Well I've been. Running round this globe for a coupla spins now. Grown from school days the outcast from the in crowd. I keep my chin down as time flies and seasons vanish.
Yeah, check it out it goes like this yo. It's the warmth when it's cold and it's storming. It's drifting off to the sound of rain. It's getting up kicking goals in the morning.
I'm in the back of a ute and I'm freshly servin'. BnE brew I got a esky burstin'. From doin' loops and a rexy burnin'. To the babble of this beat started jet ski surfin'.