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A.O.
Children mustn't that we're living in a city that's built on bones
A.O.
All the army go, enjoy this city before it explodes
A.O.
Here we we go, it's a pity it's a feeling I can't control
A.O.
The children mustn't this is adults only
only
Adults

Kookaburra in a tree unnamed
You can feel the sorrow, I can the shame
Coz there's no-one laughing round no more but he

I flew back to the on New Year's Day
Little plane 'round by a southerly
And when I stepped outside the were clean

But I know deep lies undiscovered
Past the bone foundations of a corrupted
Under creaking piers, iron cover
Past the crime of a million lovers
Past strutting and swagger, under rubble
torn down shanties of forgotten troubles
Through its ills and evils, past rants and
Lies the dark soul of an emerald city, I

A.O.
Children mustn't know that we're living in a city that's built on
A.O.
All the army go, please enjoy this city before it
A.O.
Here we here we go, a pity it's a feeling I can't control
A.O.
The children mustn't know this is only
Adults

Walking through the streets I can feel its
Metal blue snakes screaming round head I'm in
Keeps all the way to bed

And from the it sleeps to its dawn awake
City's dreams rang out like a
"I finally the tune," he said

Through fears and fervour, past and secrets
Of ink stained, panic-stricken 5 heathens
storms of hell, through tropical fevers
Excitement of the days of bushfire seasons
All those planning disasters, to the masters
And the dog dealings of its backroom bastards
Every long lost dream, failed endeavour
Every ice beer of a rum rebellion

Now I, huddle feelings of pity
Watching new years colours rain on the city
Where our beaches suffer photo ops
To watch schizophrenic tourists get by cops
of kids with the toughest teeth
Still haunted by the of shocking ink
little old ladies die afraid and alone
Now surrounded by yuppies bars and coke, I

A.O.
Children mustn't know that we're living in a city that's on bones
A.O.
All the go, please enjoy this city before it explodes
A.O.
Here we here we go, it's a pity a feeling I can't control
A.O.
The children know this is adults only
Adults
only
Adults