Powderfinger - Neil Young & Crazy Horse

You go I feel like dropping bombs between your eyes But not today Too slow I feel like sinking arrows in your eyes It's all the same You don't have to reveal it You get trouble concede You don't have to reveal it Are you feeling right Are you feeling right A defeated sight Are you feeling right You go Soaking up your public appetite The war you wage Too slow I tell you once again you're not my type You're all the same Something come along gonna make a chanage You don't have to reveal it You get trouble concede You don't have to reveal it Are you feeling right Are you feeling right A defeated sight Are you feeling right

Who's gonna pick you up Who's gonna bend your rules Who's gonna be your prop Who's gonna play your fool Nobody knows just how it feels today Nobody sees how our hearts break Who's gonna watch your back Who's gonna reel you in Who'll make surprise attacks Who's gonna be there at the end Nobody knows just how it feels today Nobody sees how our hearts break Nobody sees how our hearts break Nobody sees how our hearts break (Bridge) Nobody knows just how it feels today Nobody sees how our hearts break Who's gonna bring you round Who's gonna let you sleep Who's gonna break your frown Who's gonna fall down at your feet Nobody knows just how it feels today Nobody sees how our hearts break

In a cavern, in a canyon Excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner forty niner And his daughter Clementine. Light she was and like a fairy And her shoes were number nine Herring boxes, without topses Sandals were for Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot against a splinter Fell into the foaming brine. Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles, soft and fine But, alas, I was no swimmer So I lost my Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Then the miner, forty niner He began to peak and pine Thought he oughta join his daughter Now he sleeps with Clementine. In my dreams she still doth haunt me Robed in garments, soaked in brine Though in life I used to hug her Now she's dead, I draw the line. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. How I missed he, how I missed her How I missed my Clementine So I kissed her little sister And I forgot my Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine You are lost been gone, Clementine. Clementine.