| The heat, it drowned itself and all the roads
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| With rattles from all the pubs and pokies rooms (The sound never goes)
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| They’d given up the workers life
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| For a moment it was clear and so precise
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| And I’ll say
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| I don’t mind, I don’t care
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| I’ll just say whatever
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| I don’t mind, we don’t care
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| We’ll be here forever
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| And we don’t mind and we don’t care
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| We’ll be here forever
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| 'Cause I burnt my life and I branded my soul
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| Went to church and sung to a god
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| And it breaks my heart
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| This is the place where it starts
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| 'Cause it’s this suburban life and its grey paint world
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| Four-wheel drives and its peaceful mould
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| And I’ll say it again
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| What ever happened to you my friend?
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| And I’ll say
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| I don’t mind, I don’t care
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| I’ll just say whatever
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| We don’t mind, we don’t care
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| And we’ll be here forever
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| It’s the truth that keeps you warm
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| That lets you fall down
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| Like soda it will pop
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| Yeah, let it fall down
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| 'Cause I’d rather play pokies and a dead friend’s game
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| Stay in a pub and drink warm beer
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| And I’ll say thank you
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| For all the greetings and gratitude
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| 'Cause we don’t complain enough but we never shut up
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| Talk to computers and made of drugs
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| And I’ll say it again
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| What ever happened to you my friends?
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| And I’ll say
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| I don’t mind, I don’t care
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| I’ll just say whatever
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| We don’t mind, we don’t care
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| And we’ll be here forever
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| It’s the truth that keeps you warm
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| That lets you fall down
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| Like soda, it will pop
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| Yeah, let it fall down
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| Let it fall down
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| Let it go
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| It’s the truth that keeps you warm
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| That lets you fall down
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| Like soda, it will pop
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| Yeah, let it fall down
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| It’s the truth that keeps you warm
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| That lets you fall down
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| Like soda, it will pop
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| Yeah, let it fall down
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| Let it fall down
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| Let it fall down
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| Let it go |