Lyrics:
and hold it down, It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
All five of us were nervous and I'll tell you that's a fact
bu you should
And baby
Don't forget to catch me
Don't forget to catch me
Don't forget to catch me
Hobart paving, don't you think that it's time?
On this platform with
I say "dance", you say "dance"
I say "France", you say "France"
You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart
I say "Hugh", you say "Grant"
I say "pot", you
I say dance, you say dance
I say France, you say France
You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart
I say hugh, you say grant
I say pot, you say
the back of Hobart Hall
I'm trying not to stall when you ask me things that you wanna know
Thought you didn't care about what I used to be
Maybe I grew up
Western Australia, Perth
Northern Territory, Darwin
Victoria, Melbourne
Queensland, Brisbane
Tasmania, Hobart
New South Wales, Sydney
South
on
Regurgitation - a fine wine
Which really opens up the
Sluices at both ends
Real emetic fans will also go
For a "Hobart Muddy", and a
Prize winning "Cuiver Reserve
nothing left to choose
And here we go
There's nothing left to lose
I can still hear the trains out my window
From Hobart street to here in Nashville
nothing left to choose
And here we go
There's nothing left to lose
I can still hear the trains out my window
From Hobart street to here in Nashville
pocket
Shoes on my feet
But I always felt like the one black sheep
Got a good education
On Hobart Street
But there's no books on the one black sheep
To pay off failing artists writing love songs in Hobart
I guess that I really just never wanna leave
Drive back north just to say goodbye to all that
Whatcha gonna do when the well runs dry
Now Hobart Smith shot the Anderson dog
Then Beau Anderson burned his whole house down
We're gonna see him swing,
to west Hobart
Expecting the worst and armed with a crowbar
I kicked down her door, she said quick to your left
My new boyfriend's one of them it's like
im from sydney read the postcard
But i got my fans all from the west , all down to hobart
Puff puff then i pass it to my sofa
Ha ha were getting lit
shit poppin one or two bands
You wanted this shine ma dude that's too bad
I'm out reppin my hood no ku klan
Ktown up on Hobart that's where I threw hands
around and spin around, again
But my head is spinning
Spin around and spin around, again
The lights and the nights in hotels in Hobart
I will be back
Dis-interest
at the stares they'd attract
(tract)
They were cut low in the front
lower in the back
I could see clear to Hobart
Its a good thing you waxed
in the hobart some use the bloody robo coup
Plata and Hobart
Punchline for a joke:
“We melt apart in the snow, man!”
But had I been there, this wouldn’t change at all
‘Cause I was watching from
pedo dads got voted out
And St Corey Banardi won't let just anybody: touch Humphrey
Modern art without the man-on-man love, Hobart will never be our San
Or madness fits in DC,
Slim in buckets on Hobart in buckets
Junk beat buckets Back in a AC off Florida Ave With funnel listening to Mumble like fuck It
Learn
writing bars so I got an aching brain
On the way now from Hobart to LA
I'm not the Kid Laroi but baby will you stay
If you don't you'll regret it but you're
The best finger pickin' in this big old land!
Now every time Felix tours back through Hobart,
He'll always makes that special trip,
To hold his mumma for
I been running tracks like a go kart
I’m making art like I’m Mozart
I hold it down from Perth to Hobart
You say you body raps but you got no heart
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