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Caravan Park Summers

by The Coolites

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1.
Growing Up in Australia (words/music S.Gibson) (All verses Am, G, D, C) (1 bar each) Am G the underarm incident D C well we all know what it means Am G the beauty of a shared history D C more important than it seems Am G the Sunnyboys first album D C the day they shot Dulcify Am G Mr. Whippy choc -tops D C thick shakes at North Bondi Em Am growing up in Australia D C the events were often small Em Am but at the time they meant the world D G D C and I remember them all G D C I remember them all Midnight Oil at the Hordern the ’92 Big Day Out a ten year old at the Angels on the steps of the Opera House America’s Cup, Ben Lexcen hawkey pissed on breakfast TV Lillee with an aluminium bat John Hewson and the GST Chorus 20c worth of mixed lollies it’s the small things that often count unlocked doors in the summer heat footy at a suburban ground Amco cup on a Wednesday night when Fairfax broke his leg Rick Mc Cosker with a broken jaw 2nd innings, Centenary Test Chorus punches thrown on the Midday Show Ron Casey and Normie Rowe Yuri Geller and Doris Stokes late night on the Don Lane Show Am G growing up in Australia D C the events were often small Am G but at the time they meant the world D and I remember them D I remember them G D C I remember them all G D C I remember them all G D C I remember them all G D C I remember them all Instrumental G D C x 4
2.
Wingman 03:01
Wingman (words S.Gibson/A.Gibson, music S.Gibson) Capo 2nd Fret (All verses G Em Am7 D7) (1 bar each) G Em The selection of a wingman Am7 D7 Can make or break a night G Em Need a bloke who can talk and drink Am7 D7 With a constant lust for life You were there with me in Paris And we drank all night in Rome I needed you in Madrid But you’d already gone home Am7 D And the bar is full of models G C And I’m broke in faded jeans Am7 D But with the power of my wingman G C We can take on any scene (D between chorus and verse 2 bars) So bring on all the fire-starters No damp wood is needed when 2 becomes 4 on the cobbled streets Well you know that you’ve succeeded And stories grow as stories must And the wingman’s role is flyin’ Coz Bangkok alone on a humid night Well it’s hard to get your eye in Chorus x 2 Instrumental Verse Chorus So Adam, Coppo, Erick, Pete The best wingmen I know We’ll tell tales of past adventures And the tales will always grow San Sebastian, the Moulin Rouge Athens and Saigon Something always happens When your wingman comes along Am7 D And the bar is full of models G C And I’m broke in faded jeans Am7 D But with the power of my wingman G C We can take on any scene Am7 D The bar is full of models And I’m broke in faded jeans Am7 D And I’m looking for my wingman G C G But he’s nowhere to be seen
3.
Radio Free Saigon (words/music S.Gibson) (All verses E Am) (2 bars each) Seven shades of fuck He’s all beat up Been drinking with his new friends Down on Bui Vien He already knows it all And it’s only just day four Got his lonely planet Read a book about the war Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am Shouting noise out to the world Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am As the motorcycles swirl He bargains like a local Never pays more than twice the price Got himself a marine corp zippo It’s genuine, that’s nice He’s getting into culture Got himself a new tattoo Hated Districts 4 and 5 Felt good in District 2 Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am Shouting noise out to the world Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am As the motorcycles swirl But District 1 is where it’s at Drinking beer on plastic chairs On Day 6 he lost his Iphone To the girls that work in pairs Days 7 and 8 he took photos Day 9 he bought a shirt Day 10 he’s on the night bus God that head is going to hurt Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am Shouting noise out to the world Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am As the motorcycles swirl So Vietnam’s been done He’s a veteran so to speak His girl don’t cry or blink an eye There’ll be a hundred more next week So Vietnam’s been done He’s a veteran so to speak be wearing fisherman’s pants in Thailand By the end of the next week Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am Shouting noise out to the world Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am As the motorcycles swirl Dm C Calling radio free Saigon E Am Calling radio free Saigon
4.
When Strummer was Alive (words/music S.Gibson) G D we’d go down to Kenny’s place C Em all of us with smiles on face G D Strummer on the stereo C G as we drank cheap wine G D we traded thoughts, shared our dreams C Em the future’s wide, a million schemes G D we hung on every word he sang C G when Strummer was alive we’d never left our home town but never thought we’d settle down Friday nights we’d change the world or at least we thought we’d try the Clash were always the guiding light the gave us hope, made us fight for things we thought’d give us life when Strummer was alive Em C G D Joe Strummer was our only real teacher Em C G D he always gave us something to believe in Em C he opened eyes and opened minds G D with every lyric C showed us things that no-one else Am would let us see C D things that no-one else would let us see it’s been 20 years since I’ve seen Ken and I’ve never felt that good again I always thought we’d change the world long before he died but Strummer’s gone and we’re still here and every day I feel the fear I never thought that we could fail when Strummer was alive Chorus Adam, Nick, Platty, Mel Avi, Brendan, Beck and Joel I never thought that we’d get old sometimes I wanna cry but Strummer’s gone and we’re still here and every day I feel the fear our lives still shaped by thoughts we had when Strummer was alive Chorus (end on G)
5.
Caravan Park Summers (words/music S.Gibson) Bm D Uptown kids, Saturday night, going A downtown, feeling alive Bm D girls from the avenues dressed to kill, boys A from coast, pharmacy pills Bm The back bars filled, gamblers and drunks, D A boys from the quarry playing pool out the Bm front the beer garden's full, mums drinking D flagons, the bands playing Chisel, A G A Springsteen and Dragon G A Caravan park summers D G Stay casual, stay free G A Caravan park summers D G Old dreams by the sea G A I shouldn't have left her D G Down by the coast G A Of the bad decisions D A G A I hate that one the most Everything's warm, the heat keeps rising From bodies and thoughts, everyone trying To get some hope on a Saturday night Beer and suntans might make it right So the summer comes and the summer goes Future plans , white wine flows Days are passing, she'll leave the park soon And he promised to meet her on the beach before noon CHORUS Em A He won't see her again that's clear Em her mums remarried A And he's with his dad D G D G A In the summer every second year CHORUS G A Caravan park summers D G Stay casual, stay free X3 Caravan park summers D A G It’s you and it’s me
6.
Just Kids 03:42
Just Kids Shuffle rhythm (words/music S.Gibson) (Intro + Verse) (C G with B and E string covered on 3rd fret) Intro CG x 4 (2 bars each) C Bobby met Patti on the streets of New York She looked like a he and he wouldn’t talk G Just kids, just kids C Lived in one room flats with blankets for curtains The present was bleak the future uncertain G A Just kids, just kids C G Just kids, just kids, just kids C Surrounded by glamour and broke all the time He hustled the street, ten minutes for dimes G Just kids, Just kids C She wrote, she drew, painted slogans on shirts She got him a camera, found his life’s work G A Just kids, just kids C G Just kids, just kids, just kids C Warhol was close, he knew them by name Said something about 15 minutes of fame G Just kids, Just kids She formed a band, wrote Horses and Wave He took the photos that define those days G A Just kids, just kids C A Just kids, just kids C G Just kids, just kids, just kids C They parted ways but the bond was unbroken Between Patti and Bobby most things were unspoken G Just kids, Just kids C Bobby became Robert, got famous, got sick Patti got married, got famous, became Smith G A Just kids, just kids C A Just kids, just kids C G Just kids, just kids, just kids C Then Robert died, far away and alone Patti just sighed and hung up the phone Just kids
7.
Bring on the Hot Nights (words S.Gibson/A.Gibson, music S.Gibson) C Em We were up all night in dirty jeans C D Left all behind for unknown seas and we C Em Lived in vans, in parks and on beaches C D G Two dollar wine, laughing cow cheeses D Am C G So bring on the hot nights D Am The nights of me and you G D Am C G So bring on the hot nights D Am Lets see this summer through Brothers and sisters, friends old and new I filed every thought and they still lead to you The south of France and the north of Spain The heat of summer’s all the same So bring on the hot nights The nights of me and you So bring on the hot nights Lets see this summer through G D Am Baa Baa Buddup Bup Baa C Buddup Bup Baa G D Buddup Bup Baa Am Buddup Bup Baa x2 We got no time, left to waste Half a world away I still can taste every smell and sound Up until today So bring on the hot nights The nights of me and you So bring on the hot nights Lets see this summer through G D Am Baa Baa Buddup Bup Ba C Buddup Bup Baa G D Buddup Bup Baa Am Buddup Bup Baa x2 So bring on the hot nights The nights when I was with you So bring on the hot nights Together we’ll see the summer through G D Am Baa Baa Buddup Bup Ba C Buddup Bup Baa G D Buddup Bup Baa Am Buddup Bup Baa x2
8.
Tired and Torn Shuffle Rhythm (words/music S.Gibson) Dm Any human heart can tell you Am when it’s all gone wrong Dm don’t buy the process Am this is your song Dm the good luck and bad luck Am are balanced on the scales Dm life gives life Am Em passes and fails Am life is colour C he’s black and white G and tired and torn Am C as sad as a wedding dress G never worn Hemingway died at 61 down deep and dark a life lived fully giving off those sparks the sparks took hold giving off those flames spread around the world changed every game life is colour he’s black and white and tired and torn as sad as a wedding dress never worn life is colour he’s black and white and tired and torn be back soon she said I could’ve sworn unopened letters at the back of the draw tell us more about ourselves than we ever saw the past comes back and grabs you by the throat found himself again when he read what she wrote Full Chorus Instrumental Chorus Full Chorus
9.
Lost in Translation (words/music S.Gibson) Intro G C G Lost in translation C Lost in time G Lost time thinking C Lost what’s mine D And I can’t go to sleep C Can’t wake up D Can’t get started C Can’t give up Just like dying Just like shame Everything sticks Everything’s changed Lets never come back It won’t be the same Money versus art Art versus fame Mountain tops Silent trains Different thoughts Different rains Just like dying Just like shame Everything sticks Everything’s changed (speeds up on C) The beauty of the moment Unplanned, unsaid The beauty of the moment Now only a threat And I can’t go to sleep Can’t wake up Can’t get started Can’t give up The beauty of the moment Unplanned, unsaid The beauty of the moment Now only a threat Lost in translation Lost in time Lost time thinking Lost what’s mine (slows down again) The beauty of the moment Unplanned, unsaid The beauty of the moment Now only a threat And he never knew, what we were Going through And I never knew, what we were Going through Just like dying Just like shame Everything sticks Everything’s changed
10.
Past Midnight (words J.Tran, S.Gibson music S.Gibson) (Intro: Dm Am) Dm Nothing good ever happens Am past midnight so they said Dm sat on sofas watching TV Am never lived the lives we’ve led Em we belong on steps Am on freezing airport floors Em the entrance to a grand opera house Am unguarded lobby doors C for so long i hadn’t slept Am G and so it began again C drowned in familiar streets Am G Am with you my fragile friend nothing good past midnight well I couldn’t disagree more they really know so little of us and what we’ve got in store I think i missed my window in the chase for something else but what I’ve lost in ground I’ve found in the aimless nights past twelve Chorus C, G for so long x2 (instrumental chorus) a few missteps later I remember what they said nothing good past midnight but not heading home just yet we belong on alley curbs playing cards as cars drift by east coast parks, desperate pubs through the cold, lamplit nights Chorus x2 for so long x 4
11.
I Hope it’s Not Too Late (words/music S.Gibson) Riff: C Em Am G I didn’t think I’d be the one to end up back where I’d begun Riff G you never called or said you’d come you took the records and the gun Riff Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Riff I waited round for you so long when every chance I had was gone Riff now I’m thankful for the day that you finally went away Riff Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Am for me to try Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Riff your mother’s face, your father’s tears you haven’t been back home in years you never said I’d be the one you always thought your one would come Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Riff would confuse me with your ex addicted, buzzed and depressed Riff wasted time it burns my eyes shocking under foreign skies Riff Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Am for me to try Dm Em god I hope it’s not too late Dm to take my chances find my fate Em god I hope it’s not too late Riff Instrumental chorus

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Remember those holidays by the beach, when your parents gave you 20 bucks each and you disappeared for days on end down by the breakwall or up at the pinny parlour with other kids who had been drawn together under that caravan park sun? That's the feeling behind the new album; that sense of Australian heat, innocence and raw possibility …

Salt water, heat, Bondi, travel, beers, adventure, surf, falling in love in strange cities. For the the Coolites their lives are in the songs and vice versa.

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released April 27, 2015

Peter Colquhoun : Vocals
Simon Gibson: Drums, Acoustic Guitar
Stewart Cahn: Guitar
Mark Hyland: Guitar, Vocals
Danny Yau: Bass, B Vocals
Matt Galvin: Lead Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Tim Byron: Keyboards, B Vocals
Jade Tran: B Vocals

All music & lyrics by S.Gibson except:
Track 2,7 lyrics by S.Gibson and Adam Gibson
Track 10 lyrics by S.Gibson and Jade Tran

All tracks recorded at Damien Gerard Studios
Engineered by Russell Pilling
Produced by S.Gibson

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