| So let me set the scene
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| It’s 2 in the afternoon and 34 degrees
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| The Queensland harsh summer heat
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| Had me sweating buckets up and down my street
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| It was there I spotted the bloke
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| Perched atop of his milk crate throne
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| He eyed me off as I approached
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| Then he said
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| So it’s Tuesday Morning and my Centrelink hasn’t come through
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| So I pick up the phone because I’ve got some abusing to do
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| But all I get is elevator music, waiting on the line
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| On hold all the time
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| All I get is elevator music, waiting on the line
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| 'Til I get a reply
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| Ugh
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| Oh, what time is it?
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| Is it smoko?
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone
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| I’m on smoko, so leave me alone! |