Bellarine

Flat line of yellow lights Flickering on every street Cool air off northern water Two years since I've seen my daughter The fish are biting every line but mine Feels like rum is taking all my time My Bellarine It's where I shoot my scene There's fire in the west I never did my best Cold cuts and cheap terrine Your daddy's not so mean Don't listen to what your mother said Call me when the money comes in The fish are biting every line but mine Seems like rum is taking all my time My Bellarine From here I shoot my scene There's fire in the west I never did my best I'm looking down the pier Before the ferry comes here She looks just like me I'm in trouble on the Bellarine My Bellarine From here I shoot my scene There's fire in the west I never did my best