The world is crashing down on me tonight. The walls are closing in on me tonight. . 'cause I know this is the end of the beginning of the outbreak of love.
There's a wind on the eastern side. Ghost gums dance in the moonlit night. Mopoke mourns the racketeers. The bosses they can sense your mood. All in place to a hand that rules.
She was the golden summer wine. And now she's black and blue resigned. He took advantage like the spider. Helpless, one too many times. . You had to go ahead and sing.
When I'm locked in my room. I just want to scream. And I know what they mean. (One more day of eating and sleeping). . Speak to me, speak to me. I'm not spoken for, I'm ready to talk.