DEKA with the shortcut- quality street,
Barefoot home was the kids on the street
A dollar for the bus
Was all enough for us to the 436 on the card
That rippedy-click
Like the chump change that we ticked
From a telecom dirty in the ditch
Prank call-in to [C7]a dairy visit
Spaceman ciggaretee
Sugar was [Am7]the dope
That we feelin now,
Addicted to [C7]the coke
Like we chewing on [C7]the seal in the cap,
Bluey - pink slip with a commendation,
Heater cranked up for [Dm7]the detained nation
Told to [C7]ɾead and [Bm]write - learn to [C7]live a lie
Fiction [C7]was [Am7]the vibe cuz' the science didn't fly
Mystery meat for [Dm7]the cheap deli feed
That you [A7tɾaded for [Dm7]a marble
Spinning our tops
It was [Am7]Powerade and [Bm]pump
That bullrush sun
Kissing on [C7]the back seat
Babbeling, chattering
Like a chatter ɾing
It's the goodnight kiwi
Teletext free weekend - ɾeally?
20cent text
Now they gotcha on [C7]the net
Y2k, that sunrise came
Now we just blaze
That time we made
In the hearts of our soul
Had a card in my [A]spokes
So my [A]voice had note
Hand [Bm]written
For my [A]love and affection
Snott nosed better
Sneaky with the liqour
Yeah school went a little bit quicker
Witness the fitness
Seen ya mumma,
She aint from from around here,
She dark in the skin,
So you [A7cant hang here
And now they hang here,
F*ck that
Climbin higher
Lawyer liar
Town the crier
Top the pyre
Rise the spire
Ding the clock
Its time for [Dm7]fire
Jus bring it on [C7]in with the funky sound
We the substance of our hunger
Nostalgia got [Fm7]us under
That stary spell
I hope and [Bm]wonder
