Powderfinger - Internationalist

Private Man

I tell you he's a private man,
In a public circumstance,
He's eyeing off an old door frame,
looking for a drastic change.

Such a shame this has to end,
Things are out of his command.

He has no further truth to tell,
Now he has absolved himself,
He's eyeing off an old door frame,
and history secures his name.

Such a shame this has to end,
Things are out of his command,
Theres no more problems to defend,
and he falls so far...

I tell you he's a private man,
in a public circumstance,
He's eyeing off an old door frame,
Looking for a tragic change.

Such a shame this has to end
Things are out of his command,
There's no more problems to defend,
Now he falls so far,
Now he falls so far,
And he falls so far.

Credits
Writer(s): Bernard Joseph Fanning, Darren Stuart Middleton, John Andrew Collins, Jonathan Robert Coghill, Ian David Haug
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