Noisy Miners bully the suburbs
Out beyond the haze
Seaside holiday houses
Lay quiet as a grave
Tombs of dreams past
Wealth gone to waste
The Australian dream is fading
Stolen anyway
Im never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
Im never gonna dream of things that just cant be done
Pavements too hot to walk on barefoot
So you hop and skip
Prawns in wheelie bins marinate
A cocktail of stink
Bat swaying on
The power line
Wings open in surrender
This is how you die
Im never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
Im never gonna dream of things that just cant be done
Im never gonna say, never gonna do, never gonna be
Anything more than whats expected of me
Its true
Its true
Its true
Its true
Im never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
Im never gonna dream of things that just cant be done
Im never gonna say, never gonna do, never gonna be
Anything more than whats expected of me
Anything more than whats expected of me