The same old story once again,
accelerate, my friends, at 90 miles an hour
a jar, a door, at thirty-one
i'm closer to the sun
and i need a plan...
and there's no message on my phone
this Easter all alone, but baby i'll get better
i've got a VISA coming through,
i'll be in LA soon
i'll wear a different shirt
Hey baby, well, i'm new to this town
so sick of just playing around
you gotta know somebody
somebody to love
i was dancing in my crocodile shoes
oh yeah, got nothing to lose
you gotta know somebody
somebody to love
please, you gotta know somebody
you gotta know someone
yeah, you gotta know somebody
whoa-oh, whoa-oh!
A fight broke out in Surry Hills
this yuppie town is killed -
it's all 'Rat-Fink Boujee!'
and i'm some fucked up neon ghost
no future wife on toast:
Just a hurting head.
Last night i had the strangest dream
these guys were telling me to go and burn the canvas
cute kids with the little boots and all,
hot wife and the swimming pool in the bungalow...oh no!!
Hey baby, well, i'm new to this town
so sick of just playing around
you gotta know somebody
somebody to love
i was dancing in my crocodile shoes
oh yeah, got nothing to lose
you gotta know somebody
somebody to love
please, you gotta know somebody
you gotta know someone
yeah, you gotta know somebody
whoa-oh, whoa-oh...
