Boredom

The 'burbs are growing like a fingernail, slower than the dullest pain
I want the hunger and cold of the nights of old, when there was blood up to the Himalayas
I'm saying farewell to the Welfare State, the only comfort is a caliphate
I'm guessing war sure beats any old North Shore beach or any Western Suburbs single player

Eh, I'm looking for the type of test, a cataclysm make me beat my chest
Man, any kind of "ism" beats a singing competition on a TV fat with gnash and wail
They got me singing in a different scale, don't wanna push no pram or join a bikie gang
Or flip a burger for the infidel
Yeah, no one ever lives to tell what's at the bottom of an oil well

(Boredom, boredom)
I'm gonna take a pic down there, put my index finger in the air
(Boredom, boredom)
Gonna tag it with my user name and you can flag it for its guts and brains

Got me a lawyer in the ACT, got me the fuck out of the PNG
I'm telling y'all failed states they ain't exactly great, but neither's prison in the Bismarck Sea
Terra's firmer in the southern lands, and shock and awe is all for stretch Humvees
Eh, the casual exhibition of a recent acquisition's all the intervention they got planned

I miss the hustle of the Baghdad days, it weren't a shit hole in the late '80s
That thing with W, don't let it trouble you, it's all a distant hen's night anyway
I hear 'em screaming for a Chippendale that looks like Eminem, it must be 2 a.m.
And it's like nothing here is even real, you're just so lucky that you get to feel

(Boredom, boredom)
I didn't come here for the thrills and spills, I just like the way I don't get killed
(Boredom, boredom)
You get the house, land, bang, the whole biz, if you can just remember where it is

(Boredom, boredom)
Don't fucking tell me that you ain't got room, you ever really seen a baby boom?
(Boredom, boredom)
Man, I was born in the cradle of civilisation and I plan on dying in its tomb