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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Spurling Kitschke
Songwriter
Songtexte
I catch the 265 past Seaforth Park
As four octogenarians play doubles on the court
And I'm headed to the ANZ to deposit my weekly check
'Cause I'm still getting paid in cash at the kiosk
It hasn't sunk in that I'll be moving to Darwin
By the end of the month, it hasn't sunk in yet
Yeah, I'll miss the way we messed around
The streets of south-west Adelaide
Even though the sun shines in the tropics as well
I know that life is changin'
But like a racist on Australia Day
I want things to stay the same
Yeah, I want this life to stay this way
I finished work at ten so I sent a message to my friends
And asked if they wanna hang out before I go
I step on dotted lines, one, two, three, four, five, six times
My hips rigid as the above Norfolk
I'm lovin' life
This is my time, my lines just seem to rhyme
My hair looks nice, I'm truly in my prime
Am I throwing it all away?
In search of warmer, humid days
I gotta remember to watch the pavement
I know that life is changin' (but like-, oh)
But like a racist on Australia Day
I want things to stay the same
Yeah, I want this life to stay this way
(I want this life to stay this way)
Darwin's not so far away
And nothin' really changes
I know I can always stay this way
Writer(s): Joseph Kitschke
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