Climate
Oi, pass us the bug spray, would ya?
I'm gettin' sick of bein' eaten alive
And chuck another beer over, could ya?
Pretty sure I've only had about five
A pretty nice arvo though, ay? And mate, what a view
Had a belter of a day, I'm pretty good, how about you?
Darlin', did you bring the aloe vera?
You know my whiteness don't do well in this climate
We've driven out real far
Gettin' bogged and laughin' at how fucked we are
Made a mad set-up in my car
Let's not let all of this get too hard
You're havin' an early dart
And God, don't you look gorgeous?
How's this for a daily start?
You even look good when you're yawnin'
Let's go visit some hell old pub
Joints with signs that have seen better days
I'll pay with dirty pocket coins
We'll have a few, then we'll be on our way
Darlin', could you teach me to make a spark?
I've never quite gotten the technique down
We've driven out real far
Gettin' bogged and laughin' at how fucked we are
Made a mad set-up in my car
Let's not let all of this get too hard
We can take turns with the drivin'
You can tell me how hard your life's been
Don't let any more mozzies in
Let's just go to bed, then zip up this stupid thing
I'm gettin' sick of bein' eaten alive
And chuck another beer over, could ya?
Pretty sure I've only had about five
A pretty nice arvo though, ay? And mate, what a view
Had a belter of a day, I'm pretty good, how about you?
Darlin', did you bring the aloe vera?
You know my whiteness don't do well in this climate
We've driven out real far
Gettin' bogged and laughin' at how fucked we are
Made a mad set-up in my car
Let's not let all of this get too hard
You're havin' an early dart
And God, don't you look gorgeous?
How's this for a daily start?
You even look good when you're yawnin'
Let's go visit some hell old pub
Joints with signs that have seen better days
I'll pay with dirty pocket coins
We'll have a few, then we'll be on our way
Darlin', could you teach me to make a spark?
I've never quite gotten the technique down
We've driven out real far
Gettin' bogged and laughin' at how fucked we are
Made a mad set-up in my car
Let's not let all of this get too hard
We can take turns with the drivin'
You can tell me how hard your life's been
Don't let any more mozzies in
Let's just go to bed, then zip up this stupid thing
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Writer(s): Ruby Phillips, Chris Collins
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