Old Lady (Mercedes)

Hey man, come on, don't lie to me

What the fuck is the Australian dream?

Am I living it?

'Cause I'm living in it

The aspirational class, the half-empty glass

Defaulting on loans, and dreams about homes

But hey

I had dreams of my own

And if I get hit by a car

Let's pray that it's a Mercedes

And if I get hit by a car

Let's hope that it's an old lady

Eee

Inner-city living is rarely a given

When rich old fucks make all the decisions

But please

No tollways

Up at dawn, down at dusk, feuding with the upper class

Living with the same task as living like a fucking narc

But hey

Throw a little my way

And if I get hit by a car

Let's pray that it's a Mercedes

And if I get hit by a car

Let's hope that it's an old lady

Eee

And if I get hit by a car

Let's pray that it's a Mercedes

And if I get hit by a car

Let's hope that it's an old lady