, I stood you up Your very own mind is a hard act to follow One minute it’s pleasure, but the next it drowns in sorrow So all I can do is put on my pink fluffy jacket Turn these contradictions into a damn fine racket I stood you up, I stood you up, I stood you up, I stood you up I stood you up, I stood, I stood you up
12.
Charlie’s Chook House 9am; there's a rain gauge that needs measuring There's a smell of books and magazines with spines that read 1950s And you're the chief chook of this special lair with a warm chuckle behind facial hair And so much to share Measuring the clouds, such a beautiful thing to do You've always loved me, and I love you From the goldfields, all around the state, you helped the public communicate First with telegrams, then telephones, weather forecasts, then you made a home When you settled down, pumped out one then two, so here I am loving you Now I too am Measuring the clouds, such a beautiful thing to do You've always loved me, and I love you Measuring the clouds, such a beautiful thing to do You've always loved me, and I love you

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This album is dedicated to Clive Robertson, who is measuring the clouds.

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released November 6, 2017

All songs were written by Dave Robertson, except for “Now That We’ve Kissed” which was co-written with Ivy Penny. They are registered with APRA AMCOS.

All songs were recorded by Dave in many different houses, except:
Pete Grandison recorded the drums and bass for “Perfect as Cats” at the old Shanghai Twang
Dave Johnson helped record Angus Diggs’s drum tracks
Andrew Bonnici recorded Kristen Perry’s flute in Melbourne
Rob Findlay recorded his electric guitar on “Now That We’ve Kissed” at home
The individual “things that come from a kiss” on “Now That We’ve Kissed” were literally phoned in.

All songs mixed by Dave, but with plenty of help from The Kiss List, Sian Brown (many hours of vocal production assistance), Pete Grandison, Amber Howard, Dave Johnson, Ivy Penny, Jamie David, Marie O’Dwyer, Jason Kenny, Cara McGary, Jocelyn Robertson, Sally Robertson, Andrew Moore, Michael Brigmann, Kate House, Justine Thornley, Nate Plug, Ben Zabbia, Craig Sinclair, Robbie Jalapeno, Emma Jack, Selk Hastings, Dana Goswick, Ewan Buckley and other supportive friends.

Mastering: Ian Shepherd, whose motto is “Dynamic is the new Loud – End the Loudness War!”

The Kiss List are:
Tore Pedersen
Rachel Armstrong
Merle Fyshwick
Rob Findlay

Dave thanks them for their epic contributions as well as the many other musicians who contributed (attributed in individual song credits)

Artwork & Graphic Design: Frans Bisschops
Individual photos of band members: Alan Holbrook
Photo of band at the J Shed: Alex Chapman

This album was recorded on Noongar land

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Dave Robertson & The Kiss List Fremantle, Australia

Dave Robertson loves concocting lyrics that are cheeky and deadly serious in equal measures. The Kiss List bring a playful element to his songs. Rachel Armstrong warms the cockles with violin and mandolin, Tore Pedersen slips in some seriously slinky bass lines, Merle “alt-folk professor” Fyshwick gets behind the skins and Rob Findlay adds a pop/rock sensibility with tasty licks of electric guitar ... more

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