Released on January 1, 2003

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[Verse]

There's a little neat place in the park

It's where I live in my little green hut

Whispers could break your heart

It could be reasoned


[Chorus]

I need it, man

I'm so mixed up

With all those secrets in the name of love

I never win whatever I choose

Howitt Road Blues


[Verse]

This is just the thing next door

Its rooms as big as if a fold for yester

He says he needs some space and love

And time to forget her


[Chorus]

The needеd man

He's so messed up

As thе walls close in

He's had enough

He just can't win

It's very bad news

Howitt Road blues

It gets so hard

So what's the point?

He may as well accept it

Suck another joint

Maybe we were born to lose

Howitt Road blues


[Verse]

Day number twenty three

He sure can sing

Ain't that simply true?

And what did we ever see?

That pop-star

Kicking in his own room


[Chorus]

It's another case

Of the blue-sash curse

It just keeps going

From bad to worse

You just can't win

You always lose

Howitt Road blues

And no one tries to run away

And no one knows the reasons why they stay

Makes itself on drugs and booze

Howitt Road blues

He just can't win

It's very bad news

Maybe were born to lose

Makes itself on drugs and booze

Howitt Road blues


[End]

Howitt Road, ho-o-o-o, ho-o-o, ho-o-o