Werribee
There's a place we go
Where the clock runs slow
Where the shit flows south and where the fruit always hangs low
It's the kind of town
Where you don't need teeth
Five days a week and we have nowhere else to be
Take me back to Werribee where the girls are easy and the drugs are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
Check out the dropkick selling drugs to high school kids
Dropped out at 15 and he never flipped the switch
Swing by at midnight and peep out all the freaks
Grab a pint and start a fight oh fuck the bouncer I'm alright
Take me back to Werribee where the girls are easy and the drugs are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
Isn't it just grand to walk down struggle street
With alcohol in hand, and spots with missing teeth
I've got cuts on my hands, and bruises on my face
Lets get some cigarettes and get the fuck out of this place
Take me back to Werribee where the drugs are easy and the girls are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Werribee; where you can catch every kind of STD (woo)
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
(We're not stuck here we're just lazy, spent our money getting wasted)
Where the clock runs slow
Where the shit flows south and where the fruit always hangs low
It's the kind of town
Where you don't need teeth
Five days a week and we have nowhere else to be
Take me back to Werribee where the girls are easy and the drugs are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
Check out the dropkick selling drugs to high school kids
Dropped out at 15 and he never flipped the switch
Swing by at midnight and peep out all the freaks
Grab a pint and start a fight oh fuck the bouncer I'm alright
Take me back to Werribee where the girls are easy and the drugs are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
Isn't it just grand to walk down struggle street
With alcohol in hand, and spots with missing teeth
I've got cuts on my hands, and bruises on my face
Lets get some cigarettes and get the fuck out of this place
Take me back to Werribee where the drugs are easy and the girls are cheap
Werribee; where they drag the cops down Watton street
Werribee; where you can catch every kind of STD (woo)
Where are we?, won't you take me home to Werribee
(We're not stuck here we're just lazy, spent our money getting wasted)
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Writer(s): Funk Dancing For Self Defence
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