Hey Ruth

Hey Ruth
What you gonna do now you're in the city?
I can't find no good yum cha anywhere back home
Don't be so naive
Day old chicken in the bain-marie
Country living is getting old

Hey honey
There ain't no money in the arts
But we still gotta keep on trying
Pantomimes of summer times in the CBD
Cassettes in the street
Raising money to be obsolete
40 years of apathy

Waking up everyday without answers
Wasting all my time 'til I go
Dishing out more meaningless banter
Like everybody I know
It's a shame she feels this way
Living in a groundhog day
Trying to find a way to get her high
Time is like a compromise
Disguised as just another way to get by
Hey Ruth
Hey Ruth
Hey Ruth
Hey Ruth
What you gonna do now you're in the city?
Hey Ruth
Hey Ruth
Hey Ruth



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Writer(s): Brendon James Houlahan, Matthew Edward Tennant
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