A.o. Lyrics - Pacifica - The Presets

A.O. 

Children mustn't know that we're living in a city that's built on bones 

A.O. 

All the army go, please enjoy this city before it explodes 

A.O. 

Here we here we go, it's a pity it's a feeling I can't control 

A.O. 

The children mustn't know this is adults only 

Adults only 

Adults only 

Kookaburra sits in a tree I named 

You can feel the sorrow, I can feel the shame 

Cause there's no-one laughing round here no more but he 

I flew back to the coast on New Year's Day 

Little plane tossed 'round by a southerly 

And when I stepped outside the streets were clean 

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But I know deep down lies undiscovered 

Past the bone foundations of a town corrupted 

Under creaking piers, under iron cover 

Past the concrete crown of a million lovers 

Past strutting and swagger, under coreless rubble 

Past torn down shanties of forgotten troubles 

Through its ills and evils, past rants and ravings 

Lies the cold dark soul of an emerald city, I 

A.O. 

Children mustn't know that we're living in a city that's built on bones 

A.O. 

All the army go, please enjoy this city before it explodes 

A.O. 

Here we here we go, it's a pity it's a feeling I can't control 

A.O. 

The children mustn't know this is adults only 

Adults only 

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Walking through the streets I can feel its sting 

Metal blue snakes screaming round this head I'm in 

Keeps railing all the way to bed 

And from the time it sleeps to its dawn awake 

City's dreams rang out like a melody 

"I finally recognize the tune," he said 

Through fears and fervour, past lies and secrets 

Of ink stain panic stricken 5 star heathens 

Under storms of hell, through tropical fevers 

Excitement of the first days of bushfire seasons 

All this planning disasters, monuments to the masters 

And the dog dark dealings of its backroom bastards 

Every long lost dream, every failed endeavour 

Every ice beer trail of a rum rebellion 

Now I, huddle these feelings of pity 

Watching new years colours rain down on the city 

Where our beautiful beaches suffer photo ops 

To watch schizophrenic tourists get shot by cops 

Generation of kids with the toughest teeth 

Still haunted by the visions of shocking ink 

Where little old ladies die afraid and alone 

Now surrounded by yuppies small bars and coke, I 

A.O. 

Children mustn't know that we're living in a city that's built on bones 

A.O. 

All the army go, please enjoy this city before it explodes 

A.O. 

Here we here we go, it's a pity it's a feeling I can't control 

A.O. 

The children mustn't know this is adults only 

Adults only 

Adults only 

Adults only