Lyrics The Walkabouts

The Walkabouts

Immaculate

Said this was our town

The joke it was on us

We were just passin thru'

On the way to givin' up

Joked this was our town

That someday we'd be thrilled

By anything we loved

And everything we killed

But the biggest risk we'll ever take

Will be to stay here in one place

Swearin' gold is struck

On the way to givin' up

I try not to forget

How close we came to it

Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ...

Ain't we strange enough

That we don't have to prove

We know how to last

And we know how to lose

Gonna chase it down

Find the truth in store

Were we better off

Just one stop before?

Will there be a run of days,

When sittin' pretty will make sense?

When somethin' like a prayer,

Up and pays the rent?

I try not to forget

How close we came to it

Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ...

You're the fever that I dream

The only dream I dream awake

A dream the mornin' cannot shake

You're the fever that I dream

The only dream I dream awake

A dream the mornin' cannot shake (the fever that I dream)

Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ...

Ooh -- Immaculate ... ooh -- Immaculate ...