Tin Shed

WOO

Wake up in the morning
I pick the sand out of my teeth
I only need 5 strings to play Australia Street
Well I don't like it here anymore
All this drama's making my head sore

Stuck in traffic all the time
Your back bumper
Always seem to remind me of
All the places I'd rather be
Like by the ocean, where it's
Only you and me

I just wanna live
In a tin shed
In a tin shed
I don't need a bed
I'll rest my head
In a tin shed

Well I don't really like hitting the clubs
Not a big fan of pedo's, I don't like doing drugs
These people they just don't understand
Oh what I'd give to get drunk in the sand

I just wanna live
In a tin shed
In a tin shed
I don't need a bed
I'll rest my head
In a tin shed

You don't speak anymore
You don't say what you want
I wanna leave it
You don't speak anymore
You don't say what you want
I wanna leave it

I just wanna live
In a tin shed
In a tin shed
I don't need a bed
I'll rest my head
In a tin shed
I just wanna live
In a tin shed
In a tin shed
I don't need a bed
I'll rest my head
In a tin shed
In a tin shed
I just wanna live
In a tin shed
In a tin shed



Credits
Writer(s): Greg Pheasant, Max Humphrey, Maximus Humphrey, Ryan Barwick, Wil Wood
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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