But were not singing, were just dancing Oh yeah No I don’t like this one
People who always call you young Believe in things that can’t be done
Last chance saloon at the quarter past the hour In a hole round the corner called the Hammerstaff Moon There’s a struggle for the power of a bang in a wagon A friend that fell off down in portabagluesniff???? Fluent in Italian a Spanish brat stallion Fought with the courage of a hundred lost galleons Sank to the bottom of a foreigners shore Wind down with valium and walk to the store
People who always call you young Believe in things that can’t be done
From the middle of September I was sitting with a member Of a band full of brandy crew out in the bush With a bra player show when were hyping there records That we’ll probably sample tighten up cos there loose It’s a sing a long a sing song down a alley ding dong Drinking a Berocca burn on a hard juice I’m a better go home cow got see my friends now Gotta hang up all my travelling shoes
Running in is all that I’ve got I feel finding a time when I’m feeling lost As soon as a girl that I trust Comes lost around til she throws me down
People who always call you young Believe in things that can’t be done