Catalogue #549 – Words & Music Copyright © 2010 Mark Hilton

Underneath the Bali Moon, we were waitin’ for the change
Yesterday was static, now we’re happy that you’re out of range

Pullin’ rabbits out of hats, you made a monkey out of me
You got a memory like an elephant stuck back in the 70s

I could end up in your place
On top of a blue lagoon
underneath the Bali moon

I was sittin’ with Marlene, eatin’ lunch at Bar Luna
She had gado-gado, I just had the same old tuna

Through a maze of leafy green I saw the outline of a face
Like a man chasin’ shadows, but I reckon he was bein’ chased

Watch him pogo up the hill, then he’s starin’ at my plate
Marlene’s getting’ smitten with six fluffy chickens as she waits

I could end up in your place
Whistlin’ some cracked tune
underneath the Bali moon

When you were young and you were strong, they took possession of your heart
Now you’re runnin’ ‘round in circles, don’t know how to stop or where to start

Now I gotta walk away, guess I’ll see you down the track
You got the gods on your side, the demons at your back

I could end up in your place
High above a blue lagoon
underneath the Bali moon

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