I'd Rather Be Playing Piano

Well I used to say I'd never leave this town
I love all you motherfuckers I'll hang around
But those days are gone, washed away with the rain
From another, winter too long, Tasmanian day

And I steal from my boss, he don't have a clue
He picks up the paper, checks up on the news
The latest on everything he thinks he should know
From the world I left behind years ago

And just up the road there lives a girl
But we cannot talk because we know each other too well
Whenever I see her it isn't the same
I just keep walking telling myself it's better off that way

And I bump into people I haven't seen in years
People that I knew when I was a kid
But now they're all doctors, lawyers, and cops
Rich and successful and everything that I am not



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Writer(s): Chris Burrows
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